*****Jackson was waiting by the elevators when Tyler arrived to meet her. Shesmiled halfheartedly."Looking lovely as always, Mr. Hillman," she said. "...hat is one stunnerof a cocktail dress."Tyler ignored the compliment. "Do you have.. your thing? Your privateserver?" he said, trying to stay on-task."Always," Jackson said. She patted the canvas duffel bag slung atop herrolling case, adjusted her glasses and looked at Tyler as the elevatorarrived. "Should I ask what Mr. Rosenthal wanted to. The boy's shoulder length hair flicked round his sagging shoulders as he tried to figure out whom he could call for a ride and where he would spend the night. After tonight’s ultimate screaming match with Aunt Jay, and sneaking out to run away, Kyle knew Auntie Jay was guaranteed to be pissed off to the max. Despite years of reasoning, pleading and whining, Kyle couldn't convince Aunt Jay to let him out of the damned all-boys Christian private school, and living with his maiden aunt's constant. By the time college rolled around, I could drive and had put together my little wardrobe and started dressing fully when my parents were out of town for the weekends. During this time I was able to find more and more information on the Internet - both sexual and non-sexual. It seemed to me that a lot of heterosexual guys liked to dress up. With that information in hand I rationalized my "hobby" as not so weird and just enjoyed myself. Until half an hour ago, I had never ever thought about. "In that case, maybe we should take this somewhere private for now," I decided, leading the group to the suite again.Once we had privacy, Lucy and Ashley hiked up their skirts and bent over to invite their mother and sister to kiss and lick their asses. Erica and Heather didn't hesitate, kneeling gladly to spread the ladies' cheeks and get busy rimming the girls. They did a lot more than kiss ass, much to everyone's excitement, making Lucy and Ashley especially wet as they relished such sensual.