Wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist pumps. And that was from baby Jess! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.
“Turn around mister,” ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.
“It has to be done,” Gayle said as she began moving towards me.
“Definitely,” added Erin, also moving.
“Cover me, I’m going in!” Lorrie chimed in.
“No!” I protested, meekly. “I’m supposed to address the troops in… fifteen minutes!”
“This won’t take that long,” Gayle promised.
Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her mouth and began to suck her own milk.
They were right.
It didn’t take long at all.
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The End!
Special thanks to my friend Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.
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