I went back down stairs and got supper going.About half an hour later I heard Sally Anne coming downstairs and wondered what she would be wearing. The...door opened and in walked every man's fantasy.Sally Anne had on her schoolgirl uniform. She had a white blouse and tie and very short pleated gray skirt. She had on seamed black stockings that finished well below the skirt with the suspenders straining at them and she had put short white socks on over them and low buckled shoes. She had her hair. “Please kiss me ... down there.”Logan teased her with feather-soft kisses across her inner thighs. “Don’t be shy. Down where?”“I want you to ... to lick my pussy.”“Good girl.” He grinned and lowered his head.“Ah!” Karen cried, her back arching off of the moss as his tongue began to slide up between her folds. Logan explored every part of her dripping sex. It felt like an eternity before his tongue finally parted her lips and dipped into the seething cauldron of her most intimate parts.The. You know I love you too, and totally trust you. I see a solution. Let's pick a man together, one who can satisfy your emptiness inside, and yet one who will add to, not subtract from, what we have together." But, I don't believe a living dildo would work for me," said Sarah."I agree. We need to find someone who can respect what we have together, yet add to what we have together. He must join our relationship, not just for a night, but on-going." Is this possible?" Sarah queried."Is what we have. “I might have looked at you a few times. But, only a handful of times.” The girls just looked at each other and were a little turned on that he was watching them. “Did you like what you saw? Whose body do you like the best?” “You all have pretty nice bodies. I’d be happy with any of you girls.” “Since you have seen our bodies, we should be allowed to see yours. Why don’t you show us your cock? You have seen our breasts and pussies. Why don’t you show us your dick? Maybe you should.