I had had a fling with one of the bar staff earlier that week, a young stallion, very satisfactory. On my last night staying there I was as horny as hell. I returned to the bar and sat on a bar stool, ordering drinks and flirting outrageously with the guys and the customers. I had boots n short leather skirt with a t shirt over my basque and stockings.
One of the customers, Jed, an older guy I had been chatting to overheard my invite to my young stallion who politely asked if another staff member could join. “Of course” was my reply.
Jed was clearly up for some fun asked me if he could join the party too. Well he was an older guy, 70 I guessed, and I wondered whether he would be able to keep up. No harm if he joins in, I thought.
So, after last orders I retired to my room. Jed joined me first with the door slightly ajar. Jed was all over me, his tongue straight down my throat. His hand were everywhere, truly like an octopus. I wondered if his cock was squid like, odd things pop into your mind at times like this. I needed to calm him, so I pushed him onto the bed and started to undress him.