She let him feel her up for a minute or two and then leaned back into her office chair as he began unfastening the three big buttons holding the blaze... closed. He opened the blazer up and leaned in to suck on her tits and nipples and then stood and presented his cock to her face. She fist pumped him slowly until he was fully hard and then out of the blue asked him if they could discuss her promotion. I chuckled to myself at the sight of Cherry negotiating with her boss while holding his stiff. Star not only listened to but performed that abhorrent din. Shinku refused to even honor the rap by referring to it as music. It was no more music than a recording from a battlefield. He was also a martial arts genius. Shinku met him at the California Karate Championships in two thousand six and watched him soundly defeat a man who should have been his better. By every measure he shouldn’t even have been at the tournament at all, a mere green belt competing with second and third degree black. So I tried to keep my thoughts pure and unwavering from what I should be thinking of. Olivia’s parents both loved me, and mine loved her. It was always really easy for us to hang out, I was 17 and she was 14. I was a junior in high school. I’m about 5’9” with the classic blonde hair and blue eyes. I was one of the girls that never got hit on however, I was about 180 pounds and I never thought of myself as pretty. What I thought was strange is I had large breasts, D cup and still didn’t get. Granted, it’s not cold enough to ski but it is definitely chilly enough for this to be a romantic weekend for Layla and I. Which was needed after having my wife watch us fuck like animals the weekend before. We needed space.We’re driving up together since it’s such a long trip. Layla is wearing leggings and an oversized sweater and her hair is in a messy curly braid to one side of her neck. I had told her the night before to dress comfortably since it’s a four-hour drive and she took that in.