An end to the affair

Gradually, the four of you untwine, your cock slipping out of Valerie's dripping pussy, letting your spunk ooze out of her. As the girls disentangle Sondra casts a resentful look at Tricia.

"That wasn't part of the deal," she says with an angry pout. "I think you like getting your pussy licked. Maybe you are a dyke."

"Maybe you are too! You were sucking and lapping pretty hard down there, like you couldn't get enough!"

"I wasn't the one who chose to do it. You could have stayed where you were. You wanted it, bitch!"

"Enough," you bark, tiring of the drama. "There has been a lot of truth here, and I think it's time for reconciliation. Are you all prepared to forgive and move on, or do we have to take this to another level?"

Emily nods eagerly, pulling her clothes on and casting a lingering look at Brian. Valerie murmurs her agreement, her doe eyes looking at you. Sondra and Tricia are slower to agree, but mutter assent while looking at each other with ill-concealed dislike.

"Good. This matter is closed. Thank you for coming ladies. Enjoy the rest of your day."

With murmured goodbyes and a few speculative glances the four of them leave the cottage. Valerie is the last to go, and as she leaves she looks back at you with a coy smile, silently mouthing 'I'll be right back' as she closes the door.