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The ThruppleFreddie Reeves steered the red 2015 Dodge Grand Caravan into the parking lot. He pressed the button to open the right sliding door. “Bye, guys,” he said to the Williamson siblings as they bounded out of the vehicle. The caretaker watched them closely as the teacher on duty ushered them towards the school entrance.He headed out to the grocery store to do some quick shopping. Tonight’s menu was BBQ chicken breasts, charred corn salad, and steamed broccoli. The five-ten, slightly chubby, unmanly fellow picked up the items he needed to make dinner. Captain and Dr. Williamson were good employers.Freddie admired the Williamson’s as a power couple. While he had grown up in a loving two-parent household, his folks were just honest, hard-working Black folk. He often wondered how life would have turned out if his dad had been an engineer instead of a groundskeeping supervisor or had his mom been a teacher instead of a cafeteria worker. He felt guilty over thinking that especially since the Reeves sent their only c***d to college where he got a degree in history.The phone rang. It was Dr. Williamson. “Hi,” he answered.“Freddie. Hey! It’s Monique. Can you pick take my navy DKNY suit to the cleaners?”“Yes, ma’am.”“Thank you! I forgot to ask you that earlier. I really need it for tomorrow, so if you can do it ASAP that would be great.”“No problem. I’m about to check out at the grocery store and I’ll head right over to the house.”“Thanks!”Monique worked as a clinical psychologist in a thriving group practice. The 40 year-old grew up in South Carolina and met her Irving while in college. They both were the first in their families to graduate with an undergraduate degree. Irving went to the Army and spent 11 years in the service before having to exit due to being passed over twice for promotion. He now had a successful career as a senior military science instructor with the ROTC program at a large public urban research university.Freddie made it home. He got the dry cleaning in on time to get it back by this evening. He went back home started cleaning and then prepped dinner. He spent yozgat escort most days doing this and the late afternoons included assisting with the k**s’ homework.Irving came home early. The man with chocolate brown skin always had an air of invincibility and strength. He was just barely six-feet tall with a lean, solid build, a buff chest, & rather flat, toned glutes.“Hey, big booty,” the former soldier greeted the live-in nanny.“Hey, handsome,” Freddie smiled. “Need some lunch time cakes?”“You know I do. Pull this dick out, bitch!”Irving was bold because no one else was home.Freddie pulled out the throbbing 8¼-inch cock. He kissed it vigorously before sliding his lips down the shaft.“That’s right, sissy! No hands,” commanded the husband and father. He ran his hands through the thin, well-maintained locs of the sissyish bottom bitch whose skin was golden oak in color. “Ah yeah, Freddie boi! Suck Daddy’s big Black dick!”Freddie bobbed his head energetically. His full lips ran along the shaft.“Oh yeah, faggit! That’s how Daddy likes it! Good boi,” praised Irving. “Show Daddy those boi titties. Lift that motherfucking shirt up, boi!”Freddie complied with the order. “Nice little, natural tits! You’re perfect, Freddie boi!”“Mmmm,” moaned the domestic worker.“You want Daddy to fuck you real quick?”“Mmhmm!”“Let’s go to your room.”Freddie switched up the stairs to the third floor of the colonial style house where he slept. His bedroom had a sloped ceiling because and a dormer window. He got completely naked and lay on his back.Irving disrobed and climbed on top. He entered the pussyboy.“Ooh, Daddy,” whined Freddie. “Yeah, baby! Give Daddy this boipussy!”“Yes, sir! Fuck me!”Irving humped away jerking hips side to side. He was pulling all the way out and lunging back in.Freddie cried in pleasured agony.“Take it, fag! Take this big Black dick!”“Oh! I love it!”“You better, bitch!”Irving sucked on the fleshy chest as he humped. Knowing his time constraint, he fucked harder. “You want Daddy’s babies?”“Mmhmm! Please!”“Ahhhhhhh,” the man of the house roared as he exploded.Irving walked escort yozgat down one flight and cleaned up in the master bathroom then he left.Freddie went back to completing his tasks,After getting the young ones from school, he swung by to pick up Monique’s suit from the dry cleaner. He fixed them a snack and assisted with homework. When Irving got home, Freddie poured his boss a thimble of whiskey and ran set out his lounge clothes while he showered. By the time Dr. Williamson pulled up, Freddie was putting dinner on the table.Monique entered. “Smells great,” remarked the tawny beige sistah. “Hey, k**s!”They rang out in unison, “Hi, mom!”The Williamson and Freddie dined together and learned about one another’s day.Irving and Monique eventually put the k**s to bed. Then the couple ascended the stairs. Irving tapped on the door.“Come in,” purred Freddie.Monique dropped her slink robe. Her magnificent, pink-tipped, DD-cup silicone boobs beckoned attention. Freddie hopped up to suck on one while Irving handled the other. The husband fingered his wife. “Eat it,” she cooed.Irving ate it out first. The soft lips on his wet tongue. Monique was in heaven as her man worked her clitoris. Freddie was motorboating her tits now, but moved to suck Irving.They went to the bed where Freddie lay on his back. Monique straddled his face. And, Irving went inside his anus. He savored the taste of her wet snatch and winced from the powerful fucking his boipussy was taking.“Fuck him, Irv! Fuck this sissy faggot,” Monique cheered.“Yeah, baby! You like watching me fuck faggits,” huffed the highly organized man.“Yes, I do! I love you!”“I love you too, woman!”“Mmmmmm,” hummed the punk.Eventually Monique and Irving switch places. Irv stuffed his meaty manhood down the slut’s throat while she attached her strap on. She pegged Freddie’s now open hole. Irving played with Freddie’s moobs which fucking his face. Slobber was going everywhere. Freddie was wiggling. Monique slapped his stomach. “Be still, faggot!”After a while, Monique took off the appendage and got on all fours. Irving entered her yozgat escort bayan from behind. Freddie went to the floor where he licked Irving’s butt crack, taint, & balls as the man pounded his wife. He let his tongue and lips provide extra satisfaction to thrusting rod and soaking vage. “Fuck, Irv! Give me that dick,” screamed the mental health professional. “Yeah, baby,” he grunted.Freddie whispered, “Fuck your wife while your sissy licks your dick and her pussy!”Finally, Monique orgasmed. Irving shot a big wad. Even Freddie’s little pecker got off.“Good night,” Monique said. “I have to be up early. Are you coming down now, Irv?”“I’ll be down in a little bit.”She put on her robe and headed down the stairs to the master suite, She showered and slipped into sateen pajamas. She pulled back the covers of their California-king bed. As she eased in, she thought about her life and how far she’d come from that 2-stop-light town. She was happy with her life – the k**s, the career, Irv, & even Freddie. Some people might judge her, but she was unconcerned. She was happy to support his desire because he was an excellent provider and took postings to allow her to earn her graduate degrees. She switched off the lamp and closed her eyes.On the third floor, Freddie was slobbing on Irving’s knob. “Get that motherfucker back hard and I’m gonna ram it in your ass!”Freddie did just that. Then, he best over.Irving took no care to be gentle. He rushed in with every bit of his might. The in-shape Negro assualted the thick sissy’s booty, “You like dark-skinned Niggasm don’t you?”“Mmhmm,” whined Freddie.“Big Black dick up your faggit ass! That’s what you like!”“Yes, sir! Fuck me!”“Damn right, bitch,” he slapped the corpulent booty. “Work that ass!”“Yes, Daddy! Oh my god!”Freddie flailed from the brutal assfucking.“You’re such a good houseboi! I love fucking you,” barked Irving.“I love being your sissy houseboi!”“Damn right, you pretty ass punk! Twerk that ass,” he slapped it some more.“Oh, Daddy!”Irving tensed and trembled as his nuts spewed forth more of his ooey gooey baby batter. “That was great,” he breathed heavily. He kissed the worn out Freddie on the lips and headed down to his wife. He showered and joined Monique in bed. Instinctively, she scooted over and nestled herself in his arms. He drifted off – spooning with the woman of his dreams.

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