SkyLarkinStories

  Wilson shook his ass and made his phat cheeks clap for the camera, losing track of time as he saw the view count of the livestream go up as more and more money rained into his bank account. It wasn’t until the stall door to the handicap stall was kicked open and his burly boss Bryan was yelling his ear off that he realize he had been in the bathroom for an entire hour.  “Shit!” Wilson mumbled under his breath.  “Oh shit is right, you fucking dumbass! Where have you been? Miss O’Conner is out there waiting for you to help with…the….” Bryan trailed off when he noticed what Wilson was doing.  “What the fuck is this?”  Wilson tried to come up with an excuse, but his mouth wasn’t working and all that came out was a garbled, jumbled mess of sentences.  “Save it! I can’t believe this is what you’re doing on company time—this is COMPLETELY UNACCEPTABLE! You’re—!” Wilson cut off his supervisor before he could utter those dreadful words.  He had already been f...

I was a pretty chill dude, some might even call me laidback, but I had my limits and I was reaching them with my wife Clara's little brother Reese.  He was handsome with boyish charm, curly dark brown hair that was unkempt and shaggy, and I think he used to be a wrestler in high school. I could tell that all of his hard work paid off, because his thighs and ass were looked extremely impressive. If I had to guess one thing that Reese and my wife had in common were their big butts. Two fat globes that bounced and jiggled with every step; my wife had stretch marks and I knew that Reese did too. Anyways, trying not to get too off topic, despite Reese's good looks and charm, he was lazy, selfish, careless and sloppy. Clara let him stay at our place for as long as he did, because he had a pretty bad breakup with his high school sweetheart Taylor--but if you asked for my personal opinion, I think the two were bound to split up. Now, when Clara told me that Reese was staying for a coup...

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