He could make out his cock and scrotum through the sheer front panel as when Jason modeled them for him. They felt like a second skin on him. His hand...now went to caress his cock through the fabric. 'Fuck that feels nice, it nearly feels like I've lubed myself up,' he thought. He pulled his hand off himself, he didn't want to get hard just yet. He removed the underwear, tossed them onto the bed and turned again to the bag. Taking the package containing the cock rings he noticed the jingling. Maisie had arranged for local masseurs to visit in the afternoon as a "standard outcall" and was banned from the room as Rebecca oversaw the nervous ladies getting a gentle massage from some incredibly sexy masseurs while Maisie and I had to "lecture" half-a-dozen reluctant men, while we wore white togas.Maisie was brilliant and had organised so much of the experience by herself. Towels and togas, each colour-matched to their partner, and their allocated suite, awaited for the gentlemen on the. .the forceful stroke while he grabbedmy nipples through my dress...I could feel myself getting wet at the merememory of it.. “Sarah?” he smiled. I smiled back. We hadn’t spoken sinceand we worked on the same floor. I had even stopped going to the coffee machinefor fear of the awkward encounters. “Listen, I just wanted to talk about the other night” hesaid lowering his voice so that my temporary assistant wouldn’t hear justoutside the door. “I’m sorry it happened.” I interjected before. "If you're going to fuck my ass, then pull on my hair. I grabbed a large amount of hair and pulled as I plunged into her hole again. "Harder!"Lynnette cried. As I pushed in I yanked hard on hair. Her head jerked back. "Yes! That's it!" I continued to pound her ass until she begged for me to stop. I finished by jerking off onto her lower back. We fell asleep for a couple hours. I awoke and showered off. I came back to bed as the sun was rising. She was on her back. I slipped up between her legs.