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I, in turn, asked to see this two-carat solitaire diamond neckless. The salesperson handed me her jeweler’s eye to look at the diamond. Since I didn’t see any inclusions, I decided to purchase the diamond. Just to make things interesting, I told the salesperson to put John’s purchase on my sale. Before John could even object, I handed the salesperson my AMEX. The salesperson wrapped each of the pieces of jewelry for us to take home. John reviewed his notes in his assistant’s notebook after we got into the limo. We headed back towards the jet. When we got there, I tipped the chauffeur five $100 bills. John and I got on the jet and buckled in. Before we started moving, my phone rang. It was from Sharon. “David, did you invite someone to the office and not tell me?” Sharon asks. “Um, not that I remember. Who is there waiting for me to not show up?” I said laughing a bit. “Tony Stewart,” she tells me. “Tony Stewart, the NASCAR driver, and car owner?” I ask. “Yep, that would be the one,” she says to me. “Please apologize to fetish him for me and if possible, reschedule a meeting with him for tomorrow, sometime around 11 am, if that works for him. If it doesn’t let him pick the time and we’ll just figure things out,” I tell her. “Don’t worry boss, I’ll take care of it. But now you owe me,” she says before we hang up. The flight home was boring. John and I chatted about Christmas presents, but the usual things like the jewelry that we just bought didn’t seem personal like Christmas presents are supposed to be. I asked how things with his Mother are, since hiring her for the real estate division she works hard and I Brunette often wonder if it puts a strain on Jennifer and John’s relationship, but then again Jennifer is soon to be a grandmother. I looked through Big Boobs my phone thinking that maybe I put something on my calendar, but alas, there was nothing. Why Tony Stewart would show up at the office intrigued me. When we landed at LAX, I was surprised to see so many private pussy jets, amateur way more than I usually see. It was John that reminded me that the LA Rams had a home game against the San Francisco 49ers. Thankfully, since I pay a sort of rental fee, they had a spot for us to park the jet. His cock was raging hard, he wanted nothing more then to plunge into the pedals of the flower of the beautiful girl he was in bed with and for a moment he thought of closing his eyes and doing so. “Your mother and I can take hours of teasing, playing, necking and petting before she spreads her legs for me. She might let me any time but I really enjoy turning your mother into an overheated bitch before I fuck her.” He wanted me to be the one in control and he wanted me to make videos Big Boobs of my encounters with my phone instead of theirs. Half way through the movie I hear the front fetish door open and I hear Jenn call out “hello". “A sexual goddess. I pussy hurry Brunette inside with her. After a moment of straining and grinding, the Pit Bull gasped for breath and withdrew once more. Kat started laughing and told me that she would finish later because Ronnie had warned her to be there on amateur time and fresh. Even though I still wasn't used to all this I had to nod my compliance. Purpose matters with it.”I moved through the cabin.