Her perfect breasts with tiny pink nipples,her long legs,her firm ass and most of all her sweet nectar producing pussy.I was about to cumm when i felt...something soft hit my face.Startled,i opened my eyes to see Rachael standing in front of me wrapped just in a towel.She ordered"Cumm in my panties,slave"I wasn't sure about that,i had never jerked in front of anyone but then Rachael did something to convince me.She said "Maybe this would help "and dropped her towel becoming completely naked.With. I felt her clench her buttocks when the tip of my finger touched her clit and she moaned into my mouth. Jesus she was exciting.Sasha responded to my intimate caress by kissing me harder, her mouth open against mine, her tongue active. Warm breath wafted against my cheek. She humped her stomach against my erection, her sweet buttocks flexing. A shudder shook her. She humped again, rubbing my erection, my fingertips sliding over her panty-covered pussy caressing her, rubbing her, encouraging. “Please.” “Tell me what you want.” It wasn’t an order. All Sam wanted was to please her—to make her smile as she had in that dreary law office just two days ago. “I don’t know. Yes, I do,” she said in a stronger voice. “Make love to me, Sam. Hold me and pretend you’ll never let go.” “No pretending, honey. You’re mine, and I’m going to prove that any way I can.” “Sam?” “Yes?” “Can I brush my teeth first?” Chuckling at the pleading look on her face, he moved to the sink and squeezed some. Once the doors opened to the fourth floor, I was met by a concierge where my identification was certified and my membership to the Fifth Floor was confirmed. I couldn’t help but think of the irony in the couple of minutes I was waiting. The power brokers on the third floor, not to mention the playboys and girls of the second floor thought their membership to the Club was exclusive with their dues ranging from $25K to nearly $250K a year. My membership to the Fifth Floor however was absolutely.