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Slow Riding“Take your time,” the ripped, rugged man with a deep brown complexion and cool, blue-red undertone coaxed his tart. “Squat on it.”“Ooh. Ahhh! Fuck,” wailed Emily Hostetler as she eased herself onto his tool.“That’s it, faggit! Sit all the way down,” he ordered her gently. “Do you like it?”“Oh yes I love it!”“I see how turned on you are,” Arvel White, IV chuckled. “Your sissy stick is hard as hell, you little bitch.”“I know, Daddy,” giggled the smooth, supple pale-skinned trap.“That’s a good bitch! Take your time. I want full penetration,” he offered with raspy grunts.“Ooh, Coach,” Emily cooed softly.Arvel inhaled longingly. The way Emily’s tight rectum gripped his dick and her soft, petite fanny gave way to his firm hands as they massaged it, sent him into overdrive. Small beads of sweat were forming over her rosy body causing her glisten like the angel she was. The bed cheered them on by creaking slightly. Emily lowered her torso to kiss him with her pink heart-shaped lips. Her frizzy, orangish-red hair tickled his face while he pushed his tongue into her mouth.“Mmmm,” she moaned before raising up. “I’m so glad we reconnected!”“Me too, baby girl! I like filling you full of big Black cock,” he admitted.“All those years ago, I had a crush on you. I never knew you were into sissies.”“Had to keep a low profile. Plus I couldn’t fuck students,” he lamented.“True!” “I’m balls deep in this white cunt,” the former high school physical güvenilir bahis education teacher and coach howled.“Hell yes, Daddy! I love it,” whined the twenty-six year old flat-chested, effeminate creature.“Feel every fucking stroke in that fag pussy,” he ordered. “You’re in heaven, aren’t you?”“Oh god yes! It feels way better than I ever imagined.”Arvel laughed. “That’s what a real Black cock’ll do to a little white bitch like you!”“Mmhmm,” she purred, easing up and down methodically.“Your pussy feels so good!”About ten years ago, Emily was Ethan and attended the school where Arvel worked. Just a frail, shy white boy, he had noticed many of his male classmates and teachers that turned him on. Coach White was one of those men. He was the head coach for the boys’ basketball and girls’ volleyball teams. She had watched him clandestinely until she graduated. Then, she went away for college. “Take every inch,” Arvel demanded.“Ah, fuck,” she cried.“All the way down,” he emphasized each syllable. “Every fucking inch!”“Ooh!”“Oh my god,” he breathed.“Oh, fuck! Am I pretty enough, Daddy?”“Hell yeah! Even prettier since you’re full my Black cock!”“I love it! I love you being balls deep in me.”Emily leaned backwards as she rode. He fixed his dark eyes on her thin, five-and-a-quarter-inch member while it bounced. Wildly. Moving in circles. “I told you what I was gonna do to you!”“Yes you did!”“I said I was gonna make your little cock leak!”“Oh güvenilir bahis siteleri my god!”“Take every inch, sissy!”“Mmm, Daddy!”“All the way up and down!”“Breed me, Daddy,” begged the ginger vixen. Arvel squeezed the tender flesh of Emily’s creamy H-shaped bum. He thought back to how she had begged him to wear a condom before they started fucking, but only a minute or two into it she slid off his massive 8½-inch-by-6-inch dick. The slut had ripped the rubber off his rod and threw her ass back into it. She had looked back at him making long, lusty eye contact. “Do something for me, baby,” commanded the man.“Anything, Coach White!”“Make your dick jump!”Saliva began accumulating in Arvel’s mouth as Emily anus began contracting on his manhood. Emily’s slender and much smaller prick started bobbing.“Oh yeah! That’s some sexy shit,” admitted the forty-five year-old. “You like that,” she teased him.“Yeah, faggit! This is shit my wife can’t do.”“I bet,” giggled Emily. “Is that why you like fucking sissies?”“Hell yeah! Get all this big Black cock.”“I love it!”“It loves you! Nothing like fucking boypussy, baby girl!”“Ooh, Daddy!”“I’m not finished with you! Get back on your knees,” ordered the older fellow.Emily slowly complied and got on all fours. She wiggled her derriere in presentation.“Look how my Black cock gaped open your pink boypussy!” The pliable cheeks reverberated as Arvel smacked them.“Ooh, Coach,” Emily shrieked. “I’m so iddaa siteleri glad I happened to run into you.”“Me too!”After two decades in public education, Arvel had taken a job with the state high school athletic association about three years ago. His wife and k**s had no desire to relocate. So the new state coordinator for basketball officials leased a studio apartment for use during the week. On occasion, his family would visit him on a weekend. But most of the time, he went back to see them. But this weekend, he had to put his 2013 Chevy Suburban in the shop. The third great-grandson of a former slave, great-grandson of an educator, grandson and son of dentists, pretended to lament having to spend the time all alone. Renee had said she wanted to come, but there was a lot going on at home and couldn’t get up there.What Renne didn’t know was that her well-bred husband had immediately started reaching out to his sissy harem after their call ended.Arvel, in-shape and confident, had connected with a few over his time in this city. At present there were five he’d met through a hookup site. Two trannies. Three femboys. Emily had been free for an entire weekend love fest. But, Samira said she could swing by Sunday afternoon. He planned to fuck that big titty Ebony T-girl the day after tomorrow.“Oh, shit,” squealed the delicate bottom bitch.“You like this big dick, huh?”“I love it, Coach! Breed my boypussy!”“Hell yeah, faggit! Take all this big Black cock!”Arvel pounded. He slaughtered the former pupil’s backside before dumping a huge load inside of her.They cuddled afterwards, fondling one another and smooching. They were not moving from the bed. There was much more fucking to do.

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