The cool air felt good on her rosy butt cheeks, but not for long.Her underwear had been lowered by Santa with care, while Taylor yelled that this just...wasn't fair.Santa pulled down her light blue nylon bikini panties down while Taylor hoped her panties were clean.Santa commented on the shitty fudge stains in the crotch of her panty seat and what a bad girl she was for not wiping properly. Taylor looked back and gave Santa a strong stare and whined to St. Nick this why must her bottom be. I was only 20, so I assumed that he was a least 15 years older than me. The other guys were in their twenties. He was handsome though. The fourth man was my neighbor. He was very hot. The tent in his boxers assured me he was well endowed. Each man began to remove their boxers and underwear, revealing their rock hard cocks. I began to squirm and scream, but it was muffled by the tape. They all looked at me, hungry for the slut that lay in front of their eyes. I wasn't a huge slut. I'd managed to. I told her this will make her feel cooler now and she wont sweat as much. Just staring at that beautiful armpit was very tempting for me. While she still had her arm raised and looking at me I moved closer and put my nose to her underarm. I told her she smelled fantastic now. She bit her lip and lowered her hand. She thanked me and said it felt great now. I asked her if she could do the same for me. I told her I also wanted to trim my hair but was difficult to do alone.We switched positions and. “What’s your take on all this?”Dawn got up and stood next to her, rubbing her hands over her firm young breasts.“I think Giles gave us the yucky antidote and now we’re safe, right?”“Yes, Dawnie,” Buffy said turning to her s*ster and stroking her long brown hair. “I am back to Normal-Slayer-Woman.”“Good,” said Dawn giving her s*ster a hug, as she gently grabbed her s*sters round, firm ass.Willow had been silent through most of this.She stretched her arms in the air, yawned, and stood up with the.