David loved his parents, but he was happy that they decided to "get out of his hair." The Gabriels did not want to overstay their welcome and headed home on the 27th.

"Maybe we could get brunch after church on Sunday."

Gabriel hadn't been to church as much as he used to. Maybe it was time for him to go back. He never did tell his pastor how things had worked out.

"Sure."

He wasn't sure how Eliza would feel about going to church, but the artist was looking forward to it.

"Maybe I could draw some inspiration." She was always looking for new ideas.

"I thought I was your inspiration," he teased.

"You already have one collection," she told him. "Don't get greedy."

David picked up Eliza and carried her to bed. "I plan on being very greedy."

She could feel his erection pressing against her leg. "FUCK!"

Rachel brought plenty of toys with her for their sleepover. One of them was a silicone phallus with two ends, a larger end and a smaller one that came out at an angle.

The translator pushed the smaller end inside her own wetness and saved the larger end for the Chief.

"I want you on your hands and knees," Rachel hissed.

Brenda quickly complied, making sure to make eye contact with Fritz as she did so.

The FBI agent gulped. He was starting to get hard again. It hurt a bit since he had already had two powerful orgasms tonight but it was well worth it.

Rachel pushed her way into Brenda.

"OH FUCK!"

She slowly moved forward until she was all of the way in and then she paused, waiting for the blonde beneath her to adjust.

Once Brenda slapped the bed, Rachel got the hint and began to thrust.

"OHH! OOHH!" Loud whimpers and moans escaped Brenda's mouth as she felt Rachel fill her again and again. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were glazed over. She was loving it and Fritz was ready to put her open mouth to use.

He offered her his cock and she sucked him readily.

Rachel was the first one to lose it. She shrieked out Brenda's name before collapsing on top of her. The translator wasn't free yet. Brenda rolled them over, so that Rachel was on her back and then Brenda straddled her, riding her hips expertly and driving Rachel to yet another orgasm.

This time, the two women came together. Rachel held onto Brenda's hips, thrusting until their aftershocks were done before she slumped into the sheets.

Rachel could take a break, but Brenda still had a blowjob to finish. She lied down and had Fritz kneel in front of her. She had one hand on his cock, the other cupping his balls and her mouth went as far down as it could. She was determined to get him off quickly. She needed some rest.

Fritz thought Brenda was sexiest when she was messy, hair all over the place, covered in scratch marks and cum. The nastier they got from sex, the more he wanted to have sex with her. It was easy to see how this created a loop that left them very tired and very sore at the end of the night.

He pulled away from her mouth right before he was about to cum. He finished all over her and then he collapsed on the bed too.

Rusty was excited to get out of the house. He loved his family, but it was fucking crazy in there. With Sammie and Charlie going at it like rabbits and Bobby and Sharon going at it like older rabbits, there was constant music playing, beds slamming and screaming.

Rusty's headphones just weren't good enough to block out everything. Luckily, Kyle was finally free of his extended family, and Rusty was able to stay over.

"My Christmas was a different type of chaotic," Kyle told his boyfriend. He had his younger cousins over and they all wanted to stay in his room with him, have him tell them stories or play with them, while the adults all got drunk and belligerent.

"I'd rather have kids running around yelling than listen to my family fuck all week."

Kyle started cracking up. "Think about it this way, the more time Bobby spends distracting Sharon, the more you can get away with."

"That's true, but I didn't have anywhere to go."

"You could have tried Brenda's house."

"Pah!" Rusty laughed. "She's a bigger slut than Sharon." Rusty was pretty sure that she and Fritz went at it all day every day.

"She seemed pretty tame when I met her."

"That's because you didn't see her making out with Fritz in the hallway every chance she got."

"She's a looker."

Rusty glared.

"I'm not into girls, but even I can tell that."

"Whatever dude."

"You jelly?"

"No!"

"You're totally jelly!"

"Shut up!"

Kyle kissed him. "You're the only one that I want."

"Prove it."

Kyle put his wrestling skills to work. He flipped Rusty on the bed and pinned his arms over his head.

Their neediness was evident as they yanked off each other's clothes. They kept getting stuck or twisted up because they were pulling so quickly.

Kyle was even leaner than usual due to wrestling season. Rusty grinned in approval before he started biting his boyfriend's chest.

Kyle sank down to Rusty's hips, swallowing his appendage into his awaiting mouth.

"OH FUCK!"

Rusty forgot all about Kyle's earlier comments.

When Rachel woke up, she was in a tangle of limbs. She was sort of on top of Fritz and somehow spooning with Brenda. The young translator was famished and in need of a shower. The question was how to get up.

She tried to move her arms, but Brenda did not want to free them and her legs were stuck too.

"Brenda!"

"What?" The blonde mumbled.

"I want to get up."

"Why?"

"Food."

"Yum."

Brenda eventually freed the redhead and Rachel was able to slide her legs off the bed.

She sauntered over to the shower and began to survey the damage from the night before. She had bite marks and all over her breasts and hips, mostly from Brenda. There was nothing that would be visible once she was dressed. Brenda was courteous enough to skip her neck.

A few minutes later, she got out of the shower to realize she didn't have her clothes from the night before. They must be in the living room or something. Wanting something to wear just for right now, Rachel swiped one of Brenda's LAPD shirts and put it on.

She then headed to the kitchen and started to make pancakes.

The smell of sugar and bacon roused Brenda out of bed. She put on one of Fritz's FBI t-shirts before coming out to the kitchen.

"You're the best bedmate ever," Brenda declared as she poured herself some coffee.

Rachel laughed as she got the plates ready. "Is Fritz awake?"

Brenda shook her head. "I'll ask him if he wants any food, but I think we wore him out."

"He did get it up several times," Rachel commented.

"Next time we should go to the club that he found. It was a wild time."

Rachel had no idea what Brenda meant by wild time, but if it was wilder than last night than hot damn!

By the time Fritz got up, the girls had already eaten.

"We saved you some pancakes and bacon."

"What?"

"He'll need some more time before he comes back to Earth," Brenda cautioned.