Bruce's sense of exposure peaked as the door of the penthouse was opened and he found himself surrounded by a horde of impeccably dressed women and se...eral female supervisory staff. They were mostly middle-aged and each seemed to give off their own air of mature authority as they smiled and sneered at him, as though he were no more than an item of livestock. Standing at the other end of the lounge and central to the leering women either side, was Ruth who wore a black silk dress, belted. I opened the box and pulled out 2 items. I was confused. I looked at the package to see if they came with 2 pairs, but it only said 1 pair of stockings. I held them up and realized I didn't have a pair of pantyhose - I had a pair of stockings. I just rolled my eyes, and began to try to put them on. I quickly realized that they were not going to stay up."Sue, how the heck am I supposed to wear these stockings? They won't stay up?" I cried out.Sue came into the room, "Sorry, I forgot you would. At the other end Emily was bouncing away with their arms interlocked for balance, both gleaming at the sight of each other, Jean seeing her daughter riding my cock while Emily seeing her mother riding my face, its what dreams are made of.My tongue was getting busy on Jeans wet pussy with my nose up her arse as she rode my face and like Emily I found out that she squirts, her whole body shook as she filled my mouth with her sweet juices and this must have spurred Emily as it wasn’t long before. He finally stopped before a wide, elegant door of dark mahogany. A gold plaque in its middle gleamed, the words "Charles Remmer, Esq." inscribed in flowing black script.Now Diane truly felt like she was about to step into a tomb.The guard hesitated, as if he felt the same bad vibe he had only just a moment ago dismissed. "Well, um, this is the place. I suppose it's probably none of my business what you'll be doing here."He looked expectantly among the three. Diane hoped either Ned or Richie.