The dress I'd chosen for him was one I'd worn this morning and knew itlooked good. It was a chocolate floral silk chiffon sleeveless dresswith a sweet...eart neckline, frilly hem and a seven inch split in theback of the skirt. It fell to just above his knees and was slightlygathered in the back with a small bow detail. Stooping down I held thedress open for him. He steadied himself with his hand on my shoulder ashe carefully stepped into it. I worked it up over his hips and torso,and then put his. The brunette wore her hair short around her shoulders and pushed back behind her earlobes. The redhead was tall and thin, with freckles in all the important places freckles like to hang out. The black girl was the colour of fine dark chocolate. The Asian girl had the small, just-a- mouthful breasts that I crave the most. Each stood in the hall without a stitch of clothing, hands behind her back.I slammed the door shut.Okay, I know I'm loco, but women are not known for waiting outside my door,. He licked her luscious lips heartily, still staring at me.“MMmmmmm you taste good baby. Your pussy is extra sweet today.” He said teasing me. Gene pulled the girl up onto her knees to face him. She opened her mouth. As he allowed her to blow him he said to me, “Stand over my desk.”“I’m too weak from my orgasm sir.” I replied, trying to persuade him with my open legs to just bury his shaft deep into my warm, juicy pussy.“Fuck me Mr. Lamar!!”I pleaded but he just laughed coldly.“Do what I tell. Then the words I'll never forget...“Do me up the arse, Alan!” I didn't need asking twice. I thought she'd want to go doggy-style and waited for her to get on all fours or something, but she got back into the same lascivious pose on the sofa and said “I want to watch it going in – same position, different hole!” and she smiled at me. I needed to make sure her anus would open OK for me, I didn't know if she was used to anal or not – I certainly had never done it, so I put a couple of fingers up.