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| It’s an old brick rectangular building with three doors: the centre of each of the two long sides of the entrances to the ladies and gents, while at one end there’s a door marked private. It’s locked, but when you knock, you hear the bolt being drawn. | | It’s an old brick rectangular building with three doors: the centre of each of the two long sides are the entrances to the ladies and gents, while at one end there’s a door marked private. It’s locked, but when you knock, you hear the bolt being drawn. |
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| The man who lets you in is old, like the building, he has always been old to you. The room is small, maybe three yards by three and there is an opening opposite the entrance leading to a passageway runs down the length of the building. The janitor, for that’s who he is, sits down on an old armchair and you can see his grubby -looking underwear through his open fly. You help yourself to a coffee from the pot stands on a table beside a sink and sit in the other armchair. | | The man who lets you in is old, like the building, he has always seemed old to you. The room is small, maybe three yards by four and there is an opening opposite the entrance leading to a passageway that runs down the length of the building between the ladies and the gents. The janitor, for that’s who he is, sits down on an old armchair and his baggy shorts and lack of underwear means that you can see his limp cock. You help yourself to a coffee from the pot that stands on a table beside a sink and sit in the other armchair. |
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| “How have you been,” you enquire. | | “How have you been, you dirty old bugger,” you inquire. |
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| Your host shrugs; “okay I guess.… You?” You tell him you’re okay too and ask him if he’s had any luck. He shrugs again; “not much, I guess you saw the little girl who just left?” You nod and wait for him to tell you. “Boring; she just had a piss and I couldn’t see anything because her dad stood in the way.” | | Your host shrugs; “okay I guess... You?” You tell him you’re okay too and ask him if he’s had any luck. He shrugs again; “not much, I guess you saw the little girl who just left?” You nod and wait for him to tell you. “Boring; she just had a piss and I couldn’t see anything because her dad stood in the way.” |
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| You sit and drink your coffee, talking about old times until you hear somebody coming in to the ladies side. The janitor picks up a remote control, opens the laptop computer and turns it so that you can both see the screen. There’s a girl, about five or six years old standing in the doorway and, judging by the body language, he’s telling her that she is old enough to go in by herself and that he’ll wait outside. | | You sit and drink your coffee, talking about old times until you hear somebody coming into the ladies side. The janitor picks up a remote control, opens the laptop computer and turns it so that you can both see the screen. |
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| The girl walks uncertainly down the row of stalls until she reaches the last one, right beside the room you’re in. She’s not an especially attractive girl; overweight and with a pasty face and straggly hair. She is wearing a skirt that barely covers her large butt and a white shirt that’s only partially tucked in to the waistband.
| | * [[Sexy Fun Times/Laid/Park/Toilets/Baby|A man with a baby]] |
| | * [[Sexy Fun Times/Laid/Park/Toilets/Girl|A man with a girl]] |
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| When she enters the stall, the janitor switches cameras and you now have a view from the front from about two feet high and slightly at an angle. The girl looks at the WC hesitantly and then runs out again. “She needs help from her father,” the janitor said, let’s see what happens. Moments later the girl comes back to the same cubicle, leading her father by the hand.
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| She lifts up her skirt, revealing a grubby pair of panties that are showing a damp patch around the crotch and she’s jigging up and down as her father pulls her panties down and lifts her onto the seat. He stands to one side, giving you and the janitor a perfect view of the long stream of piss coming out of the girl’s chubby little pussy. The janitor nudges you and points to where her father’s cock is pushing out the front of his pants as he watches.
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| When she is finished her father takes some tissue and wipes her; then she slips down onto the floor and waits for him to pull her panties up again. He looks around and says something to her. “I really should get sound as well,” the janitor says; he already has his half-hard cock in his hand. Instead of getting her dressed, the man pulls his cock out.
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| “Are you recording this,” you ask.
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| “Of course,” the janitor says; “do you think..?” You grin and nod. “I’m glad you came,” he says; “I couldn’t have taken him on my own.”
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| The girl barely has to bend down to take his cock in her mouth and it’s obviously not for the first time. After a few moments he moves round and sits down on the WC and the girl stands between his knees, holding his shaft with her hand and with her head bobbing up and down. It doesn’t take long before he bares his teeth in a rictus grin and puts his hand on the back of the girl’s head to hold her still as he ejaculates into her mouth.
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| As soon as he’s finished, we both make our way around to the door; the girl comes out first, still swallowing, followed by her father. His face registers shock, quickly followed by annoyance, quickly followed by fear as we stand barring his way. “We’ve got a video we thought you might like to see,” the janitor says.
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| He blusters a little as he realises that he’d be no match for the two of us, and he’s almost in tears as he follows us meekly into the janitor’s room. There are only two chairs and the janitor and you take one each; the man and the girl stand in front of the table looking at the screen as we play back the recording. The man is trembling, but the girl is just curious. “Wha, What are you going to do,” he stammers.
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| The janitor and you look at each other and he winks at you. “I don’t think it’s fair you should have this fat little slut all to yourself,” he says. The man visibly winces as it dawns on him what we might have in mind. “Why don’t you go and sit over there out of the way,” the janitor says, pointing at the corner of the room. The video has come to an end and the girl watches as her father sits down on the bare floor.
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| “What’s your name,” you ask the girl. She tells you she’s called Melanie and she is five years old. “So how long have you been sucking your dad’s cock?” She shrugs and blushes.
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| “Do you only suck him, or do you do anything else,” you ask. The girl looks puzzled as if she can’t imagine what else there is. “Does your dad ever kiss your pussy,” you ask, and she frowns; shaking her head.
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| The janitor has had enough conversation. “Get undressed,” he orders. You remember when he first said that to you and watch the girl flinch, but she just stands there. “Tell her Dad,” he barks, turning towards her father who is still cowering in the corner.
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| “Go on Melanie; it’s best if you do what they tell you,” he says. All three of us watch as she slowly takes her clothes off; she undoes all the buttons on her shirt before taking it off and then holding it what she looks around for somewhere to put it.
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| “Give it your father,” the janitor says, as she walks over and hands it to him, before coming back to stand in front of us. The skirt has an elastic waist and she pulls it down over the swell of her ass before stepping out of it and, without being told, walks over to give it her father. Wearing only her panties and her shoes and socks, she stands in front of us, seemingly not embarrassed. Her fat has given her embryo tits as big as a ten-year-old’s and the elastic waistband of her panties has slipped down below the swell of her belly.
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| The janitor tells her to turn round before she takes her panties off and we both watch as she tugs them down over her butt, and then steps out of them and carries them over to her father. By the time she gets back to us, we’ve both got our cocks out and she stops and looks from one to the other. The janitor’s circumcised cock is quite thin, but over six inches long and covered in knobbly blue veins; yours is a full two inches longer and a good deal thicker and when she sees it, the girl bites her lip.
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| Up to this point, the girl clearly assumes that she is just going to give us both a blowjob; we, on the other hand have a much better idea. When the janitor lifts her up onto the table, she looks surprised but she doesn’t resist as he pushes her back, so that her knees come up and he can spread them apart to get a better look at her pussy. She seems even more surprised when he leans forward and presses his mouth against her fat juicy little cunt and starts licking and sucking on her clit. When you see her mouth open into and ‘O’ of surprise, it’s pretty obvious that this is a first for her.
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| * [[Sexy Fun Times/You watch|You watch]]
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| * [[Sexy Fun Times/You get her father to give you a BJ|You get her father to give you a BJ]]
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| * [[Sexy Fun Times/You wait for your turn|You wait for your turn]]
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| [[Category:Sexy Fun Times|Go to the park]] | |
It’s an old brick rectangular building with three doors: the centre of each of the two long sides are the entrances to the ladies and gents, while at one end there’s a door marked private. It’s locked, but when you knock, you hear the bolt being drawn.
The man who lets you in is old, like the building, he has always seemed old to you. The room is small, maybe three yards by four and there is an opening opposite the entrance leading to a passageway that runs down the length of the building between the ladies and the gents. The janitor, for that’s who he is, sits down on an old armchair and his baggy shorts and lack of underwear means that you can see his limp cock. You help yourself to a coffee from the pot that stands on a table beside a sink and sit in the other armchair.
“How have you been, you dirty old bugger,” you inquire.
Your host shrugs; “okay I guess... You?” You tell him you’re okay too and ask him if he’s had any luck. He shrugs again; “not much, I guess you saw the little girl who just left?” You nod and wait for him to tell you. “Boring; she just had a piss and I couldn’t see anything because her dad stood in the way.”
You sit and drink your coffee, talking about old times until you hear somebody coming into the ladies side. The janitor picks up a remote control, opens the laptop computer and turns it so that you can both see the screen.