One said I wouldn't mind fucking her, so what about us all fucking you, I don't know if I should do that, sounds like you fancy the idea, I don't know... well think about it, ok I will, we gets dry and she puts her dressing gown on, I puts one of her dressing gown on and go downstairs, She standing there making the tea so I put my hand on her arse and says take it off and walk round with nothing on, I want to see your cunt out and ready and them tits ready to suck, so she puts it on the chair I. A room that will really drive women wild." The Djinn nodded his head and the apartment suddenly looked like a crossbetween something out of GQ and S And M Monthly. There was a rotating bedwith a mirrored ceiling and all types of sex toys scattered about. Thewalls were covered in sort of a leopard print. There was a well stocked barin the living room area and a big screen TV. His posters of Jenny McCarthystill lined the room, but now they were framed and signed with a suggestivesaying above. He pulled his throbbing cock from his sisters mouth and turned around to settle his hips between her legs. With a groan of satisfaction, he pushed into her wet and willing pussy, feeling her inner muscles clamp down on him as he slowly sank his full length into her. They moved together in the same age old rhythm of men and women through the millennia, reveling in the sensuousness and pleasure of their bodies united. Neither one remembered to keep their noise down, and neither heard the slight. "We've been expecting you." A pleasure," Linaker replied. He possessed enough class to stare straight into her emerald eyes even though he longed to let his gaze linger over the luscious curves of her body. She was stunning, and Linaker was a man used to the company of beautiful women."Follow me," the girl said. "Mr Koontz has arranged for the VIP room to be at your disposal.VIP, Linaker smiled. Exactly as it should be.The walls were upholstered in soft black velvet and lit with an intimate red.