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FOI: BBC“Lou! Lou! Lou,” yelled Quinnell Muhammad.“What,” called out the man’s wife from the kitchen where she was baking a red velvet cake.“I’m runnin’ out to gas up your car. I’ll drop off that food over at J.R.’s place. Then I’ma stop over at Fast Willy’s and help him with his Chevelle.”“Alright! Hang on! I got some shoes I wanna send to Junior.”“Okay.”Big Q, as everyone referred to Quinnell, waited on his wife of 24 years to retrieve a box of sneakers she’d bought for their only c***d. He accepted the Nike box and carried a bag containing beef ribs, mashed potatoes, and corn on the cob out the door. He started up Louise’s deep blue 2016 Nissan Maxima and backed out of the driveway of their 2000 square foot, L-shaped, three-bedroom, two-and-a-half-bath ranch style home.The general practice attorney headed for his son’s apartment first. Quinnell Ali Muhammad, Jr. lived with two roommates across town. He was a senior in college studying computer science. When Big Q arrived, he knocked on the door and greeted J.R. with a hug. “From your mom, son,” he held out the food and shoes.“Thanks, pops,” Junior remarked. “Come in.”“Sure, but I can’t stay too long. I promised Fast Willy I’d help him work on the Chevelle.”“Oh, do he got that thing runnin’ yet?”“Yeah! He drove it to the house the other week.”“Wow! That nigga’s been workin’ on that car since I was in high school.”“True!”“Wanna beer, pops?”“Why not. The Sabbath is over,” Big Q referred to the fact that it was after sundown on Saturday.The father and son dup each cracked open a can of Bud Light. J.R. had a preseason football game on the TV. The elder Muhammad watched a few plays before begging away to assist his long-time pal with the car he was restoring. The six-foot-five, two-hundred-sixty-nine-pound, caramel-skinned man got back in the vehicle and cranked it up. He looked at his smartphone and saw he had a message from Lou asking him to pick up a dozen eggs on his way home. He texted back letting her know he would.Then, he took out his burner phone. He placed a call to the bursa escort number labeled ‘Sissy Snowbunny’. “It’s Big Q,” Quinnell, Sr. said when the punk bitch answered.“Hey, daddy,” beamed the slender, five-foot-nine white boy with brown hair and ice blue eyes.“We still on for me to come through?”“Hell yeah! I’m getting dressed for the big Black cock right now.”“That’s what I’m talkin’ about! Be sexy for Big Daddy!”“Yes sir!”Big Q’s dick was already standing at full attention. It had been a week since he had gotten some ass. He had fucked an entertainment client of his named, Busty Beatrix. She was an amatuer tranny porn star with gigantic 38G titties. He had incorporated her LLC, set up the NDAs and disclaimers for her website, and was on a monthly retainer for general legal issues and advice. The white transsexual lived a couple of hours away, but had come into town for a show at one the local gay bars over that weekend. She came to his office in the middle of the day on a Thursday. Quinnell quickly gave his secretary the afternoon off. He spent the rest of the day plowing Beatrix’s tight boipussy and playing with her huge boobs.He had enjoyed busting a good nut while banging the shemale slut on his oak desk. The place was a mess when they finished. “You should stop by my room in the morning,” prompted Busty Beatrix. Big Q took her up on that offer the very next morning. She had a mask and an arm cover for him to slip on to hide his tell-tale Sigma brand. They fucked on cam for her to upload to her website later. He also got some more tranny pussy before she checked out on Sunday. The platinum blonde bimbo was such a fiend for his super fat eight-incher. And she sucked it wildly with her cartoonishly luscious Juvederm enhanced lips.Big Q stopped off to fill up the tank on the way to the snow bunny’s apartment. After swiping his credit card, he went inside to purchase a couple of forties. He got back in the car and pulled out onto the surface street. When he arrived at the complex where the snow bunny lived, he buzzed the twink’s bursa escort bayan gate code. The wrought iron behemoth swung open slowly and Big Q went over a speed bump gently.He walked up to the door and it was already open. Heading inside, he locked it behind him. Snow Bunny appeared wearing a pair of hot pink platform heels, a micro-mini yellow plaid schoolgirl skirt, white stockings, a tiny necktie collar, and white off-the-shoulder top. The sissy boy also had on a bright neon red wig.“Oh yeah, slut,” remarked a pleased Big Q. “You ready for Big Daddy’s big Black cock aren’t you, sissy boi?”“Yes, sir, Big Daddy,” purred Snow Bunny.“You look so pretty for Daddy today. I wanna spank you,” he said pulling off his belt.Big Q took the long leather strap that held up the jeans around his 42-inch waist. He lifted up the skirt slightly and delivered a blow to Snow Bunny’s backside. “You been a bad little sissy boi,” growled Big Q.“Yes, Big Daddy, I have been a bad little boi!”“I know! That’s why Big Daddy has to punish your li’l sissy faggit ass!”“Oh, Daddy!”“Yeah, white boi! You want me to let you feel this big Black cock, don’t ya?”“Yes, please!”Whap. Whap. Whap. “Yes please who?”“Yes please, Big Daddy sir!”“That’s better punk!” Whap.“Owwwwww,” whined the pussyboi.Whap. “I don’t give a fuck if it hurts!” Whap. Whap.“Yes, sir! I love being your white sissy faggot, Big Daddy!”Whap. “You better! Look at how red that li’l white ass is now. Why don’t you suck on my dick while I drink this beer?”Big Q plopped down on the futon and flipped on the television. He tuned into the game while Snow Bunny sucked on his massive rod. He leaned his head back and groaned with pleasure as the young, eager twink serviced his manhood.Eventually, Big Q looked down and approved, “Good job, white boi. Now come sit on this dick!”Snow Bunny stood and faced the TV as he eased his bottom onto Big Q’s impressive cock. “Mmmm. Yeah, you nasty bitch,” howled the lawyer. “That li’l white boipussy is tight on this big Black cock!”“Yes, Big Daddy! I love the escort bursa way you give me that big Black cock,” cried Snow Bunny.“Bounce on that big Black dick, faggit! Take it in your li’l sissy ass!”“It’s so big,” whined the horny punk bottom.“You like in that cute li’l white ass, don’t ya? I’m finna bend you over!”Big Q stood up and put the femboi on his knees on the couch. “Owwwww,” winced Snow Bunny.“Shut the fuck up and take Big Daddy’s big Black cock, boi!”“Yes, sir!”“You got some good li’l white ass, princess!”“I love being your fag princess!”“That’s right! I’m fuckin’ yo sissy ass like you a girl and you got a real pussy. You like how I fuck your real pussy, li’l girl?”“Oh, yes, Big Daddy! Fuck me harder!”“Ah, shit, princess! Look at that ass gape,” he said after extracting his tool. “I could fuck this pussy all night!”“It’s yours, Big Daddy. All yours!”Big Q smacked the small bubble booty with his large hand. “I know, punk bitch! And it feels so damn good, li’l boi!”“Thank you, Big Daddy! Oh my god! Fuck me!”“Ooooooh! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh,” wailed the aggressor. He pulled out just in time to shoot a huge load all over Snow Bunny’s back. “Damn! That’s some good pussy, boi. Go clean up! I ain’t done with you yet! I’ma fuck you again before I go back home to the wife.”Snow Bunny bounced down the hall to the bathroom to wash off. When he returned Big Q was downing the second brewski. He knelt down and began working on the flaccid shaft until it was once again fully erect.“Get on the floor,” demanded Big Q. Snow Bunny did as told.The Fruit of Islam member popped Snow Bunny’s sweet, pretty white ass a few times before mounting the faggot. His generously sized dick filled up the now open hole. Snow Bunny whined and purred the whole time.“Take this big Black cock,” ordered Big Q. “I love pumpin’ this ass full of dick, bitch boi!”“Oh, take it, Big Daddy! I’m your little white pussyboi!”“Hell yeah, faggit! Love fuckin’ this ass!”Big Q pounded out Snow Bunny until he blasted his insides full of baby batter.The older, dominant man cleaned up and headed back home. He stopped off at the grocery store to get the dozen eggs. When he got home, Lou was already in the bed fast asleep. He cracked open a cold beer and relaxed on the couch watching ESPN.
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