Fatboys brussels

“What’s up fatboys?” he asked “Now it’s time for your surprise,” I told him. I got up and went to the bag I had and pulled out the fatboys outfit I had for him. When he saw it, he simply said, “Oh shit.” It was a knee length pleated fatboys skirt with white stockings and a bra. “It’s time for you to be my bitch,” I told him. “Put this on.” He just looked at me for a couple seconds and finally asked me what I fatboys had in mind. “Don’t you worry about it?” I told him. “Just fatboys do what I tell you and I promise I won’t hurt you. Well, not too much anyway” I said with an evil little fatboys smile. He fatboys didn’t fatboys look too excited about it but he trusted me and I’m sure he knew that whatever I had in mind would probably be a lot of fun. He got up and started to put on fatboys the clothes. I had to help him a bit since he wasn’t used to women’s clothes but they went on easy enough and when he was done fatboys I just stood back and looked at him. “Now you’re my little bitch. My slut” I told him. “Get back fatboys on the bed.” He did just as he was told and I went in the closet to fatboys get the toys I had bought. When I came back out, he fatboys saw me and said, “What the fuck are you going to do with that?” I was standing there with a small 4-inch vibrator in one hand and a 6-inch strap-on around my waist. “I’m going to fuck you like the little slut that you are,” I told him. “Do you think you can fuck my ass any time you want and not have to pay a price?”

“I don’t think I’m ready for this,” he said to me. I quickly walked over to the bed, reached out, and slapped him fatboys. “Are you saying no to me? You don’t say no, you do as fatboys you’re told, bitch!” He was very fatboys obviously stunned but also turned on because his cock was making a little tent fatboys out of the front of his dress. “Don’t worry, bitch,” I said fatboys, “I’ll make sure you enjoy it. Now fatboys get on your hands and knees like a good little whore.” He did as fatboys he was told even though I could tell he still wasn’t too sure about it fatboys. I got behind him and lifted the dress up over his fatboys ass. I fatboys rubbed his ass cheeks with my hands and said, “I’ll give you a little present to make you feel good before I fuck you.” I lowered my head, started to kiss his cheeks fatboys, reached fatboys under, and stroked his cock while I ran my tongue down the crack of his ass. I spread his cheeks a little bit fatboys, put my tongue on his asshole, licked him, and fucked his ass with it fatboys the way I knew he liked. I don’t normally lick ass very often but I know he enjoys it and I figured I might as well make him feel good for a few minutes before I treated him like a whore. After a few minutes of that, I got the lube, spread some on his asshole, and worked my fingers into fatboys him just fatboys as he had done to me. Then, just like him, I stroked some fatboys onto my plastic cock. However, before I was ready to fuck him I had to get myself some pleasure and I took the 4-inch vibe that fatboys I fatboys had and worked it underneath the strap-on and into my pussy. The harness from the strap-on kept fatboys it in place and it felt so good vibrating in there by itself fatboys. “Are you ready fatboys, slut?” I asked him. “I guess fatboys so,” he said. I reached up, grabbed his hair, and pulled his head back. “That’s not good enough, slut. You need to beg for it.” “Yes, please” he said, “please fuck my ass. I want you to fuck my tight ass. Please.” “I guess that will do,” I said and positioned the head of my plastic dick against his asshole. He started to fatboys back up on it and I fatboys stopped him. “I’m doing the fucking here you little whore” I snarled at him. “You stay still while I fuck you fatboys.”