“Damn, Scooter, uh sorry, I mean Sara,” he said.“You can call me Scooter if you like.”She kicked off her heels and then hopped up onto the cus...ioned bench and stood with her bare feet on either side of him and her cunt inches from his face. She looked down into his eyes.“You like to eat pussy, Charlie?”He nodded and croaked an ‘Uh Huh’.“Good,” she said. “Eat mine.” She put her glistening gash to his lips.He licked her labia and sucked on her swollen clit. When she felt him tongue-fucking her. ..Oh why, oh why ... oh why?That they even met was a serendipitous event and yet somehow so typical. Was their meeting a contradiction? She thought often thought so. John Johnson was 66, married and the CEO of the company and Sarah ... she was 30, divorced and had just left a bad relationship when she was hired as a high level department head that reported directly to John. The rest, as they say, was history.For the first three months Sarah worked there was nothing but strict professionalism in. Every time I called her, she encouraged me to visit her in the kiss booth again. But that was an expensive dead end, and if I kept going back for whatever she offered, I would have started to hate myself. If this was the most I could get out of the bar scene in Korea, after hitting it up three to four times a week for months with my pal Mark, then clearly it wasn’t for me. So, I naturally fell into the habit of hitting up one of the most alluring and heavenly venues Korea can offer to a nerdy,. . more licking!” Rachel insisted, as she reached around and pushed her former supervisor’s head back where it belonged.“Exactly!” Gavin Mitchell agreed while plowing Joanna from behind.“Now, remember, Joey and Melanie’s wedding is at three pm. We don’t want to be late for it. Proper Catholic wedding mass and all that jazz. What would the priest think if he knew that Dina just gave birth to her own brother’s baby?” Ross laughed as he fucked Nora, Chandler’s mother, yet again.“Speaking of which,.