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Memo left the barbershop. His freshly cut gelled back pompadour raven-hair looked amazing. He rubbed his razor-fade sides. The five-eight stocky dude hopped in his red 4-door Chevy Silverado 1500 pickup truck that had limo tint all around. He was headed off the law office. The huge exhaust pipe roared as he cranked up his macho truck. He pressed the pedal with his black pointy-toe Mexican El Malcreado deer-skin ‘botas’, or boots in English. The brand name basically meant ‘Black sheep of the family’.
Unfortunately or not, Memo, legal name of Guillermo Mendoza, was off to meet his soon-to-be ex-wife at the mediator.’s office. Today, they were finalizing their divorce. Memo had hard fallen for the chocolate sissy bitch that delivered his daughter.
He called his faggot lover. “Hey, sexy,” he said to the demure five-foot-six pussyboi.
“Hey, papi,” replied the tender supple voice belonging to Shay Coles. “How are you?”
“I’m good, Putita,” he said referencing his bitch in the loving way to say slut. “Just on my way to rid myself of Marisa.”
“Are you really doing this for me?”
“Hell yeah! That apple bottom and those smooth curves seduced me,” he explained.
“Thank you,” Shay replied. “I don’t have a lot of time right now. I’ll call back later,” the certified nurse midwife told him.
“Okay, mami! Love you!”
“I love you too,” cooed the femme bottom.
“I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you tonight,” he shared.
Memo entered the office building. His stride made everyone take notice. Dressed in his hand-stitched, fitted leather vest and gray Perry Ellis dress jeans. He tapped the button for the elevator with his forefinger. The gold nugget pinky ring sat prominently on his right hand. He looked down at his rose gold wedding band and thought it was time to discard it.
Memo got off on the fifth floor. He walked into the suite belonging to Kilpatrick, Olson & Rodriguez, Attorneys at Law. The receptionist greeted and asked if he’d like a water.
Within moments, Memo was called back to the conference room. He sat across the oak from Marisa and her lawyer. It was a no contest divore. He simply wanted out of the marriage, but he planned to fully take care of his little princessa, Monica.
Memo signed the paper after a small bit of conversation. He slid off the diamond encrusted wedding ring and set it on the table. That meant finality, Marisa sobbed softly to herself.
Memo rushed out of the office back to his truck. He drove to the condo into which he and Shay recently moved. He grabbed a Modelo Especial from the fridge and sat on the plush couch. He turned on the TV to watch boxing highlights. The Aztec light-brown man who had French and German heritage along with his native blood unfastened his jeans and pulled out his generously thick 7½-inch, curvy Mexican cock. The head was even wider than the shaft he was so ready for Shay to get home.
He thought back to last night when he was fucking the dark-skinned effeminate boi. He ripped off his expensive black T-shirt and started jerking his tool. Both of his arms were covered in East L.A. black-and-gray tatts. He stroked it wildly as he recalled the time with Shay.
The golf course manager closed his light-brown eyes and remembered how he had Shay on their California King waterbed. Shay’s svelte cherry-shaped booty was in the air. He grabbed the faggot and threw him on the edge of the bed. Memo then spat in Shay’s cute hairless ass crack. He was ready to enter. Usually, he would have eaten his bitch’s pussy, but that night he just wanted to fuck and manhandle his little sissy. He pushed inside slowly. His fat cock head spread the clenched brown hole.
Shay had screamed, “Owwwww!”
“Take it,” he’d ordered.
“Yes, Papi,” whined the tart. “Give me all that big curvy Mexican dick!”
“Mmhmm,” groaned Memo.
He banged the femboi hard while his feet were on the ground. Because Shay loved role play, he had on his boots and vest plus a white Indiana Jones style golfing hat.
“Fuck me,” cooed Shay. “Fuck my faggot boipussy!”
“Yeah, baby! You got me ready to marry your gay ass!”
Memo put his right hand on Shay’s right shoulder blade. He placed his left hand on the left side of Shay’s waist. He pulled the trap motherfucker into him as he drilled the boipussy with incredible force. Then he grabbed a fistful of Shay’s large Afro. “You’re such a pretty bitch!” His beefy squat body thrusted. “I love this chocolate ass!”
His engorged manhood took full advantage of Shay’s magnificently round derriere.
“Fuck me, Memo! Fuck me harder,” wailed the sissy bottom.
“Yeah, baby! All this big curvy Mexican dick is for you!”
“You left your wife for me?”
“Hell yeah! Because this pussy is way better,” confessed the 33 year-old. “And I love your girly Black ass!”
“It’s yours, Papi.”
“Better be,” he huffed.
Memo hooked his arm underneath Shay’s and pulled the sissy upwards. He pounded with the vigor of a jackrabbit.
Shay had screamed and cooed.
The man whose family hailed from Guadalajara and Guanajuato slammed his juicy, sizable curved Mexican into Shay’s whimpering asshole. “I love fucking you!”
“I love the way you fuck me,” Shay had cried out.
Memo flashed back to reality. He grunted as his massive tool exploded an amazingly large load. He got up to clean himself off. Then, he texted Shay. ‘Get home soon chocolate bitch!’
Shay did not respond immediately, but Memo knew Shay was busy at work. But when he did reply, he wrote, ‘Yes Mono’.
Shay calling Memo a nickname for a newborn monkey made his shit get back hard. He was dying to fuck the sissy again. The guy who was born in San Diego and now lived in Scottsdale, Arizona went back to get another.
He leaned back on the couch and wait for the sissy love of his life.
Unfortunately or not, Memo, legal name of Guillermo Mendoza, was off to meet his soon-to-be ex-wife at the mediator.’s office. Today, they were finalizing their divorce. Memo had hard fallen for the chocolate sissy bitch that delivered his daughter.
He called his faggot lover. “Hey, sexy,” he said to the demure five-foot-six pussyboi.
“Hey, papi,” replied the tender supple voice belonging to Shay Coles. “How are you?”
“I’m good, Putita,” he said referencing his bitch in the loving way to say slut. “Just on my way to rid myself of Marisa.”
“Are you really doing this for me?”
“Hell yeah! That apple bottom and those smooth curves seduced me,” he explained.
“Thank you,” Shay replied. “I don’t have a lot of time right now. I’ll call back later,” the certified nurse midwife told him.
“Okay, mami! Love you!”
“I love you too,” cooed the femme bottom.
“I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you tonight,” he shared.
Memo entered the office building. His stride made everyone take notice. Dressed in his hand-stitched, fitted leather vest and gray Perry Ellis dress jeans. He tapped the button for the elevator with his forefinger. The gold nugget pinky ring sat prominently on his right hand. He looked down at his rose gold wedding band and thought it was time to discard it.
Memo got off on the fifth floor. He walked into the suite belonging to Kilpatrick, Olson & Rodriguez, Attorneys at Law. The receptionist greeted and asked if he’d like a water.
Within moments, Memo was called back to the conference room. He sat across the oak from Marisa and her lawyer. It was a no contest divore. He simply wanted out of the marriage, but he planned to fully take care of his little princessa, Monica.
Memo signed the paper after a small bit of conversation. He slid off the diamond encrusted wedding ring and set it on the table. That meant finality, Marisa sobbed softly to herself.
Memo rushed out of the office back to his truck. He drove to the condo into which he and Shay recently moved. He grabbed a Modelo Especial from the fridge and sat on the plush couch. He turned on the TV to watch boxing highlights. The Aztec light-brown man who had French and German heritage along with his native blood unfastened his jeans and pulled out his generously thick 7½-inch, curvy Mexican cock. The head was even wider than the shaft he was so ready for Shay to get home.
He thought back to last night when he was fucking the dark-skinned effeminate boi. He ripped off his expensive black T-shirt and started jerking his tool. Both of his arms were covered in East L.A. black-and-gray tatts. He stroked it wildly as he recalled the time with Shay.
The golf course manager closed his light-brown eyes and remembered how he had Shay on their California King waterbed. Shay’s svelte cherry-shaped booty was in the air. He grabbed the faggot and threw him on the edge of the bed. Memo then spat in Shay’s cute hairless ass crack. He was ready to enter. Usually, he would have eaten his bitch’s pussy, but that night he just wanted to fuck and manhandle his little sissy. He pushed inside slowly. His fat cock head spread the clenched brown hole.
Shay had screamed, “Owwwww!”
“Take it,” he’d ordered.
“Yes, Papi,” whined the tart. “Give me all that big curvy Mexican dick!”
“Mmhmm,” groaned Memo.
He banged the femboi hard while his feet were on the ground. Because Shay loved role play, he had on his boots and vest plus a white Indiana Jones style golfing hat.
“Fuck me,” cooed Shay. “Fuck my faggot boipussy!”
“Yeah, baby! You got me ready to marry your gay ass!”
Memo put his right hand on Shay’s right shoulder blade. He placed his left hand on the left side of Shay’s waist. He pulled the trap motherfucker into him as he drilled the boipussy with incredible force. Then he grabbed a fistful of Shay’s large Afro. “You’re such a pretty bitch!” His beefy squat body thrusted. “I love this chocolate ass!”
His engorged manhood took full advantage of Shay’s magnificently round derriere.
“Fuck me, Memo! Fuck me harder,” wailed the sissy bottom.
“Yeah, baby! All this big curvy Mexican dick is for you!”
“You left your wife for me?”
“Hell yeah! Because this pussy is way better,” confessed the 33 year-old. “And I love your girly Black ass!”
“It’s yours, Papi.”
“Better be,” he huffed.
Memo hooked his arm underneath Shay’s and pulled the sissy upwards. He pounded with the vigor of a jackrabbit.
Shay had screamed and cooed.
The man whose family hailed from Guadalajara and Guanajuato slammed his juicy, sizable curved Mexican into Shay’s whimpering asshole. “I love fucking you!”
“I love the way you fuck me,” Shay had cried out.
Memo flashed back to reality. He grunted as his massive tool exploded an amazingly large load. He got up to clean himself off. Then, he texted Shay. ‘Get home soon chocolate bitch!’
Shay did not respond immediately, but Memo knew Shay was busy at work. But when he did reply, he wrote, ‘Yes Mono’.
Shay calling Memo a nickname for a newborn monkey made his shit get back hard. He was dying to fuck the sissy again. The guy who was born in San Diego and now lived in Scottsdale, Arizona went back to get another.
He leaned back on the couch and wait for the sissy love of his life.
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