Fate/Board/Theatre/Romero/Tell
From Create Your Own Story
"Really? I didn't know that could be a problem for girls!"
"Maria, you're still very young. You have a lot to learn..."
"No, I mean... I love taking really huge cocks!" You giggle and toss your hair back. Romero's mouth drops open at your boldness.
"I mean, Tommy Mitchell from the football team is absolutely massive. I love it when he doggie fucks me after games! Oh my God, and DeShawn Johnson uses my little cunt to fuck his huge black dick after basketball practice... And Officer Muñoz, who does the drug prevention program - Jesus, his cock is thicker than a beer can!"
Romero's cock, thick and jaw-droppingly long, is stretched down the leg of his jeans. Your stories definitely had the desired effect.
You spread your legs, letting him see your tiny, hairless pink pussy. You're wet and your pussy juice drips onto his chair. You feel your nipples pressing hard against your sweater; it would be great to take it off...
"You can't possibly be as big as them." You sneer, challenging him.
Something seems to snap in Mr. Romero.
"You teasing little bitch," he growls. His hand goes down to his straining, fabric covered dong. He rubs it as he hungrily takes in your ripe, perfect teen body. "Is that what you want? You want Mr. Romero's fucking monster to destroy that pretty little cunt, baby?
"Mmm! Yes!" You squeal, quickly getting down on your knees, licking your lips and staring longingly up at him. You love a take-charge sort of man!
"I'm gonna fuckin' tear that slutty little quim up, bitch."
Romero slowly unzips his jeans -- he's not wearing underwear! All you can see is a thick bush of black pubic hair, but suddenly his hand reaches deep inside and pulls on something heavy. In a second, it's out, swinging rock hard and throbbing towards the ceiling. Mr. Romero has the biggest, nastiest, hottest joint you've ever seen. You can't help but gasp and squeal in excitement. Over 10 inches of veiny, wrist-thick Italian sausage with an absolutely humongous uncut purple knob. His bull nuts are just as big, nearly the size of lemons and hanging down low in their wrinkly, overly-furred sack.
"This enough meat for you, whore?"
You got him where you want him so you:
