We couldn’t even agree on the proposed halftime program for this year. I guess she wanted all singers to refuse to sing. I’m more of a “The show must go on” type of person. To make matter’s worse, she is originally from Boston and is a rabid Patriots fan. I’m a Ram’s fan through and through and have been since I was old enough to look at a TV screen. My parent’s stayed loyal to the Rams when they moved to Saint Louis back in ‘94 and rejoiced when the team saw the light and finally came back to LA three years double penetration ago. Rooting for opposing teams and being from such different backgrounds, we definitely hadn’t planned to watch the Super Bowl together. Then Ms Pearson decided that our entire office should have a week-long “bonding experience” together way out west at a retreat center in Colorado. She chose the first weekend in February to begin our experience because “Nobody wants any of our consulting activity the week leading up to the Super Bowl because they are too wrapped up in the game.” She then laughed and added, “And nobody wants anything the week after because they are too hung over.” We all laughed at her joke when she told us about the retreat, but we grumbled later when we were alone. We continued to grumble even after she assured us group sex that it wasn’t going to cost us anything out of pocket because Pearson Enterprises was chartering a jet both ways and the retreat center was actually her ranchhouse with hundreds of acres of ranchland surrounding it. She said, “I consider it to be my personal retreat center. It’s where I go when I need to get away from people and just be me.” A personal retreat center consisting of a private ranch on the edge of the Medicine Bow Hardcore Sex National Forest sounds almost impossible, but the Pearsons are rich with a capital R. Our company isn’t the only one she owns. Ours is, however, the only company she manages personally. When asked why her corporate office for Pearson Enterprises is located with Pearson Consulting’s business office, she always answers, “I need to be near a national and international air hub, and I prefer to work in an area free of testosterone.” Our offices are located in Atlanta, Georgia, USA, and all people who work for the consulting company mmf are female. It’s not that Ms. Pearson discriminates against men. Oral Sex There are lots of men in her other companies, but this particular company specializes in consulting with and for female-run businesses. We work with many of the top female executives in the world, helping them in their daily battles to get a level playing field in what is– for now– a male dominated world. All 3 of them rubbed my exposed clit and finger fucked me before Tony got out my Ohmibod and pushed it in me. "I like those nipple orgasms, Daddy", she said, "They make me double penetration come so hard, but not too long." Only when my dick is out free can you use your hands. “As you can imagine the situation here in regard to Mona is in deep discussions with several authorities. I wasn't fooling around and was determined to make my point to the lad's mother no matter how embarrassing it might be to me...or her! I wont tell mom Hardcore Sex about this but you have to prose not to try and scare me away from work group sex ever again” "They asked me to cooperate or the pics might end up on the internet." I exclaimed over the sound of the rain and wind. Dempsy started. Jules paused but then agreed ‘OK Chris, I trust you on this, what do we need to do?’ Chad, make a reservation at Vic and Anthony’s. I hear it’s a really great mmf steakhouse. Thankfully the weekend’s weather meant that we had to wear waterproofs for most of the time. She held a small box in her hand. I was in heaven as my hard cock slid down her Oral Sex throat.
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