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, and you give her a drink of water. "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 full 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. "Why is that lady biting the boy's willy," he asks.

Joe laughs. "She's not biting, she's sucking. People like to suck willies and boys like being sucked. I bet our willy got stiff from just looking at the pictures. Would you like to be sucked?" 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 inflate it fully and, curiosity overriding her caution, she wraps a hand around it.

"Do all willies do that," she asks.

"They do. Look at your brother." Joe has pulled the boy's shorts down and showing him how to wank.

"He often plays wiv it," she says, dismissively.

"Do you want to see mine," you ask. You have already undone your fly buttons (zips are too risky) and without waiting for a reply, 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? Why?"

"Winkles are very sensitive. Dou you ever rub it? In bed, maybe, when no one can see?" She nods, blushing. "I bet I can make it feel even better than when you do it yourself."

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 the fat lips of her pussy are clearly outlined under the flimsy material.

While you get your young partner to stand up and remove her underwear, Joe already has his 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 after drinking the sedative we put in her water, you are confident that Mom will be snoring, but she's bound to wake up eventually and wonder where her precious little children are. If she came in now and saw Joe sliding his lubed-up cock into the ten-year-old boy's ass and me trying to get my tongue in her eight-year-old daughter's pussy, who knows what would happen.

You come up for air. "Did you like that," you ask. She nods vehemently. "I want to try something else. Something that is really only for grownups, but I think that a big girl like you can do it." She says nothing, but just looks at you with her eyed wide, waiting to see what you mean. You stand up straight and press the head of your cock between the fat cunny lips. She giggles as you slide it up and down, spreading precum. "Ready?" She frown a little and you push.

"OWW!" She squeals as her virgin cunt is penetrated. The room is pretty soundproof so you don't care. All you care about is the exquisite feeling of her tight sheath around your cock. Once its in, you keep pushing, surprised to discover that she can take most of it, before you hit the back.

"How does it feel now," you ask. A glance across the room shows that Joe now has his cock buried balls-deep in her brother's ass. "Do you like grownup games?" She grins and nods. When you start fucking her, she starts giggling and it only stops when her climax hits and she starts spasming, which sets you off and you start pumping spunk deep in her fat belly.

We both pull out quickly, trying to catch most of the spunk in tissues. It doesn't do to send them back out with it dribbling down their legs. Joe leaves the boy to wipe himself, and comes over to suck your spunk out of the girl's cunt, while you get her to lick the last drops off the end of your cock.

When they are dressed and respectable again, you sit them side by side. "What just happened. If you tell anyone, we will deny it and no one will believe you. Say nothing and you walk out with a really nice present each. They both nod. You give the girl a doll (not the 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.

"Can we come back next week," you hear the girl say as they go through the door.

You look round the shop: