This 4th of July, I wish I was getting fucked under the bleachers by a red-blooded all-American dad with a beer gut. While everybody else is having fun and watching the fireworks and enjoying their barbecue, I'm getting my guts rearranged. He has one large hand covering my mouth as his hips snap aggressively against my own, demolishing my ass as his panting breath loudly rasps away in my ear.
Of course, he's also wearing a baseball cap and those lil tight shorts, with his wedding ring catching the fading evening light. Being the man of the house is a tough job after all, and I'm more than willing to be the neighbourhood cumdump. His needs come first, as well as all the other dads on the block.













