I did as I was told and turned around, slowly as my pants were still around my ankles. Once my backside was facing them I felt Dad's hand massaging my...asscheek. It felt really good. “He's got a beautiful ass,” Uncle Dan said. “Feels even more beautiful inside,” Dad said. Then I felt Dad's hands on my waist, moving me closer to the bed until I was facing it. I bent over, spreading my legs, starting to like the attention. Dad placed his hand on my cheeks and spread them, and I felt his tongue. Subtle lighting lit the rooms efficiently to allow for a romantic setting. Matt had stayed there only once, on a business trip. This time he was paying, and that type of quality didn’t come cheap. It would be no ordinary meeting, but then, Emma was no ordinary woman. Emma was special in more ways than one. She was a lot younger than Matt, by almost twenty-five years and she had a mind that could put any porn industry in Hollywood out of business. Emma oozed sexuality and she knew it. She was. As soon as I sat down, Carly started to scratch her upper thigh again. Like before, I got a fabulous view of her leg, all the way to the waist, and as before, the skirt hiked up and I got a little peak at the panties. Jack might have been ignoring the exposure, but I sure wasn't. Carly looked at the front of my shorts to be sure she was having the desired effect. She was.When Tadd left, Carly asked me to move down one so she could rest her legs on the stool between us. She put both of her legs. Chloe was taller and slim hipped, with a chisel of dark hair--just the way I liked them. Such a perfect distillation of what I liked that in the pause before she said yes, I was like a construction of heart attacks collapsing.Lori was at least half a foot shorter than Chloe, blond and far curvier. She looked like a doll that should be wearing a cheerleader outfit. She had in fact gone that juvenile career route, which she continued into college on such a scholarship, until she got way more.