”Riley frowns. “So does that mean you are too tired to fuck us this morning?”Lumi draws her eyes down to his crotch. “I certainly hope he’s ...ot.”“I don’t think I have that problem,” Justin says, giving them a reassuring smile. He shifts toward them, throwing off the sheets. “I do believe that I am very well rested.”The girls press their bodies against him, pushing him to lay on his back. Then they begin kissing his body, touching him all over and working their way down to his hardening member.. He pissed into a baby bottle andgave it to me. The lights went out and suddenly lullabyes, sung by daddy startedendlessly playing on a speaker in the room. The songs said I loved Daddy andthat I was afraid of the dark and scary monsters and that Daddy would protectme. Before I fell asleep, I deposited a third load of shit in my diaper. Icould feel a huge rash on my asshole. I awoke the next morning at 6:00am as Daddy opened the curtains in my nurseryand let the sun in. I had slept most of the. Our lips were locked. She scooted her ass forward on the couch, I knew she was setting up for a scissor. I moved my legs so it would work. Our pussies rubbed together, her warm juices on my tunnel, on my clit, felt so good. We pressed together.We must have scissor for at least a half hour- minimum. I couldn’t get enough of her warmth. It was amazing. That’s when she stopped. I thought I was going to go crazy, I’d climaxed at least once while we were scissoring, but I’m kind of multi orgasmic so. He wondered if she would have acted the same if she knew how aroused it made him, or if she preferred to just make people embarrassed and uncomfortable.As he moved around the shop, the bulge in his trousers pressed against his leg. When he brushed past her, he felt it touch the back of her hand and jolt with increased hardness. He could feel the precum leaking out of his head and was worried he would leave an obvious damp patch on his trousers.He prayed that his supervisor hadn't noticed.