Stable Diffusion Backlog 45
Added 2023-12-27 13:00:04 +0000 UTC20 more hot bulls, dads, chubs, hunks...
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Very hot. Again. Thanks! Are you a story writer by profession? If not you should consider it.
Jim Beefbear
2023-12-27 19:42:05 +0000 UTCFantasy about the guy on image #11. His name is Brian D'Amico a NYPD Sergeant who was still single even though he was already in his late 40s. The guys at the precinct teased him incessantly asking him if he was Irish or Italian. His answer was always “Both, what’s it to you?” He has a heart of gold but man, can he deliver the hurt if he has to. He does not miss gym time, especially leg day which reflects in his well toned glutes. He is the pride and joy of his Nona who volunteered him for a bachelor auction charity for the Our Lady of Perpetual Chastity parish charity event in Central park no less. A busty 40 year old divorcee named Heather bit $200 for him to take off his shirt and he did amid the squeals and screams of the “whoo whoo” ladies in attendance he did. He stood there looking like superman just about to fry someone with his infrared vision. The event was a success and finally he was able to get dressed and get in his cruiser. I decided to return to Islip and was driving down Southern State PKWY when I was taken down from my thoughts by the blue and red lights behind me. It was about 2 AM and I found a safe place to stop at Massapequa Park. I stayed in the vehicle and I saw through the rear view mirror this burly figure approaching my rented Hyundai Elantra from the back. My heart sank when I realized it was Sergeant D'Amico. “License and registration please.” He said in a neutral tone. He was still wearing his uniform from the event. Being the slut that I am, my eyes drifted down to the considerable bulge on his uniform cargo trousers. It looked magnificent and I could not take my eyes off it. He must have noticed it and maybe even been a bit uncomfortable because he moved a couple of steps back. He lowered his ticket pad and for some reason stood there for the longest time. I kept on looking into his eyes and then down to his crotch, my heart racing out of control. He was standing there and not moving for what it seemed to me like forever. At this point I did not know what to say or do so did not say or do anything. Then I was surprised when he said. “I got it.” Just like that. Maybe he also had telepathic abilities as well as infrared vision. My heart almost exploded when he put the ticket pad back in his back pocket, reached down, pulled down the zipper of his uniform trousers. It took a bit for him to pull his short but really fat cock and big balls out. “Open the car door.” He said in a neutral tone. I obeyed. He walked down towards me and before I knew I had my mouth full. He tasted all at once like corned beef and cabbage, and spaghetti and meatballs. He was manly, spicy, and intoxicating. After two pumps with my mouth his foreskin rolled back and my tongue lodged over his frenulum moving from side to side and up and down. So tangy! My mouth suddenly was flooded with jet after jet of his cum. He stood there for a few moments catching his breath. Then he stepped back. “Close the car door.” I obeyed without saying anything. He reached back in his pocket and pulled out the ticket pad and still wrote a ticket for speeding. “Be careful driving home.” His tone was neutral, unemotional. He and I knew nothing out of the ordinary had happened in that traffic stop. Then he turned around and lumbered back to his cruiser.
Likeburly1
2023-12-27 18:49:32 +0000 UTCThe one in the skimpy blue swimsuit is HOT!
Mikel Imaz Irastorza
2023-12-27 13:38:10 +0000 UTC
