The night of the cookout arrived, which was hosted at one of my supervisor's homes. He had a large house on several acres with an expansive back patio... plenty big for the forty to fifty people that came. Spouses and dates were invited as well so most of the people older than me were married or brought their significant other. I drove myself, not having a date, and brought my own drinks to sip on. It was almost May and the weather was hot during the day but cooled off significantly after dark.. We spent the night cuddling and kissing, her flat chest against mine and with our arms around each other, all whilst she held our dicks together and wanked us both. We both stayed hard for hours, and neither of us came, and after some time, we fell asleep in each others' arms. At around 3 am we woke up again, and immediately began kissing and holding. Our dicks became hard again, and we took turns in wanking us both together. We did this for some hours and then fell asleep again, waking up at. They would have been proud of him now, leading a new company to what he believed would be success in the Rehome colony.He had managed to negotiate a deal with the rail network, based on numerical throughput rather than on parcel volume or mass, with a limit of five kilogrammes per parcel. The accepting rail stations would simply count the number of company parcels to be sent on the train to Metropolis, and ensure none were too heavy. Anything larger would be priced as a one-off, so accordingly. Her stunning face and large body had me wondering of I might be able to interest her in more than tax advice.During my last tryst with Kathleen she had tactfully let me know that, while she was delighted with the fun we had together, she was not in the market for a committed relationship and, while she looked forward to continuing to meet for recreational sex, she intended to pursue other interests with the understanding that I was free do the same. Thus, having agreed to her declaration of.