Graduation Gift from Stepdaddy

Otis had put his stepson on puberty and growth hormone blockers when he was in the fifth grade. Now the four-foot-eight light-skinned boi was 17 and had just graduated high school a semester early. For graduation, Otis shelled out $6,000 to buy Ivory a pair of 800-cc silicone implants. The knockers were huge and greatly oversized for the tiny sissy.

Otis loved it. He hadn’t fucked his stepson in nearly a week.

His wife called.

“Yeah,” he answered annoyed.
“What are you doing,” she inquired.
“Nothing,” he snarled.
“Well I’ll let you go,” she huffed.
“When are you coming back?”
“Next weekend,” the traveling nurse explained.

Otis threw his phone on the bed. He massaged Ivory’s full, honey-soft fake jugs. “Ride stepdaddy’s dick!”

“Yes, sir,” cooed Ivory. “You like my li’l sissy ass!”
“Hell yeah! We’re getting you castrated next month, boi!”

Ivory’s caged clitty bounced. Her extra-large hooters ricocheted.

“Such a good fucking faggit,” the construction foreman praised her.
“Thank you! I love you, Sir!”
“I love you too! What is your mama gonna say when she sees these tig ol’ bitties?”
“She’ll be pissed.”
“I know,” Otis chortled. “She’s gonna be mad that you’re way hotter than her! I wanna titty-fuck you!”

Ivory hopped off the 9-inch prick. She squeezed her tatas on the meaty shaft. She bounced them up and down.

“Such a pretty ass shemale,” Otis opined. “I love it!”
“Thank you, Stepdaddy!”
“Got damn! You’re so fuckin’ perfect! I’m so glad your crazy mama took that travelin’ job!”
“Me too,” she beamed. “We get to fuck so much more!”
“Hell yeah! Get back on this big grown man dick!”

Ivory stood and straddled the stocky bald bastard.

Otis squeezed her juicy pliable cheeks guiding her up and down his pole. “Yeah, faggit! Ride it!”