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Kentucky HomeThe Roarks owned Kentucky Mountain Chalet Company. The business was focused solely on building Park Model homes – recreational park trailers on a single wheel-mounted chassis. The dwellings were no larger than 400 square feet and met strict national compliance guidelines. They could be towed, placed for long-term use, or permanently placed at a location where an RV or mobile home would be allowed.The Roarks were Danny and Sherry. At one time they were husband and wife. Now, they’d been divorced for a little over two years. But since life and finances were complicated, the fifty-somethings elected to continue running the business in tandem. Danny had worked for decades as a general contractor and Sherry as a banker before founding this new venture.A big believer in drinking the Kool-Aid, Danny Roark purchased one of the tiny homes for himself and set about creating a community for the cabins. Twin Pines Village was the development he started. It offered affordable housing for both renters and owners. He employed himself as the property manager. Today, he had a new tenant scheduled to move into Lot 11. It was a 12-feet-by-35-feet, 399 square foot unit with one bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, living & dining room combo, plus a sleeping loft. It was a nice and swanky – perfect for the femboi that was leasing it.Danny left the factory and headed over to Twin Pines. He parked the Dodge work truck in front of the soon-to-be occupied unit and waited. He tapped the face of his tactical military smartwatch to see the text notification from his phone. It was just his daughter. He’d check back with her later. The five-foot-nine, 185-pound, stocky, rugged man with frosty brown hair and blue eyes hopped out of the vehicle when he saw the new tenant pull up in a silver 2017 Chevy Cruze.“Windsor,” the mature White man smiled.“Hey, Mr. Roark,” lisped the young man with dark-yellow complexion and warm, coral undertone.“Danny. Please.”“My bad, Danny! Sorry, I’m late. My last client ran a little long.”“It’s no problem,” winked the man. “Let’s go on in and do the walk through. After you,” he gestured.Windsor Stevenson ascended the steps of the front porch and stopped at the door.“Oh let me,” said Danny. He moved behind the effeminate hairdresser clandestinely and extended his arms around either side of the five-foot-eleven, leggy, twink. “You smell great,” he intimated as he fumbled with the keys.“Thank trabzon escort you, Danny,” blushed the cosmetologist with dark brown eyes as he quickly walked through the threshold. Windsor turned around with incredible speed and pursed his heart-shaped, glossy lips.The powerfully-built Danny picked up the twiggy Windsor. He kissed the sissy. “Daddy can’t wait to fuck his Ebony girlie boi again!”“Ooh,” giggled the fairy.“But first,” he lowered Windsor to the floor. “Let’s take a look.”Windsor was happy with the look of the place. He explained that he had the movers ready to bring his furniture within the next hour. And before Danny left, he said, “Be here at seven o’clock sharp. I’m making you dinner, strong man!”“Ugh ugggggh uhhhh,” grunted the cave man impersonator.“You’re so corny,” shrieked the tenant.“See you later.”Danny went back to the factory and thought about stuffing his fat 7½-inch-by-6-inch cock in Windsor’s taut bubble butt. He still had a high sex drive and the Gen Z pussyboy was a hot fuck for sure. Danny had never been gay and still didn’t really think he was. He just loved the softness and sweetness of the super ladylike Black faggot. They’d met through a hookup app a few months ago and the chemistry was amazing. He was so shocked that such a young pretty thing like Windsor would go for an old fart like himself.What Danny didn’t know then, but soon found out, was that many gay twinks and feminine homos loved daddy types or bears. While he wasn’t really tall, he had a sturdy physique, a hairy body, and emanated experience. There were plenty of hot in the ass youngsters willing to give their sweet asses to him so they could feel loved by their repudiating fathers.But, Windsor was the best. Danny loved his look – firecracker red low top fade haircut with geometric designs carved throughout and the cherry-shaped rear end. His manhood rose to attention. He couldn’t wait to tap that pretty femboi asshole tonight.Back at work, Danny was glowing.“Hot date tonight,” Sherry sneered walking into his office.“Huh,” he looked up from a productivity printout. “It’s not like I care anymore,” she rolled her eyes. “Can you call Hannah. She says she needs to talk to you.”“Oh crap! I forgot. I was doin’ a walkthrough when she texted.”“Whatever! I’m heading out soon.”“Bye,” he said to his ex-wife.Danny placed the call to their only c***d who was working as a registered nurse in Ohio. escort trabzon It turned out that the 27 year-old married mother of one wanted to know what he would like for his upcoming birthday. Not a damn thing for real. He asked how his grandson was doing and inquired about her hubby. After a few more minutes of pleasantries, he went out to the factory floor to see the progress being made with the various models in production.Danny went home a little after four o’clock. He stopped off at the grocery store to get a couple cases of beer and some frozen boneless chicken breasts. He then picked up a fifth of tequila from the liquor store. He also got a pint of gin for his pretty little sissy friend. He made it to his house and showered and changed. He put on some cargo pants and a long sleeve T-shirt. He cracked open a can to get a head start.Windsor heard the knock and rushed to answer the door. “Welcome to my humble abode,” he beamed.“Damn,” Danny remarked stepping inside and setting aside the cooler he’d rolled through the housing development. “What?”“I love that you dress so gay. It turns me on,” he admitted freely.“This old thing,” winked Windsor.“Where the hell did you even find a pink apron with ‘sissy’ written on it in glitter?”“They’re rhinestones. And I bedazzled it myself, Daddy!”“Smokin’ hot!”“Thank you,” twirled the bottom showing off the black mesh midriff top and and rainbow colored biking brief undies.“Look at that ass! What’s cookin’? Smells great!”“Salisbury steak, creamed potatoes, and sweet & tangy carrots.”“Mmm!”They ate. Windsor sipped water while Danny had beer. Once finished the host cleaned up and put the leftovers away. He disappeared to the bathroom to freshen up.Danny got out the liquor and put some ice in a couple of glasses. He waited for the vixen to return.“Ahhhh,” purred Windsor when he came back. “Bombay Sapphire. My favorite!”“Housewarming gift,” grinned Danny. “Let me get some cranberry juice.”Windsor joined his beefy lover on the couch and mixed his drink. Danny was already nursing the tequila. He took a joint from one of the many pockets on his cargo jeans. He held it up for approval.Winsdor said, “Let me get this fan and raise the window real quick.”“I’ll do it, baby! Where’s the fan?”“Bedroom closet.”“Okay! Be right back.”Danny completed the work and lit up. He gave it to his precious doll first who took a deep puff and passed it back to him. trabzon escort bayan He inhaled.Soon, they were buzzing.“I want that dick, Daddy,” whined Windsor.“Pull it out, sexy!”The beautician extracted the engorged member and stroked it slowly with his slender, delicate, manicured hands.“Ahhhh,” groaned Danny. “Feels good, baby!”“Just wait for this,” the sissy lowered his head to the steamy crotch.“Oh yeah,” Danny jumped. “Suck Daddy’s cock, pussyboy!”“Mmhmm!”“I love this sexy Black ass, baby boi!”“Mmmm!”Danny spanked the firm yet supple ass cheeks. “I’m gonna tear your faggit hole up, sissy boi!” He took another sip of tequila and dipped his forefinger in the beverage. Danny rubbed it on WIndsor’s contracted entry way. He worked the large, calloused appendage inside.Windsor moaned and wiggled as he felt the brute’s finger invade his garden.“You like that, pussyboy?”“Mmhmm!”“I know you do. Daddy likes it too!”“Mmmm!”“You gonna ride me from the back so I can see that pretty ass?”“Mmhmm!”“Get on up here then!”Windsor stood and faced the opposite direction. He backed up towards Danny. The man slapped the booty and spread it apart. He leaned forward and planted his face in between them. He licked and munched.Windsor purred dramatically.“Sit on it, baby boi,” Danny ordered. He angled his thick lovestick towards the emanating hole as the punk lowered his body. “That ass is just perfect! Look at this white cock in that brown booty!”“You like it, Daddy?”“You know I do! Ride it, baby!”Windsor bounced. Danny massaged the fag’s curved shoulders and smooth, shiny back. He pulled Windsor into him. They made slow passionate love. “Turn around and look at me,” he demanded. He spun the sissy towards him without pulling out,“Fuck me,” whined Windsor as he hopped up and down on the white pole.“Yeah, fag! Ride Daddy’s dick!”“Oh my god!”Danny stood and scooped up Windsor. He hefted the tart as he walked through the tiny house to the bedroom. They fucked like this for several minutes.“You’re such a pretty li’l sissy boi,” admitted a sweating Danny.“Take this ass, Daddy! Take my li’l nigga booty.”“It’s mine!”“Say it, Danny,” begged Mindsor. “Say it. Please.”“No , sexy. I ain’t no racist,”“I know, Danny! Say it! Please!”Danny huffed. He forgave himself. “Take my big White cock, you Nigger bitch!”“Oh my god,” wailed Windsor. “Fuck me!”Danny pounded the tight booty hole until he tossed the sissy on the bed.“Fuck me, sexy,” screamed the effemiante Black bottom.“You’re my bitch,” Danny claimed.“I’m all yours!”“Hell yeah!”Danny fucked and fucked.Windsor creamed all over the fat shaft.They fell asleep in the bed.It would all start over in the morning.

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