1. THE VIRUS. CHAPTER FOUR


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Taboo, Author: crazyxxxcash, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    she countered with a grin. “I’m sure the mister isn’t complaining is he?” “Had he not hauled ass, maybe not,” she replied. “That’s what I get for bumping uglies with a younger guy I guess. He was hot and hung and had a job and a car…and I thought hey…can’t go wrong here, right? WRONG! Asshole was gone before the pee stick was dry.” “Fucker…pardon my French,” she commented. She knew all too well about fuck-and-run types. “Same thing with me, except I was fifteen and really, really stupid. He was hot though and hung…don’t even get me started.” The other woman laughed. “I can’t complain about the ride with mine. It was bad assed, but nine inches ain’t worth a lot when it’s gone and you’re in the delivery room by yourself.” Tiffany caught the fact that the woman tossed out the numerical size. She was trying to brag. She was a bragger and apparently loose with her virtues when it came to a big dick. Bingo! She knew instantly she had her victim. She smiled and then decided to look out at Franklin and see what he was up to. He was jumping repeatedly trying to do layups and she knew any minute his dick was going to pop out of his shorts. Her only concern was how the fat girl was going to respond when it did. The girl had his ball now and was trying to show him how to do it. Sadly, she was better than he was. “I’m embarrassed,” she said aloud and motioned out at the two of them. “She’s kicking his ass.” Wendy laughed out loud. “Holee shit!” Tiffany suddenly blurted when she saw ...
    Franklin turn towards her. “GET OVER HER, DORK!” she bellowed and he came immediately trotting towards them on the bench…his dangler slapping freely out the bottom of his too-tight shorts. “ARE YOU NOT WEARING UNDERWEAR?!” she barked at him…to which he shook his head. Feigning disappointment and acting as if she were repressing rage, she pointed at his dangling man part and growled, “Put that thing where it goes. If that girl sees that thing I’m gonna beat you senseless right here in the park where her momma can watch!” He tucked it back up in his pants and glanced over at Wendy and then trotted back off to the goals again where the fat girl was sinking a shot. Tiffany leaned back on the bench with her hand over her mouth and said nothing, pretending to be in utter shock. After several moments of silence, she finally decided to break the ice. The other woman hadn’t grabbed her daughter and run, so obviously she wasn’t too badly offended or afraid for her daughter. Or maybe she was a bit of a slut who got off seeing my son’s big dick hanging out of his shorty shorts. “I know you saw that. What are you supposed to do with that?” she asked finally, cracking the silence. Wendy let out a long breath as if she’d been holding it that whole time. “He’s dangerous,” she finally commented. “Don’t guess there’s much you can do but knock him out when does stupid shit with it, right?” “I’m sorry…I hope she didn’t see that,” Tiffany added apologetically. “I should probably go before he knocks it ...
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