Lusty Professor Tina Tyler Deliciously Munching On Her Juvenile Lover's Meatpole

It’s not that Ms. Pearson discriminates against men. 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. We are also the go-to company for training middle and upper management– male and female– to understand the systemic biases against women in most businesses. Men will usually listen to a female consultant, but because of past bad experiences, high-level women don’t want anything that even accidentally sounds like mansplaining. So, an all female staff is necessary for the company. No men doesn’t mean that there are no alpha personalities. Let’s just say that, if we were men, the testosterone would be overflowing out the windows. All twenty-two women in our office are very hard-driven and dedicated. We can also all be somewhat bitches in our own right, and as section heads, Charlotte and doggystyle I are the baddest bitches in the room. That makes us a rather difficult group to manage and keep focused on our task... which is making money for Pearson Enterprises. Ms Pearson– nobody EVER calls her Joyce and no one had better EVER call her Big Dick Mrs. Pearson– Ms Pearson had noticed that there was tension building in our office. “What authority do I have,” she said, sounding upset, “to tell others how to create harmony– or at least order– in their businesses when I have such strife in my own office.” That led to two or three big meetings to talk about interpersonal tensions and relationships. But when every single one of us is a specialist in resolving such problems... and a blowjob bitch... and everyone already knows all the methods and tricks for bringing about unwilling compromise, both meetings devolved into barely restrained chaos as we growled at each other, “Don’t you dare try that shit on me.” or “No, I wouldn’t like to say more about that!” The manure really hit the ventilator, so to speak, when the Rams and the Patriots ended up facing each other in the Super Bowl... and it was going to be played in Atlanta! With our trash talking all season, everyone knew that the Rams were my team and the Patriots were Charlotte's. Our constant bantering, and all the local hoopla for the game, helped the rest of the office coalesce behind one or the other of us. Surprisingly, some of the women in my section sided with Charlotte and some of the women in her section sided with me. The turncoats were about balanced out, though, so it still ended up a perfect 50-50 split with ten women siding with her and ten women siding with me. Things were starting to get nastier and nastier in the office as February 3 approached. It was obvious that if that’s how we were at work, there was no way we could all be together in one place for the game. Two Super Bowl parties was the plan of the day. Charlotte was going to party with “her girls” at a local hotel. I was going to be a little more public about it and put down a deposit on a party room at a sports bar downtown. Evidently Ms. Pearson found out about our plans because that’s when she called the whole office together and said that we were all going out west with her for two weeks. I had never heard of Clark, Colorado before. I had to run my map program almost all the way in before it showed up, let alone any of the roads around it. Her ranch is almost straight east of there right along the border with the national forest. She has a special permit to keep Bison so there is an unbelievably high and strong double fence surrounding most of the property. On the plane out, she told us that there are only a dozen or so Bison and they are actually just an excuse for the strong, high, electrified fence. “I like my privacy,” she said with a sly smile, “and I know how to get it and keep it.” She also evidently liked to stay in touch because when we got to the ranch, there were seven large communications dishes on top of the hill pointed to various parts of the sky. Several ranchhands helped carry our suitcases into the house. I noticed that they were all women... very strong and hard-looking women, but women none-the-less. “You will be two to a room,” Ms. Pearson said cheerily as we got off the bus she had chartered to bring us from the Denver International Airport. Not surprisingly, Charlotte and I were assigned to the same room, and the other twenty women were also assigned so that there was one from each side in each room. “There are two queen beds in each room,” Ms Deliah added as we filed into the huge ranchhouse. Ms Delia was Ms Pearson’s personal assistant and was as strict about her name as her boss was. “It’s Mizz Deal-E-uh,” she told me sternly my first day on the job. “There is no ‘sir name,’ I am not a sir.” Office gossip was that her name ended in “son” cumshot Blowjobs and so she didn’t want to use it. Others thought it must have contained the word “man.” I, personally, was betting on Manson. I don’t think Ms Deliah likes men, but then again, I’m not sure she likes women. You look beautiful and I marvel at your perfect shape, unblemished, pristine and fucking me. That brought the game of truth or dare to an end and we all just sat there in silence for a while before we started drinking and Blowjobs talking again. I asked Allie as she stood up. Are you backing out of our deal?” My lips were swollen and all wet and shiny. Anna now looked the part, of the dog's bitch and the two brothers now distrusted each other and thought only of themselves. Lance looked down as his wife wrapped her hand around him. I didn’t look back. “Absolutely!” I sit down on the floor as Sandy gets up, she takes off her blowjob Emily then kneeled again. "Yeah, that sounds pretty crazy alright. But I didn't cumshot plan on getting anything here. “How about Sarah?” I asked as I lock the door behind me, following him to his car. Just as she arrived at the center of Susanna's universe, Anita turned her Big Dick body and slid on top of her very excited sister. At the time, I assumed that his thick, furry sheath was his penis. I expect you to make yourself convenient and accommodating to me in every way." I smiled and felt a new sense of encouragement to continue so I put my doggystyle hand right over her bare breast and this time she didn't lurch away. With a tear in his eye he informed Marsha that the property would be going on the market. I and Shikha had planned to meet in Goa and I had already booked a double-bed room in a good hotel for us, obviously as husband and wife. “Ignore it”, I said hoping he’d oblige my wishes. May stood up and proudly stuck out her chest. I groaned and trembled. When I got to the sales counter and put the ball-gag, handcuffs and leash on it I asked the man if I could try-on some of the clothes. Leona moved to rest her ass on the sofa's back while bracing herself by planting her spreed feet on the sofa seats. The men lined the edges, hooting and hollering and cheering on the ladies. “I apologize, I didn’t mean to surprise you,” Maddie said with a soft smile. June smiles at Tommy as he comes into the kitchen.