"Sure, come on in." If she posed any threat at all to me it was only to cause my ever-present morning erection to hang around a little longer. She gav... me such a quizzical look up and down that I was afraid it was sticking out of the front of the robe.I guess it wasn't, because she said, "OK, I'm not supposed to come in but unfortunately yours is a long form so it will take about 30 minutes to complete and it's very hot here in the sun."I ushered her into the apartment, turned on some lights. "Why did you tell her you wanted to fuck me?" I asked as she began to grind down on me. Ronnie smiled. "Because daddy. She thought she was going to fuck you first. So I called dibs." I had a look of shock on my face. "She wants to fuck me?" Ronnie ground down even harder on my cock. "Yes daddy." She thinks you're hot and wants to lose her virginity to you. I told her she could, but only if I got you first." I smirked. "You're gonna share me?" She smiled bigger, "Do you want me to share. You get louder, grinding your pussy into my face. "Oh...Oh God!...Oh!...Oh yeah!..."Then you pause, catching your breath. " I want you." So I stop, and then stand in front of you releasing your hands and you immediately go for my zipper, unbutton my jeans to reveal nothing on underneath just my erection that you take into your hand and you look up, your eyes meeting mine and you smile. "What do you want?" I say. Looking into my eyes you respond "I want you inside me". So I move in closer, with. However, my dinner was on the kitchen table; Katie and Christine were obviously eating in the dining room. And apparently, enjoying one of my best bottles of wine with their meal. Not that I’m really a wine drinker, much preferring a good pint of real ale. But my employers have an agent in France, with whom I’ve always got along with extremely well. He’s got his own vineyard and - although I no longer cover the European operation - he nearly always hunts me out when he’s in the country with a.