"That would be wonderful, Ricky," she said.We made sweet and gentle love that night, and slept very well.The next morning, Marty called in to work and... told them he would be in late. We went to the bank and got $9,000 in cash from my equity money. I transferred $1,000 to Marty's account for payment for the plows and previous shipment.Sherry and I headed back to Clayton.We arrived with no problems.All my wives came running out hugging and kissing. They all started talking ninety miles and hour. My cock jumps and I feel her shift her weight into me more as she clutches me even tighter to her. "Daddy...Daaa...ddy...mmm," she whimpers out and I can feel her lip quiver against my skin. Fear grips me because she sounds so erotic for some reason to my ears. I panic and tense up even more disgusted at my twisted lust. "Fuck! Why does her hair have to smell so goddamned good!" I yell inside my own head. I shut my eyes very tight and hold my breath so I can at least stop smelling her damn. I chose a pair of red panties and pulled them over my now stiffening little cock.“Here are some other things you will now be wearing when I tell you to do so."She had purchased a black teddy, a camisole, lots of stockings and pantyhose, heels, and other items.She told me to go fix us a drink and go into the den that she would be in there shortly.While I was in the kitchen fixing the drinks, I opened the cabinet to put something in the trash and noticed some crumpled gift wrapping paper which. Slowly I moved my fingers into her gash, finding her tunnel to paradise and moving first one, then two, and then three fingers in and out. She started to co-ordinate her mouth moving up and down my cock with my fingers moving in and out of her pussy. Her mouth was working my cock in a way that made me want to scream and forcing me to hold back as I struggled to keep the car going in one direction. It was to no avail, as Rachel bucked hard against my hand, obviously having an orgasm, she bit.