Pedo Romp/Joe 10yo bro 8yo sister

You give Joe a nudge towards the two children. The boy is slim and slightly effeminate, just Joe's type. His sister is chubby and looking at her mother it's easy to see where she gets it from. You go up to the overweight and harassed woman. "We have a new line of low-priced toys, just come in. Why don't you take the weight off while Joe here and I show the children?" You indicate the armchairs set in an alcove.

The woman collapses gratefully into a chair. "Now you two behave yourselves and do what you are told," she says and pulls out her phone. Joe puts his arm around the boy and steers him through one of the curtained doorways at the back. You take the little girl's pudgy hand and follow.

The stock room has, as you would expect, shelves of boxes, floor to ceiling, but it doubles as a staff room, so it has a nice carpet on the floor, a sink and coffee machine on one wall, a big old couch, an armchair and a low table.

"It's a real drag, shopping with your mum," Joe says to the boy, and he vehemently agrees.

"Do you like dollies," you ask the girl, and without waiting for a reply, you reach behind and pick one off the shelf. She is a pretty doll in a dress, but when you lift the dress up she is clearly a boy doll. This is a 'special' import from Japan and is not for sale.

Joe, never one to hang around, is sitting in the armchair with the boy on his lap, looking at a picture book. On the front it looks like a standard children's book, but the pictures inside are the kind that get people arrested. He already has his hand up the leg of the boy's shorts.

"Why has dolly got a willy," the girl asks.

"Because it's a boy dolly. He's got a willy just like me and your brother. Let me show you how it works. Try catching hold of it." The doll's penis is currently limp, but by squeezing a bulb in its back, you can inflate it until it stands up.

"Oh! Why does it do that," she says letting go of the now half-hard cock.

"It's what happens to boys when they see a pretty girl that they like a lot. A pretty girl like you." You have already undone your fly buttons (zips are too risky) and as she looks, you extract your stiff cock. "See what you did to me."

On the other side of the room, the boy is on his feet between Joe's knees with his shorts down around his ankles and they are comparing cocks.

The girls looks from the doll's cock to yours and, unbidden, reaches for yours. You let her give it a squeeze and then move her hand away. "It's not fair that you can touch me, but I can't touch you," you say with a smile.

"You wanna touch my winkle?"

"Yes, but only if you want me too."

She giggles self consciously and pulls her dress up to reveal a pair of white knickers. They are tightly stretched over her plump belly and her pussy is clearly outlined under the flimsy material.

While you get your young partner to stand up and remove her underwear, Joe already has is cock in her brother's mouth. You get her to sit on the table in front of you and, moment's later, you have your head between her chubby thighs while you taste her little pussy. She squirms and wriggles around, but makes no real attempt to get away from your probing tongue and fingers.

On the other side of the room, Joe has the boy face down over the arm of the chair and as you catch his eye, he taps his watch. The seats outside are pretty comfortable and it's a fair bet that Mom will be snoring, but she's bound to wake up soon and wonder where her children are. If she came in now and saw Joe with his cock buried in the ten-year-old boy's ass and her eight-year-old daughter on her back with my cock buried to the balls in her fat little cunt, who knows what would happen.

We both pull out in time to catch most of the spunk in a tissue. It doesn't do to send them back out with it dribbling down their legs. You can't resist getting the girl to lick the last drops off the end though.

When they are dressed and respectable again, you sand them side by side. "What just happened. If you tell anyone no one will believe you. Best say nothing and you walk out with a really nice present each. You give the girl a doll (not one with an inflatable cock) in a box and the boy gets a model plane to build, before you wake their mother and hand them back over. "Come back any time, you say as they leave, clutching their gifts.

You look round the shop: