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CEO of Red Hat Steps Down
bearer_of_bad_news points us to a C|net article which states that Matthew Szulik is stepping down as the president and chief executive of Red Hat. Szulik is citing family health reasons, and he plans to remain chairman of the board. Red Hat has indicated that his replacement will be former Delta Airlines COO James Whitehurst. Quoting the article:
"On a conference call, Szulik said Whitehurst stood 'head and shoulders' above other candidates interviewed in a recruiting process. He was a programmer earlier in his career and runs four versions of Linux at home."
We discussed Szulik's ascension to CEO back in 1999.
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With both hands deep inside the blond surfer's body, while he ingests my
giant cock, I open my arms to stretch his back entrance even more and
prepare him for what'll come next. Then I pull both arms out. The boy's anus
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with hunger for more invasion.
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It's time for what I really have in mind. I take my knee out, with a loud
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as a new kind of crown.
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embrace of my skull, and even though it may kill him, I have to go further.
I pick a respirator in the CPR box and stick the two tubes into my nostrils.
I'm now ready to dive into the helpless surfer.
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the sweet mucous of his bowels mixed with all the cum I have poured inside
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relaxed now, geting used to the new invasion, and aroused by the extra
pressure in his guts.
I open my mouth and bite into the tender flesh, until I find my prize: the
hard truffle of the boy's prostate, that I roll between my teeth and tickle
with my tongue. I feel Tom's whole body shaking around my head. He's cumming
again!
His convulsing bowels squeeze my head, trying to swallow more of me. It's a
pity but my heavy shoulders are too wide to fit into the boy, otherwise I'd
keep on plunging inside him.
Satisfied with this new experience, I pull my head out with a loud PLOP! The
boy has survived. Even better, he has enjoyed a massive orgasm, with my head
fucking his butt. He's ready for more cock. But he's now too loose for
Grossao to take care of him alone.
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stairs, happy to oblige. He has been listening from downstairs to the sounds
of Tom's rape, and I know he's hard and ready, as always, to help me out.
He's a big black stud like me, with a huge dick, almost as big as Grossao.
Tom's torment is far from over.