While I went to turn off the lights and lock the doors, Vicki and Tara went up to our bedroom. > > > > > When I walked into our bedroom, Tara and my w...fe were cuddled up on our bed. They had taken their t-shirts off, but not their panties. After I peeled off my clothes, I couldn’t resist worshiping their hot asses in their sexy panties. Funny, before Tara came to live with us I was not a panty lover. Sure, I’d admire my wife’s hot ass in a sexy pair, but I was never obsessed with them like I. Yes, it would be embarrassing, but surely they would have tools and what not and be able to surgically remove it without damaging my... parts? The thought was too scary to accept for now; there had to be an easier solution.Someone must have put this on me. But who would do it and why?My phone rang, interrupting my rational paranoia. My screen told me it was my sister. Fuck, I was supposed to go to the gym and have lunch with her today."Hey Angie," I said, answering the phone nervously."Hey,". Last thing: a BIG coat, and now that I think of it, an Auburn sweat shirt. This isn’t a dress-up event.And just as I walk out the front door, Tara shows up with Aaron and Derek.“Hey guys. Thank you for coming. And Aaron, thanks for looking after Derek -- I have duct tape for him, if you need it.”Aaron grinned, and said, “I think we’ll be OK, Cindy. If he gives me any trouble, I’ll just nail his feet to the floor.” Derek grinned a little. And Tara grinned, hugged Derek, then grabbed the back of. This pee did run out of themquite easily though & it also helped wash out any residue of cum from theircunts like a douche.We had only been working about 25 to 30 minutes when the 1st 2 guys decided itwas time for some fucking & went over to the girls & fucked them. This startedanother round of the young guys fucking them. It wound up that this continuedall morning with the boys going back & forth between dredging & fucking thegirls. By about noon each girl had been fucked at least 17 or 18.