My friends sometimes call me a helicopter mom, but I know that taking
you to your big job interview is the right thing to do. As a matter of
fact, I sort of have a connection to the company’s CEO. Let’s say that
he and I, uh, knew each other in college. Gosh, we’ve been waiting for a long time. Thinking about what a slut I used to be,
you watch me anxiously moving around, swinging my feet and legs and
showing off my six inch heels. My ass looks so hot in my tight, shiny
pants. As I fidget with my bra, you can’t take it anymore. You just can’t help getting a huge hard on—just as the receptionist comes to tell us that they’ll be ready to see you in just five minutes!
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