Red Robin Bith Boi

Stopped by Red Robin to grab a burger with the wife and I will be damn if some little Latina Sissy was not staring me down! Shameless faggot would not take his eyes off me. When I went to the bathroom to take a piss, guess who was in there cleaning up and wanted to make small talk. I played along and made sure that he got a good look at the slab of meat between my legs. There was no chance of me fucking his pretty little mouth, but that was OK because I had a plan. For the fourth time that night the little one hundred and forty pound, feminine Sissy wearing pants that were a size to small sashayed past me. I made eye contact each time he walked past and held it long enough to let him know that I was interested. The next day I stopped by the bar, and ordered at least three shots of makers Mark bourbon before he came into work. We locked eyes and I smiled as he strolled over and introduced himself. Ten minutes later, I was in the storage room fucking his mouth with my rock hard Black cock. He was a ball licker and a swallower and seemed to still be hungry. As soon as I had my cock in my pants I called my old friend that I knew was curios and told him to meet me at Red Robin. That night I converted yet another married man into the wonderful world of fucking Sissy Bois!