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- I decide to put on my grey suit with the dark maroon tie and light pink shirt. My shoes and belt are still shined up from the last time I wore them. “John, where’s Sharon?” I ask. “Oh, she left about 15 minutes ago in her new car,” John tells me. In my head, that means John, Dakota, Jill and I are going to the Hawk in Jill’s new car. It only takes about 15 minutes and Jill and Dakota are both ready. They are stunning and they both smell so darn good that I must be careful, or I’ll be sporting a hard-on all day. Not that they would mind, but it might be embarrassing if the investment group saw me with a hard-on. As we are all assembled, we head out to Jill’s car. John big titts dream and Dakota get in the back seat. Jill takes the driver’s seat and of course, by process of elimination I get the front passenger seat. Jill starts the car and off we go. She races through our Dream Job little subdivision street heading out Teenie Dream towards the interstate. According to the GPS the trip is only supposed to take 45 minutes, but as she speeds up on the interstate, the time factor keeps dropping. Jill parks on the second floor of the parking garage so we may walk across into the building and up to the top floor, our floor. CHAPTER 3 When the elevator dinged for the top floor, we all got off. There stood my darling, Sharon, ready to take us to the large conference room. Inside the room, everything that I had asked for was displayed there. John asked me if he’s allowed to have every mans dream a doughnut. I told him, of course, he may have a doughnut, but please be careful and not drop anything on the suit. He takes several napkins and sets the pastry down on the conference table before grabbing a little jug of white milk. Sharon leans into my ear whispering, "I love my new car. You are such a great boss, wait until I get my hands on you again tonight," she says. “That sounds wonderful,” I say back. I hear the elevator bell ring. Sharon leaves the room and comes back several minutes later with wet dream masturbate 8 people. Two women, one Caucasian, and one Asian. The men where mostly white but there was one black man in the mix. Introductions are made and we offered them seats. “No. But I don’t have experience in this field.” Brigit thought back to what she’d seen, heard, and read about prostitutes in the States. Tongue down my throat, which really turned me on and gave me an instant erection. Now come on no more excuses.” He grabbed my palm and literally dragged me. She was a lesbian. I lay on the bed as she took off my shirt. "So mind if I could give it a try, want to see what this taste is like." The Libertine with the French Doctor mask plagued her thoughts. The sight simply shocked Ron. "To Dream Job be a big titts dream doctor in Sri Lanka, or a quant or whatever abroad." I used my cell phone and every mans dream photographed the contents of two random bags I pulled from the pile. My blue hair curtained her wet dream masturbate face as I Teenie Dream guided her with my hands, bringing our female forms together in a sensuous dance.
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