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“If you would like to place your orders at the bar and then follow me. Oh…” he added after a small pause, “all drinks are on the house tonight.” Rachael jumped up squealing and gave Jack a big hug, the quiet and shy girl I first saw on Wednesday was now a distant memory as this stunning, playful woman followed Jack to our table. It was the first time I’d gotten a real look at her since her arrival. A plaid red-chequered skirt propped up a silky looking white strapless top which showed a decent amount of cleavage. The swell of her chest, much more obvious tonight than it had been before, hinted at a c cup bust which defied gravity. A pair of white high heeled sandals finished the ensemble to perfection. She looked stunning. I turned back to Jess, still smiling, leaning against the bar. She looked equally radiant in a tight blue velvet dress that ended well north of her knees, the V neck sinking deep between her beautiful breasts which I could clearly remember from our last encounter and the contours of the body that had writhed against me were easy to see beneath the material. Her wavy hair flowing over her shoulders like lava and her hypnotic green eyes staring playfully back into mine. “Rachael and I have had some very interesting conversations about you, stud” she said with a smile. “all good I hope” I replied with exaggerated modesty “Let me put it this way…” she said before seductively stepping towards me, “I wasn’t exaggerating when I said she was going to be excited about tonight, she almost broke a nail fingering herself when I told her about us and the fucking you gave me” Im not japanese one to get embarrassed, but she giggled when I started blushing. “I just hope you show her as good a time tonight as you showed me on Wednesday. Now, No more flirting, you’re all hers tonight.” I gave her my best courtly bow and – when our drinks had been served – followed her swaying ass to our table. Rachael and Jack were in deep conversation as we approached, his booming laugh still easily audible over the loud music. Jack was looking more relaxed and as we approached and even manged to flash us a smile which almost looked genuine. I wondered if he and Jess had slept together and it had ended badly. Or, worse, did he have a thing for Jess and didn’t appreciate her taking me home. Neither option was good in my mind and I knew I’d have to get it out of him pretty soon. My chance came fifteen or so minutes later when the ladies excused themselves to the bathroom, I never understood what was so interesting in there that they needed company but the eternal mystery of women meant I would never know. I took my chance. “Jack, what’s up with you and Jess? Is there anything I should know?” I asked leaning closer to him. “No man, it’s all good” He replied, trying in vain to play it down. “I saw that look on your face when she walked in, that was anything but good.” I pressed. He looked around nervously, trying to make sure that the ladies weren’t on their way back. “look, its nothing,” he said leaning back in close enough to me to be able to speak at a normal volume, when I raised my eyebrows at him he sighed. “Okay, let’s just say that she has some… interests… in this place,” he gestured to the rest of the room, “and as you can tell from earlier, things aren’t going as well as I’d like. She’s acting all Big Tits normal now, but I know she’s pissed.” Money asian troubles. I bet loads of people never met their soulmates. “Take your time making up your mind. The guy in charge came up behind me. He started running his hand up and down my stockinged legs. I moaned, japanese desperately resisting the urge to squeal with lustful passion. The day trickled away and Katherine and Ethan both independently wondered if this not knowing, this fear of what was to come was the penance they had been given to pay, or perhaps just the first part of a larger sentence. Before she could react, he grabbed Grace's breast and fondled it, squeezing a sensitive nipple between two rough fingers. I dropped it. When I look back at these early years of my asian masturbation addiction, I remember going to sleepovers and touching myself while laying next to my young friends. "Sure thanks Jace." Please come here. She kneaded my rump like I massaged hers. The house was almost dark, as the lights were switched off and the curtains were drawn on the large windows of the kitchen and the hall. Oh my. She was shaved except for a slight landing strip of red hair. He slammed himself forward, sheathing his cock in her silken folds, and held himself there, so deep. 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