“No, no, you don’t.” she said softly.We sat silently for a moment and I saw a tear roll down her face.“What’s wrong?” I asked with trepida...ion.“I’m confused,” she sighed. “Seriously confused. Can you excuse me for a moment, please?”“Sure. Are you OK?”She smiled, “Well, in one way, far more than OK! I need to change. My panties are completely soaked from just that kiss!”She got up and went to her room, then went into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she came back to the couch.“What you plan to. Barbara turned her back to the driver so that she could talk to Ken."If you had worn a skirt like I told you to then you probably would have gotten the front seat since you're taller than I am. But you had to wear those linen slacks. Now you are stuck mister whether you are taller than me or not!"Raphael was smiling at the banter going on and also at the nice pair of legs he got to see as the young wife was turned. Somehow he got his hand on her bare knee as she twisted back into her seat. She. After several minutes of stroking her and fucking her with his thumb he said “Oh Mary, this is marvellous. I can smell your cunt from here. Let me taste it” and he pulled his hand out and licked her slick moisture off it, savouring every drop as he looked at her and with an impish grin said “Your turn now.”She knew she had gone too far to stop and, keeping her eye on the door she moved alongside him so that his hand remained touching her and she eased his cock loose. Already he had begun to. He caressed my bum as he walked past. I felt a finger slip between my cheeks and into my cunt. I stiffened, wondering if he would notice the vicar’s nectar! He said nothing but finger fucked me a couple of times. Then, abruptly he whipped his finger from my passage and into my cream and come filled rectum!“Oh you awful dog, he was fucking you in the arse!” He pushed a second finger in and stirred the mess in my bum. A trickle of something oozed out onto my groin. I shut my eyes, I didn’t want.