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‘Thank you for your time and consideration, unfortunately I think we will be pursuing other candidates…’ Those words played like a broken record in Shawn's head. Another job interview that's gone down the drain. It's been nearly three months since Shawn lost his last job due to layoffs. Since then he's tried applying everywhere he can, but obviously nothing has panned out. Now with his savings dipping below what he's comfortable with Shawn's search has started to turn a little desperate. He's been looking for jobs further out of town, like today's interview being nearly an hour drive away. The interview itself had been a complete fiasco. They called him in the day of, so Shawn had to scramble to get ready. His reddish-brown hair was a little tousled, but Shawn thought it looked fine with how short it is. Long stubble frames his face since he didn't have a chance to trim it back. His clothes were a problem all on their own. A simple pair of tan slacks and a dark green polo work

I’ve had a crush on my neighbour Danny for as long as I can remember. He’s pushing 50 and has this Southern, redneck-daddy vibe that totally makes my dick throb. He has shoulder length, dirty-blonde hair that’s streaking grey and a scruffy beard to match. Beefy biceps and broad shoulders lead into a meaty chest that might not be gym-sculpted but is definitely powerful and sports the widest, rosiest nipples I’ve ever seen. The thought of chewing on those big, burly tits makes my mouth water. His chest tapers down into a beginner beer gut; slightly round and slightly soft, with a deep belly button, I love to spy on him as he does yard work shirtless and watch his slight paunch hang over his waistband. To complete his perfect dilf look, he has a silvery-blonde carpet of fur starting at the base of his thick neck sweeping the length of his torso and spreading generously across his belly. It continues down his thick legs so I can only dream of the absolute jungle that must surround his