It felt fucking amazing to have an orgasm. I got cleaned up and then took a shower. Once I was finished, I wrapped a fluffy towel around myself and th...n walked over by the stairs. “Anthony, it’s time to get me dressed. Julian will be here in about an hour.” “Yes, dear I’m coming.” Anthony went into my lingerie draw and pulled out a red lacy bra, red thong, red garter, nude thigh high stockings, and black heels. He helped me put on all the lingerie. Next he went into my closet and grabbed a. Some had brought more than one with them. Most of the women were between twenty-five and thirty, and very attractive. As I suspected these rich elite men had kept their younger women at home, only willing to share their older slave girls.All of their owners were over fifty years of age, some in their sixties, and all looked very wealthy too.So I seemed to be the youngest man here at forty-one years of age, and Helena was probably the oldest pleasure-slave girl here. She certainly had the. As he reached for his jogging suit, he noticed I was staring at him. He put the suit back and came to where I was sitting and as he stood in front of me, his erection was mere inches from my face. ‘Tim, why are you staring at my hard-on?’ I could feel my face turn bright red and yet all I wanted was lean over and kiss the tip of his penis. He must have read my mind as he instructed me to take him out of his boxers. I knew what I was doing was wrong and yet my desire was stronger than my moral. She curls and twists an in no time does she manage to suck it up her pussy. She starts riding it vigorously. Her juices are dripping down the stick. I can't help but stroking my cock at this time. This is hotter than the best fantasy I ever had. I pull it out. Can you please fuck me NOW. I want the real thing. I want your cock. While I ponder what to do, I see the door to the rooftop open slightly. I see the shadow of my other male colleague masturbating. Nick startles when he sees me. I wave.