The evening ends.

You finish your last chores and feel that your house is in a better order for the weekend to be enjoyed already. Though, you note as you peek down to the lingering thickness in your trunks, you have enjoyed your weekend plenty as it is. You walk into the living room, to see the movie is ending and the girls are sitting lazily in their places, so you just sit yourself down in a lounge chair by the door. Some of the girls yawn, and Dawn stretches herself like a cat, feeling some knots in her muscles from hanging across the chair the wrong way, before rolling out of it. She clambers herself back on her feet and trips over to you, and plops down in your lap.

“I’ll be waiting in your bed, lover.” She whispers as she kisses your cheek and nibbles your ear. She beams while wiggling her ass in your crotch, before she bounces off and skips out of the room and up to steal the bathroom first. Your head follows her movements with a gentle smile, but as she’s left the room, it stops on the twin gathering up the blankets on the floor. With her t-shirt riding up over her ass, you stare directly at the bared backside of Anne, both little slit and her tiny hole red and parting. She peers behind and sees you staring, and quickly gets up while dragging down her shirt over her ass again. Her cheeks turn a little red as she looks at you, but her mouth has a mildly concealed smile. She scoots past you with her hands still holding down her backside and she lingers in the doorway with her eyes on yours. As she sees your eyes move down a bit, she follows your gaze until she notes what you have already noted. Her highly sensitive breasts are poking hard at her t-shirt front now, perking so firm that even her nipples are in clear contour. She yelps and runs upstairs.

“You know,” Karianne speaks as she walks up and squats down beside you. she nods at the sound of feet running up the stairs. She smiles at you for a wicked moment,
“I’d say she really wants you, and would not really object if you just took what she wants to give. Like out in the pool, where she nearly let you do whatever you wanted.” She pauses for a moment to think for herself. “I bet she’d give in if it was just her.” You nod in acknowledgment, playing the part of perceiving something you had not figured out yourself already. Karianne lets the thought linger a bit, before her eyes move to linger down the hall toward the den. As she gets back up, her hand strokes your face with a gentle touch, and she moves down toward the den. You hear the click of a door opening, as you note a wonderful body coming over to you. Still naked in all her glory, you see Jessica before you. Her breasts sway as she moves before you and puts her hands to her hips.

“You better get yourself into Penny’s room tonight, as I’ll be all alone in there, and waiting for you to come finish me once more.” She leans down to you and your eyes keep focusing on those melons hanging down in your face now. She smiles at your distracted eyes, and shakes her chest for you.
“And remember,“ she purrs, “I still have two more holes for you to try out.” She gets back up with a victorious grin on her face, and sways her shapely body into the doorway.
“If you’re a good boy, that is,” and she wiggles her ass in your direction, and you note you are leaning out of your seat, to get as much of a look at her rump as you can get when she exits the room.

You rest back in the chair, when you see the quiet figure of Nadia poking her head up from behind the sofa. She smiles at you with an uncertain look, before she seems to make up her mind and gets up and walks over to you. She stops right before you, and in sudden motion picks up your hand with both of hers and pull to her crotch. The first thing you notice is that there is direct access to her pussy lips within her pyjamas pants, as she has no panties on, but the second thing you note is that her crotch is soaking wet.
“I’ve been touching myself when I see you near, and have been since you came in just now.” She is much braver now that it’s just her, and you start rubbing your fingers at her crotch. She mews in your grip and just holds on tight on your arm for support. When the sound of the door down the hallway opening breaks the silence, she stops her grinding and slips out of your grasp. She peers at you, and slips her own hand down to stroke her crotch, before she just turns and runs out the patio door.

The enclosing footsteps are the only sounds by the time Karianne reappears. She smiles a gentle smile once more and squats down beside your chair. She leans close so her words are less audible,
“Can I ask a favour of you?” You just nod in silence.
“First I want you to check on Penny before you go to bed. She seems to be a little uneasy in her sleep now.” You see her try for innocence, but her eyes twinkle with hidden knowledge and she barely stops a little smile from flittering across her mouth. With a little focus her eyes get wide open and her face adds a little pout.
“Second is if it’s okay that I stay down here, and check on her until we can get her to bed?” you just nod at this second one, having no issues with it.
“Thank you,” she beams now, “and I’ll add in a little bonus as well.” She quips into the air, and with that the room is empty and you hear the soft patter of the last ascension of the stairs for tonight.

“Where do they take this from?” you mumble to yourself as you get up. Your head buzzing with the promised opportunities, you get the last lights in the down stairs and move to get the ones outside as well. You roll in the awning and lean down to pull out the plug for the last lights, when you stop mid motion. There is light back on at Nadia’s house, and her parents’ room is lit. The light shows the little girl standing by the window without a thread on her body, and her hands linger meticulously down on her front and resting between her legs. You are not sure she knows that you see her, and you can see her hands masturbate openly. When she notes that you see her, she slows down until she’s at a complete stop, then her hands flicker to the side and the lights go out. Her shade can be seen as she moves further back in the room to the light that should be her own bedroom. The light stays on though, and as your head takes a clearing at her house, you also note that their backdoor is lit as well. This is not a usual thing, and you feel certain you have not seen it on earlier tonight.

As you pull out the light and walk back to the patio door, you stop and your mind peers at the options displayed before you now.