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You pull up to the siblings, as they are less supervised. They look fairly similar; the older one is about 13, and the younger is 9 or 10, both sharing sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. The younger brother perks up as he notices you, grinning from ear to ear and showing off his subtle dimples. As he climbs onto his feet, he trips and stumbles into the older brother. While muttering, "John..." and reprimanding the boy, you notice him blush furiously and a tent beginning to form in his tight athletic shorts. John, as you heard him call the younger brother, clings onto the side of your truck and leaves his horny brother in the dust. | You pull up to the siblings, as they are less supervised. They look fairly similar; the older one is about 13, and the younger is 9 or 10, both sharing sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. The younger brother perks up as he notices you, grinning from ear to ear and showing off his subtle dimples. As he climbs onto his feet, he trips and stumbles into the older brother. While muttering, "John..." and reprimanding the boy, you notice him blush furiously and a tent beginning to form in his tight athletic shorts. John, as you heard him call the younger brother, clings onto the side of your truck and leaves his horny brother in the dust. | ||
"Hi there!" you say to the ten year old. | "Hi there!" you say to the ten year old. | ||
"Hello mister", he says. "do you have any Popsicles?" | "Hello mister", he says. "do you have any Popsicles?" | ||
"Sure I do," you say, palming your dick through your pants. "Would your brother like one too?" | "Sure I do," you say, palming your dick through your pants. "Would your brother like one too?" | ||
"Tom?" he asks, looking at his brother, "do you want one?" | "Tom?" he asks, looking at his brother, "do you want one?" | ||
"Sure," he says, adjusting his pants to confine his member. "We'll take two sir". | "Sure," he says, adjusting his pants to confine his member. "We'll take two sir". | ||
As you shuffle around the back of your truck, you grab two orange Popsicles out of the freezer. You can't wait to see those kids sucking on them. Turning around, you are stunned as you see Tom bending over to tie his brother's shoe, revealing his tight bubble butt through his shorts. You hand them their Popsicles, and they both smile and say thank you. Suddenly, the older brother's mood drops and he looks at you, ashamed. | As you shuffle around the back of your truck, you grab two orange Popsicles out of the freezer. You can't wait to see those kids sucking on them. Turning around, you are stunned as you see Tom bending over to tie his brother's shoe, revealing his tight bubble butt through his shorts. You hand them their Popsicles, and they both smile and say thank you. Suddenly, the older brother's mood drops and he looks at you, ashamed. | ||
"Uhmm, sir... we don't have any money." | "Uhmm, sir... we don't have any money." | ||
You say, | You say, | ||
Revision as of 23:15, 6 November 2016
You pull up to the siblings, as they are less supervised. They look fairly similar; the older one is about 13, and the younger is 9 or 10, both sharing sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. The younger brother perks up as he notices you, grinning from ear to ear and showing off his subtle dimples. As he climbs onto his feet, he trips and stumbles into the older brother. While muttering, "John..." and reprimanding the boy, you notice him blush furiously and a tent beginning to form in his tight athletic shorts. John, as you heard him call the younger brother, clings onto the side of your truck and leaves his horny brother in the dust. "Hi there!" you say to the ten year old.
"Hello mister", he says. "do you have any Popsicles?"
"Sure I do," you say, palming your dick through your pants. "Would your brother like one too?"
"Tom?" he asks, looking at his brother, "do you want one?"
"Sure," he says, adjusting his pants to confine his member. "We'll take two sir".
As you shuffle around the back of your truck, you grab two orange Popsicles out of the freezer. You can't wait to see those kids sucking on them. Turning around, you are stunned as you see Tom bending over to tie his brother's shoe, revealing his tight bubble butt through his shorts. You hand them their Popsicles, and they both smile and say thank you. Suddenly, the older brother's mood drops and he looks at you, ashamed.
"Uhmm, sir... we don't have any money."
You say,