“The Kraft building downtown. Mark Newberg’s real estate office.” “Yes, sir. Traffic might be a bit difficult as there is an issue on the 101 so to avoid it, I’ll take the surface streets, might add about 10-15 minutes but it will save about an hour in the long run.” Fred says to me. “That’s great Fred. Let’s go.” Dakota was sitting right next to me in the back of the car. I could smell her delicious perfume. It was definitely a distraction. Here I was trying to think about business and my mind kept drifting over to ravaging her delicious delicate body. Fred was correct. It did add about 10 minutes to our drive but that really wasn’t much at all. He parked us in front of the main doors to the Kraft building. We got out and he said he would wait close by and to just text him when we’re ready to leave. Dakota and I went in anime to the building and met with their security. They told us that Mark’s company was on the 38th floor. Dakota and I took the elevator up. On the way, I leaned into her and kissed her, wrapping my arms around her pulling her tightly to me. No underwear, that’s cool, Bernie thought. Tegan squeezed through to sit in the chair furthest from the door, wearing her dress. Scott was only behind the wall in the adjacent resort room. My pussy dripped with more of anime Azra's cum. He lifted his chin, not withering beneath her anger. Crap. I could hear the first punters - oblivious of me & their part to play. She could see a slight amount of blood leaking out and could feel how full she was inside. Even with all this pain she was trying to give him as much pleasure as she could saliver was dripping from her lips. “I bet it is,” Cherri gasped.