. Main uspe hath rkha to garam ho rkhi thi , wo madhosh hone lagi , maine apne hatho se uski chut ko rub karne laga , wo pagl sj ho gayi ar kehne lagi...aah aise mat karo na , pls , ajeeb se feeling jaag rahi , ruk jao plsss , par main kha manne wale tha , main chut ka deewana , maine apni jeebh nikali ar uski chut chatna suru kara , wo to jaise fish ki trah chatpatane lagi , apne hatho mere baalo ko pakad ke dabane lagi , thdi der chatne ke bad maine apni ek ungli ghusayi to wo zor se boli maaaa. Also, by changing the competition paradigm into a paradigm where the beta male pleasures the alpha. This fantasy of mine comes from the exhaustion of trying to compete with alpha males and the eventual realization and sexualizing of my inferiority. If you are offended by the political incorrectness, don't worry, I am against bullying and for racial equality, I just have fantasies that utilize these taboos...So in college I was good buddies with a big well-muscled black guy. We would drink a lot. I was in no rush so took my time in following her. I walked slowly round to her side and looked her up and down. She looked back at me uncertainly. The sun was starting to get low on the horizon and it painted the world in warm hues of red and orange. “Strip,” I ordered her. She stared at me open-mouthed. She was beginning to annoy me with her hesitations and I stepped forward and slapped her on the cheek. It wasn’t hard at all and hardly left a mark, but she seemed shocked and took a step. She wrapped her legs around him, and began gently rolling her hips, and Eric, taking her cue, began thrusting, just a little bit, matching her rhythm."Is Dickie going deeper in the cave?" she suddenly asked shyly, blushing, and biting her lip as her father fucked her with just the tip of his cock."M-hmm," he said with a smile, giving her a little kiss before saying, "Dickie has explored the entrance, and now he's going deeper into the pink cave. Get ready baby, here comes Dickie."With that he.