” he said with a smile.The old man took the key and mumbled something under his breath and the door swung open.Jim thanked the old man and entered t...e room.For the most part, it was a normal hotel room. The only oddity was an overstuffed recliner off to one side with a marble slab connected to the arm. Jim looked around and noticed the old man was still at the door.“Interesting chair you have there.” he noted aloud.The old man just gave him a grin. “That’s a special chair. Very relaxing. When. A properly dirty chuckle gurgled out of your mouth as you read my mind. Very quickly you were straddling me, the filthiest grin on your face. I loved that the sense of humor that had connected us was still alive and well. Trapping my arms at my side with your knees you pushed my dress up from the bottom exposing my red lace panties and black stockings. With similar speed, the top of my dress was pushed to my waist and my matching red lace bra straps pushed down my shoulders exposing both. His teeth scraped over a nipple and then his mouth was on my stomach, almost of their own accord my legs parted and I felt his lips on my hairless mound, I moaned with pleasure as I felt him licking at the swollen nub of my clitoris, he pursed his lips and sucked it all the way into his mouth.I squealed and arched my back offering my gaping sex to his mouth. I vaguely remember seeing Jimmy with his fat prick in Sheila's willing mouth and then my brother's tongue slithered in between my sex. I had made sure that I put on the panties, when getting dressed, that morning. I parked my bike on their front porch and causally knocked on the door. Mr. Johnson quickly opened the door, ushered me in and closed the door quickly. He asked me if I was wearing his present, I said yes. He said good I have some other presents for you today. He led me to a bedroom that was all girly pink. He told me to get undressed and started rummaging through a closet. I just stood there watching him. He turned.