Tiger and Supreme Part 2


Supreme (aka Castro), Chicago’s uncontested fuck-thug, has 11-and-a-half fat inches of pipe and the muscle to back it up. But when Supreme twists an ankle in a pick-up game and makes the mistake of limping to Tiger Tyson’s pad, the Big Apple’s biggest and baddest porn star. Yeah, Tiger’s sympathetic. He tells Supreme to relax, son. But Tiger is also Tiger. So when Supreme lies down, Tiger is out of his pants and on top of him. It’s a luscious match between two fine bodies, but no real contest. After a little wrestling, Tiger has Supreme sniffing his dick and licking at it. Before long Supreme is taking Tiger up his tank. “You’re my bitch,” Tiger brags. “Chicago’s finest got topped.” Maybe the pain in Supreme’s ass makes him forget his ankle. Tiger’s hard fuck-rod plumbs Supreme deep. After pounding in several positions and trash-talking all the way, the winner pulls out, grunts and leaves thick puddles on Supreme’s back. The loser plays dead, or maybe he is. Tiger sinks down on Supreme like he’s one big meat mattress.

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