Now. Take me home, damn you!"She was a natural blonde. Unless had she dyed her pubic hair too. But he had no attention to spare for inane speculation ...ecause he had to maintain discipline. To keep chanting the poetry. Every time he stopped, she seemed to get distracted, to lose interest. Right now she was kneeling astride him, and the sight of his organ disappearing into the darkness of her, then emerging... made it hard to remember... the cadence... the syllables... but he had to keep. Finally it was after one pm. I gave him time to get home and bath. Then just before half past one I parked in the driveway. Paul opened the door and I knew I still wanted him. “Hi,” I said as I stepped in. “Hello,” was his reply with a quick kiss. He wanted to go to the kitchen and I went and sat on the long couch in the living room. He asked if I wanted some coffee and I replied no thank you, I’m fine for now. So we chatted for awhile. Then he said he was glad I texted him, because he was. I asked them what was happening and Lynn said "we want to show you our appreciation for taking us to dinner" By the time she finished saying that my jeans hit the floor, Lynn, Lisa, and Lena backed away from me about five paces and began undressing one another. The started grinding and dancing like they had years of experience doing this. They all three were totally naked standing in front of me asking which I would like first. My cock rock hard and my tongue hanging to the floor with these. -Mine it's a woman's ass, can't resist a good ass.I smiled and asked:-What do you think of mine?-One day when I was coming home for Lunch you were bending over the oven, wearing tight jeans and I must tell you I loved your ass.-You sick man. I said laughing. -You could show me. So I can have a better opinion.-Come on Richard we've already gone too far.-Ok, but could you just bend over, dressed? I think it's fair you've seen my dick I should get some reward.-You guy's are all the same.I got on.