If I was a billionaire, I’d have a big party at my multi-floor mansion. Cocktail party, beautiful women in dresses with drinks. I’d invite the hottest girls I’ve ever had crushes on. All of them. All dressed as hot as they can be for me. Thinking of meeting me and wanting me. My highest floor is a private area overlooking the city. Warm night in California. I have a special elevator that goes there. Unbelievably sexy models strut around the dark lit floor in black lingerie. That silky textured lingerie. Sexy girls all over. Black high heels. There are beds and couches where the women lay and kiss each other. Topless and addicted to sex like constant aphrodisiacs. Sybaritic need for sexual luxury.
My servant brings my two favorite girls up. They were personally invited. My 2 crushes from long ago. When I fantasized about sex with them. They’re all dressed up in sexy little dresses and dark eye liner. Kind of intimidated by what I’ve accomplished. They look thirsty. Like they want to fuck. I invite them in the room with the models and let them know what’s going to happen. Two beautiful brunette models walk over to me and start rubbing my cock in front of them. They want to be doing the same.