Cindy, Beth, where the hell is your panties I asked as I noticed their uncovered pussies when they started pulling their dressed down over their hips....The same place as mine, Dawn said, pulling up the front of her dress showing us all her close trimmed, jet-black mound. Katie smiled, You will go to the alter knowing that none of the family members are wearing underwear and that includes you. I looked around and noticed I was now the only naked person in the room. Tim and Marshall called me. The door bell rang, I ran to check gates because I was too excited about her homecoming(My home in this case). I opened the gates and a 24-year-old beautiful and thick girl was standing in front of me. It was her, my sister’s friend, in tight jeans with thick thighs and big boobs. I couldn’t keep myself from staring at those buns. She was so exhausted, I picked her bag and gave her some water. Then, I asked her to get comfortable and then I went straight to my room.She came back after changing. They whispered to each other then once again she was 'nipping outside'. This time she was gone longer and I was just going to find her when they reappeared and sat down. He went to the bar to get some drinks and she said that he was all over her outside and as she was playing with his cock he shot his load. He was really embarressed but she used her experience and got him hard again and he fucked her up against a wall, then bent over a car. As she was bent over he pulled down her dress leaving. "Do you, uh.... want to come in?" "We are not allowed to set foot inside of a customer's residence for our own safety and for the integrity of our role as delivery-people." Timothy slow blinked at the talking tit-less employee handbook and then moved to open the envelope. Inside was a single piece of paper, a smaller envelope and a single one dollar bill. He'd obviously struck the jackpot. The letter read Dear Timmy, You probably don't remember your uncle Magnus but I remember you. We had such.