I turned, shifting atop her, our pillowy breasts pressing together. Our nipples caressed, tingling delight racing down to my wet pussy. My hot flesh c...enched as the footsteps thudded up the stairs, growing closer and closer. Mommy’s legs parted, mine settling between them, grinding my clit on hers as we writhed together.“I didn’t expect you to leave the sign today,” a deep voice boomed as it came down the hall. “I’m glad you’re back to paying...”The man’s words trailed off. I rolled off Mommy. She laid her head back and closed her eyes. Her fingers found their way to her crotch. She began to stroke the skin on either side of her cunt lips the way Master had in the cab. Brenda thought of the young doorman and what he must have seen while she was getting out of the cab. The look on his face was priceless. Her mind drifted off to the fantasy in the dark parking garage. This time she imagined her Master fucking her from behind while she sucked the doorman’s cock. Her Master was fucking. "No, he knows how to do it. Come on, I'll show you the bag."At three o'clock, Shahia called a stop. "Right, progress check." She sat down with the others and they checked their progress against the grand plan. Things were going well. In fact, so well that Shahia gave them a quarter of an hour beauty break. Lisa smiled, but Chris was stuck."Beauty break? What about me? What do I do?"Shahia looked at him. "Ahh, pretty boy — you need to get your tips bleached." Both Lisa and Shahia burst into. My breathing had quickened as I felt her nearness, as I felt the soft skin of her upper thighs meshing with mine. Becky was breathing faster also, her face flushed. Her boobs heaved up and down softly with the ebb and flow of her respiration."Do the front of my neck," she told me. "And then you can do my legs."I nodded, speechless, cognizant of the painful erection in my shorts. Quickly I greased her neck, forehead, face. She smiled dreamily at my caresses, enjoying them, closing her eyes as I.