Leo wiped sweat from his brow as he hauled hay bales across the sprawling fields, his thick curvy feminine body straining against the thin farm shirt. Born male but blessed with 40G breasts and a fat girly ass that jiggled with every step, he had taken the job on Jed's farm for the quiet isolation. The huge black farmer watched from the barn door, his presence commanding. Leo felt eyes on him and smirked, turning with hands on hips. 'You gonna help or just stare, boss?' he called, voice sharp and teasing. Jed strode over, boots heavy, a grin splitting his face. 'With an ass like that bouncing around, how's a man supposed to work?' Their banter sparked instantly, witty jabs flying as Leo challenged Jed's strength and Jed countered with compliments that made Leo's cheeks flush. Tension built as Jed 'accidentally' brushed against Leo's butt, pressing something rock hard and massive there. Leo gasped but didn't pull away, feeling the outline of Jed's giant cock through the denim. 'That what I think it is?' Leo quipped, witty and bold. Jed chuckled low. 'You like the BBC in my pants, farm boy?' He grabbed Leo's feminine 40G breasts, squeezing firmly, thumbs circling perky nipples until Leo moaned. Shirt lifted, the heavy breasts flopped free, exposed to the sun. 'On your knees,' Jed commanded, voice husky. Leo, strong and defiant, dropped but fired back, 'Make me work for it, big man.' He unzipped the pants, freeing the huge black cock, hard and throbbing. 'It won't fit in my mouth or my fat girly ass,' Leo protested, eyes wide yet horny. Jed guided it to Leo's lips for a sloppy blowjob, Leo sucking with skill, tongue swirling as he panted. 'Taste that BBC, breeder.' They moved to the hay, Leo's pussy already wet and dripping. Jed entered him from behind, pounding Leo's ass while groping breasts, both sweating and panting in rhythm. Dialogue flew: 'Harder, or are you all talk?' Leo taunted. Jed thrust deeper, making Leo's body quake. 'Your womb's mine now.' Jed came hard, unloading thick cum deep inside, filling Leo's feminine belly as eggs battled the black seed. Leo felt his womb claim the baby, pussy clenching in orgasm. 'Next round's for more,' Jed growled. But as they dressed, Leo's mind raced to the tattoo shop run by BBC men, wondering what 'black babies only' would mean for his future. The farm air hung heavy with promise of more.
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