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NFL Combine Witchcraft
Ciar Marsh screamed, “Fuck me, nigga!”
“Yeah! Take dis dick, bitch,” belted the 40 year-old, brown-skinned man.
“Oh my god! Your dick is so good!”
“You takin’ dis 10-inch dick, hoe!”
“I love it!”
“Yo’ faggit ass on point! Take it, bae!”
“You like it, daddy?”
“Hell yeah! I wanna make dat boipussy talk.”
“Make it talk, nigga,” begged the five-eleven, slender bottom.
The dude Ciar had only recently met after a night at a Mexican restaurant moved his hips from side to side. His massive tool loosened up the tight hole.
“I knew you was a hot li’l fag when I seen you tonight,” the man groaned.
“How did you know?”
“You had on them tight ass jeans. Dat li’l tank top and lip gloss. Errbody knew you was a fag!”
“And you wanted to fuck me,” checked the smooth chocolate sissy.
“Hell yeah, bitch! You got some good asspussy!”
Pfffffffffft. Ciar pooted.
“Oh yeah, pussyboi,” grunted the man. “Love when fag ass fart!”
“Fuck me, nigga! Fuck me hard.”
Pfffffffffft. Pfffffffffft. Pfffffffffft.
The sexy thugged out dude thundered away as Ciar wailed.
He pulled out his eight-inch dick and nutted on the dainty ass cheeks.
“Shit, I better go,” the Black man opined. canlı bahis “Got a rag?”
Ciar ran into the bathroom and came back with a washcloth. The man cleaned off and got dressed. He left without ever telling the fine, girly boi his name.
Ciar went into the bathroom of his one-bedroom apartment. He turned on the shower and rinsed off. Afterwards, he used mineral-enriched body oil to moisten his skin. He slipped on a light blue satin pajama set. He went into the kitchen and poured a glass of Merlot. Ciar sat on the living room couch and turned on the TV. He hit the GUIDE button and navigated to the on demand section. He came across the 2019 NFL Combine section. He selected it just to see.
They were doing the offensive line drills. He saw one of the announcers and thought it was a sexy ass White man. It was Joe Thomas who had played 11 seasons for the Cleveland Browns. Ciar was enthralled with the big, square-jawed Caucasian. “I will have him,” thought Ciar.
Ciar went back to the bathroom and filled the tub with water. The guy added peppermint bath oil. He lit three candles and undressed, He got into the bath to soak and meditate. He fixed his mind on the 6’6” perabet former offensive tackle that lost 50 pounds after his playing days.
Ciar, a social worker, practiced modern-day witchcraft.
After thirteen minutes of deep meditation, the doorbell rang. Ciar got out of the tub and dried off. He went to the door and opened it. There stood number 73, Joe Thomas. Ciar took in his angular features and muscular build. “Come in!”
“Don’t mind if I do,” Joe Thomas grinned.
“How are you,” checked Ciar.
“I’m good. I’m horny for you, sissy!”
Ciar smiled, “Let’s go to my room!”
Joe Thomas followed. When they make it to the bedroom, the football player asked, “Do you have lotion?” Ciar pointed to the nightstand. Joe Thomas squeezed a large amount into his massive hands. He began to rub it on Ciar.
“This feels good,” cooed the witch.
“I’m glad,” Joe Thomas intimated.
“You’re so sexy, Joe!”
“Thank you, pussyboi! You’re sexy too!”
“You think so?”
“Yeah, baby! I love chocolate ass!”
“Oh my!”
“Wanna suck my cock?”
“Yes I do!”
Ciar grabbed Joe Thomas’ meat. It was thick, veiny, and long with a mushroom head. He kissed it then swallowed.
“Oh yeah, faggot,” Joe Thomas perabet giriş moaned. “Suck that big White cock, you sexy little chocolate boi!”
Joe Thomas picked up Ciar and ate his girly ass crack.
“That feels great,” cooed Ciar. “I want you to fuck me!”
“Bend over!”
Ciar complied with the order.
Joe Thomas spat on the waiting hole. He stabbed in his dick.
“Owwwwww,” whined Ciar.
“Too rough,” checked Joe Thomas.
“It’s okay,” the sissy winced. “I can take it!”
“Good, sissy! I’ll be gentle.”
“Ooooh! I love that dick, baby!”
“Your fag pussy is tight,” Joe Thomas huffed. “Open it up for daddy!”
“Yes, sir!”
“Your Black ass makes this White cock ache inside you!”
“You like that?”
“Hell yeah, Ciar! You’re a hot li’l Black faggot!”
“Fuck me!”
“Yeah! Take this cock, slut!”
Ciar squirmed away.
“Where are you going,” Joe Thomas asked.
“I want to change positions.”
“I have an idea,” Joe Thomas stated.
The former NFL player picked up Ciar. He bounced the slim pussyboi on his girthy White cock as he walked throughout the cozy apartment. “You’re a hot, sexy, Black bitch!”
“Thank you! I love that big White dick!”
“You better, Ciar! I’m your White daddy!”
“Fuck me. Fuck my Black sissy ass!”
“Oh, faggot! I’m about to cum!”
Joe Thomas huffed and he puffed. “Oh shit! Dammit, Ciar!”
Ciar snapped back from the conjured reality. He was spent. He drained the tub and stumbled to bed completely satisfied.
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