Bob fucks her dyke prostate

Liesje looked around. The coast was clear. She dragged Bob with her into the little storage room and locked the door behind them.

”We can fuck my ass in here.”

Bob threw his arms around her and pushed her up against the wall, kissing her. He groped her ass crack through her bike shorts. But just as his jaws was starting to bite into her mouth real good, she pulled away. She pushed him off her.

”What’s the matter? I know you’re horny in that ass. Don’t fucking deny it.”

Liesje looked scared.

”I’m just so worried that you’re gonna tell somebody. If the other dykes find out I’ve been penetrated by a male, I’ll never get a girlfriend again.”

Bob couldn’t believe it.

”Oh, look in the fucking mirror. Short hair, small tits – you’re a fucking ugly homo dyke! I’m not exactly going to brag about fucking you!”

He was going to fuck her, though. He needed a dyke’s ass. Dykes had such sick levels of testosterone that theyy grew prostates, just like males. And all Bob wanted in bed was to press his penis against a prostate. With Liesje, he would get what he needed without having to have actual gay sex.

And she did have a nice ass.

”You have a nice ass, though.”

”Thank you.” Liesje pulled her bike shorts down to her knees and lay down on the floor, face down.

”No! Not like that!” Bob barked. ”Doggy style! Like a fucking girl, like a straight bitch!”

Liesje got up.