A Date With Katie

Desean couldn't believe his luck. When he saw 'Katie K.' on Tinder, he thought the brunette's beauty was more than a passing coincidence to the magnetic beauty or Mrs. King. When he'd taken her out on his paltry NIL money and she blabbed about how her Daddy was coach of the ball time and he could never know, yadda yadda, he knew he was on a date with Mrs. King's daughter.

Coach's wife had to have gotten divorced early for Katie to have imprinted on Jamaal so well, Desean thought. He listened to her yap about school and growing up and being such a fan of ball. He took her home, finding her tits to be even bigger than her momma's. Her pussy was tighter to boot, and it took serious effort to fit his horse-sized prick into her. But she cooed and climaxed and whimpered and whine the same way with her momma. And the thought struck Desean -- maybe his legacy should be more than winning a title for the Cocks. Maybe he should leave a bun in the ovens of this Katie and Mrs. King. And those bitches Brianna and Brooke while he was at it.