He went to sleep thinking of all he had to do tomorrow.The Limousine dropped Mr. Weeks off at the Estate Agent that BTI had been in contact with by fa... and telephone. They were going to drive him around and show him possible buildings that BTI could buy and set up a facility in. The Estate Agent had no idea what BTI wanted the building for and didn't really care, they just wanted to sell property, and they would sell Buckingham Palace to the Saudis if it went on the market. Mr. Weeks was show. "She grabs them with a shaky hand, obedient to the core, and glides them up silky smooth legs I love to languorously kiss all the way to her trimmed snatch while she's trussed to my bed."Good girl." I jack my shaft. "Now pull them away from your pussy."Realising my intent, her shudder visibly ripples, eyes blazing as she exposes her slit to me. I step into her space, masturbating frantically, aiming above the underwear she holds open.She stiffens as the elevator doors slide shut and the lift. I pretended to be half asleep but shifted, putting one leg over his. ….We slowly scooted closer. I felt it. His hardon tent touching between my legs….I got a wave of warm tingles moving thru my body. I could feel the wetness increasing in my pussy.…..I whispered: (“..whew, it’s hot.”) and started taking off my bra. ….I don’t know if he was peeking or just sensed I was taking my bra off, but his hardon got real ridged now. I took his hand and held it between my tits as I pretended to try to. I peek in maybe a minute later and see Mare aiming a big soft cock while he pees. His next words were "Now get working on some morning wood girl." She eagerly drops to her knees and gets to work. "Did I say girl? Plural. Girls!" So here we are still in street clothes getting a big cock bigger.He is taking our tops off, when finished he pulls up Mare and says "Get comfy in that bed" and he closes the bathroom door. Whispering in my ear "I'm going to get her rocks by making her a little.