Old Man’s Folly Part 2

The girls and I settled into the back of the limo while our driver retrieved the girl’s luggage. Then we headed for the hotel. I had reserved a suite with a monster bed, a hot tub, dining area and very comfortable setting room. After I had tipped the bell hop a hundred and told him to bring up a couple of bottles of champagne I explored the apartment with the girls. The first thing Beca said when she saw the bed was, “Do you thing that’s big enough for the three of us?”

“Lizabeth said, “If we snuggle a lot it will work.” Then she said to me, “Will you excuse us while we freshen up?” and “Here’s something we brought for you to wear.”

Our bellman brought the bubbly for us and after he left I laid the cloths bag on the table and unzipped it. Inside was a sort of formal dinner jacket made out of a red and orange and green tropical flower print, a pair of black boxer shorts and a pair of white sneakers. I tried them on and everything fit perfectly. I poured three glasses of drink and settled back to await their entrance.

I didn’t even have my cock in my hand but still almost shot my load when I saw them. They came slinking out of the bedroom, hands on their hips in the sexist display I had ever seen. Both of them in tight tank tops and g-strings, Lizabeth in black and Beca in white. The tent my hard cock was making was like a circus tent. I had no idea what these girls had cooked up to do to me but I did know I was ready, willing and able. They stood in front of me, wiggling their hips, pushing their tits out and licking their lips. I rubbed up and down their legs with my foot, first Lizabeth and then Beca. They had the most seductive look on their faces that even had we been downstairs in the lounge I would have got on my knees and sucked them.

They settled in, one on each side of me and both attacked my head. Rubbing my face with their hands while they nibbled on my ear lobes and ran their tongues around in my ears.