Just smiled and got her a Hendricks Gin with a slice of cucumber as requested. The conversation continued, I can’t remember the details thereof as I...was mesmerised with her beauty and still shocked that she chose me of all the men at the bar. My eyes kept wondering away from her face, down her silk smooth skin. What shocked me was there is no bra holding up those breasts of hers. They were young and firm enough to do that all by them self. Those 34C's where holding up her dress. One could not. “Well?” he prompted.“Jane wants to see your dick,” I blurted out.“Ha... Ha.” he replied sarcastically.“No, really.”“And I want a blow job.”“Do you even know what a blow job is?”“Well duh...”“Then say it,” I challenged.Mark grew red faced. He's heard guys talking about it but I doubted he'd ever seen it. He probably couldn't imagine a girl doing it to be honest, I know I couldn't. “I don't care. You want to see my dick? I want to see you, too.”“She'll show you her tits but that's it.”“Wha? Wait!. ”I smiled and said, “Please take your time, I will get ready and wait for you.”I waited in the living room, finally Louise and Linda arrived I said, “I only have one yoga mat so you use it and I will use the floor.”We started off with the sun salutation.1 The first asana2 is tadasana (arms freely to the side), moving to urdhva hastasana (arms overhead with the palms together), then you raise your head and look at your hands. The first obstacle was Louise’s breathing so I instructed her, “Hold. My cock was like a club, with the head as big as a misshapened tennis ball. It was a dark, angry purple, jerking around and smacking my belly. It had never been so large or hard! Joyce took one look and turned her back, bending over and ordering me to fuck her. It was actually difficult to penetrate her well used fuckhole but a good shove buried it to my balls. Joyce actually grunted in pain as she reached back to spread herself wider. Linda watched for a couple minutes as I fucked Joyce before.