I'll borrow one of the guys' cars if I need to go anywhere," I offered. This seemed to suit her. It suited me too. I would surprise her with the Corve...tte, her Corvette, and there would be no need to shop for a car. We dropped the subject and headed home.I knew something was up when Sylvia practically followed us in the back door. She was carrying a round container that I recognized to be a cake box."I'll bet he's glad to see you," Laura said to Sylvia. "You should have seen his expression when. "Nothing wrong with your looks." (A little white lie, but excusable, I thought.)"You're too kind, but I know I'm no great shakes in the looks department," she said."It's not all about looks," I said. "Sometimes it's personality, other times opportunity." So you er ... find me ... um ... attractive John?" she asked, swallowing slightly, her eyes never having moved away from my bulging robe.Dear God! I thought I'm coming 'on' to the vicar's wife."Obviously," I said with a smile. "Part of it is. "Ula, roll over and work their holes. I'm going to work yours." Ula did as I requested. The little slave girls were smiling until I added, "First." Then, they became a little apprehensive.Ula put her hands, one to each of the girls' cunts, and began fingering them. Both of them were wet and two fingers went into each twat easily. I pushed into Ula's wet cunt with my prick and began to slowly fuck her hole with the long strokes that she enjoyed. She had three fingers in each cunt and brought. "Soon, lover, soon. Lick me a little longer!" Wayne stuck his long tongue into the mass of curly hair between her thighs. Cheri gasped at the touch of it, then wailed ecstatically as his long, darting tongue struck deep into the already wet cavity between her plump pussy- lips. Her fingers urged him on. She hugged and squirmed and panted endearments to him. By shuffling her knees apart, she let his tongue rage into and around her cunt, rasping her tingling nerves, caressing her pussy walls and.