But it evens the playing field so everyone has the same insights on what the client is looking for in the pitch.“That’s a good thing, right? I mea...n, it’s a little late in the process considering our research is done. But it could help with the campaign ideas and the presentation itself,” I offer when Michelle’s face remains stoic.I can see Guy rubbing his face in his hands and that gesture alone alerts me to the fact that something is off.“What’s going on, Michelle?” I ask.I look at Jackie. This is what I had wanted.But he had plenty of moves. He pulled out so just the head was in and used it to work my pussy lips. Then he would go as deep as he could and lean all his weight on me, grinding his swollen cock inside of me. And while I sounded like the bitch in heat that I am, he was totally silent. He let his cock do all his talking.He must have been a heavy precummer because my cunt was turning into a gooey mess. It felt soooo good! He was churning it into butter! And the man had. My gorgeous Aunt. I looked as beautiful as she did, with her sexy body, pretty hair, makeup, jewelry, nylons and high heels. Now that I was actually wearing her clothes, I naturally had expected to really look like her. As I didn't, reality was a crushing disappointment. Motioning me over to the bed she sat down next to me. Before she could console me, a wave of despair struck and I began to cry. Aunt Karen put her arm around my shoulders and with her other hand lifted my chin, softly. During this I heard Charles’ voice announcing the dog’s name, his weight, the size of his cock and diameter of his knot. I have to admit I cannot remember any of the dogs names, and dimly remember weights ranging from one hundred and seventy pounds up to two hundred and thirty pounds. One thing did stick out was the heaviest dog was a Mastiff and not one oh the Danes as I was led to believe. I did hear a gasp when it was announced the size of a cock and knot of one of the Danes. However, I.