I knocked hard upon the door.“Entrez,” A deep male voice said from within, and even I understood that to mean come in.I opened the door and saw a ...balding gentleman dressed in a grey suit sitting behind an elegant dark wooden desk. He regarded us curiously as we entered with our rather large party. He looked to be close to retirement-aged, and unlike the secretary, he at least had on a welcoming smile. His office was quite spacious, and it had a beautiful windowed view of the small park across. Both of the women were watching a really hot porno. I knew then and there that their snatches were dripping wet, my breathing picked up. I sat there between them breathing the strong pheromones trying to make sure my stiffening dick did not show. I knew they were turned on and that I had total control of my sister but how was I going to get Heather?The woman on the TV was taking it up the ass now. The dude's massive cock looked as big as the tube on the vacuum. The woman was making more noise. .." Martin, please," I interrupted."Okay, Martin, I would have to admit that you are just as much an African-American as I am." I never really thought about it like that," I replied with a grin."It's true!" she said. "But you don't know what you are asking for with that mask..." Her voice trailed off and looked me in the eye, hard. Then she ran her gaze over me from my head to my feet, like a general inspecting a soldier's haircut, uniform and shoeshine. She seemed to make up her mind about. I was relieved that she did not see my boner, cause that would have been embarrassing.She stood up and told me that she had to fetch a fresh shirt for herself from her bedroom, horny as I was, my first thought was to go after her and maybe sneak a peak at her boobs, just thinking about her big tits made me so hard that I started to touch myself. Being trapped in my horny thoughts I did not realize that she has reentered the room. I blushed so hard, I think my face must have looked like some.