No, get to work, girls!

Debbie stands in front of you, red-faced and arms folded, watching your thick cock twitch. It seems to respond to the attention, pointing up towards her face.

"Can't do it," you explain. "Ingrid woke it up, she's gonna have to put it back to bed. Or you. Or Kimmie."

"Oh god," Debbie gasped, licking her lips nervously before finally glancing up at your face. "What have I brought into my home? You're some kind of... sexual monster! A force of nature that we're powerless to resist!"

Just then, the door opened, and Ingrid came in, her blouse still hanging open and her breasts exposed. "Please, let me kiss it more!" the Swedish girl begs. Behind her you can see Kimmie following closely behind.

"Hi, I'm Kim!" she smiled sweetly, staring down at your cock. "I hope we can be friends...!"