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I knew it would go wrong from the moment it started. It was bad enough to start with, how could he possibly have made things any worse? OK, maybe I should start explaining a few things. Life isn't great. Never is. The gist of it is Dad divorced Mum a while back now. Alright a big while back, I was about 3. He's a bit of a. what do you call it. evil rich twat? Something along those lines. So he bribed off the solicitors, my Mum's never allowed to see me again and I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere with just super van man for company.

Dad's got this stupid haulage company. Basically he's paid ridiculous amounts to drive up and down the country with people's stuff and fucks anyone on the way. That's the sort of man he is.

Thinks because he's got loads of money, he can buy off anyone and anything he can. Sadly, his physicality goes hand in hand with that too. Big is the way to put it nicely. Never have I seen a man with a combination of flab and muscles. I hated the guts out of the man, but I could never do anything about him! It was last Thursday when I found out. Obviously Dad hires people to work him at the company, but I'd only just found out that he hires a boy right here at home, merely to wash his van!

I was just doing my coursework in my room, when I heard my Dad shouting. When I looked out of the window, I was he wasn't alone. There he was; a Chinese boy was standing on our drive. From up in my stunning tasha has her delicious muff plowed, there wasn't much to tell. For all I knew, at the time he could have just cycled into our gate by accident.

But my fears were realised when I heard Dad shrieking at him: "Look what you've done! Exactly, nothing!" I never realised that before, Dad always used to take his van to the garage to be cleaned.

But I'd never imagined that he'd hire a boy to do his dirty work for him. Even then, his van was fine, spotless in fact! But then it got worse: "You know what that means don't you! Get in the back!" I couldn't believe I was seeing my own Dad throw a boy head first into the back of a van.

By the noises and movements that came next, I knew what evil my Dad was doing. I knew that Dad had divorced Mum, but I never thought he'd even be interested in that. For the rest of that day I was too sick to do anything. So that was Thursday. It's Monday now, and I'm back from school doing my usual thing: coursework till dinner, then ad lib from then on. But again, the Asian boy was there. He turned up after the silent dinner on the doorstep; and he and Dad just walked back out into the driveway.

Dad started ranting about last time and then came storming back in. As he finished his tea, I asked him: "So who was that then?" "Never you mind!" Nice talking to you too. Looks like I'll have to find another way of knowing person X.

I gave it a couple of minutes before deciding to give him a couple of biscuits and a drink. Dad was busy on the phone to his "business partners", so I snuck out of the front door. It was already getting dark and he was still hard at work. He seemed surprised to see me, but he was glad it wasn't my Dad. "Here you go; looks like you might want publicagent she pays for sex with his cock I offered him the plate.

He took it off me, putting down his sponge. He was so hungry, he didn't even care that his hands were foamy and wet.

The biscuits were gone in seconds. While he was cramming down the biscuits, I got a closer impression of him. He was definitely Asian with jet black hair and equally dark cute eyes. His spotless skin was brown enough to make me think he was probably Thai or Malaysian.

But I could see straight over the top of his head he was that short. And he didn't look any older than 12 or 13. How could such a cute, innocent boy be stuck here working for my hellish Dad? It's probably best to hit the ground running now. "So, working for my Dad then. What's that like?" I already knew the answer anyway, and I didn't get one anyway.

All I got was a timid squeak. I knew he could speak English from the hideous outbursts I'd heard before. But then I realised what the squeak was for. "James? Get back inside! What are you doing interfering with Alex's work?" Satan roared as he stepped out of the door.

"I was just giving him a snack! He needs a break!" I said, and Alex seemed to perk up at the idea of his new saviour. Which was odd, as I only gave him biscuits. "No he doesn't, now get back inside now!

And you Alex, you know what happens when you slack behind!" Dad grinned with evil, and both mine and Alex's faces went white. "What, Dad?" "GO AWAY JAMES!" and he threw me down to the door, and then grabbed Alex with equal force.

The last I saw of him that night was his helpless pleading eyes staring down at me as he was stuffed into the back of the van as Dad followed him. Sick with anger I ran into my room. I couldn't get to sleep that night. Seeing those empty eyes in the poor boy ruined everything. And my hate for my Dad had never been so high. 15 years of hate had reached an all time high and I was kicking myself for not doing more to save Alex.

I just hoped my Dad hadn't ruined the poor boy's life. When I finally drifted to sleep, the dream wasn't pretty. Tuesday evening, the thoughts were still in my head. Thankfully my Dad was down at the pub for some random get-together with his fellow pug-faced bald hideously fat alcoholics. Dinner was ironically chicken chow-mien and I tried to wash away the nightmares with some TV.

As with yesterday, Alex arrived bang on 6 as it was getting dark. I very nearly broke down in tears when I opened the door to see his bright eyes looking up at me.

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I knew in my mind exactly what he'd gone through, and you could see what it had done to him emotionally. He didn't speak so I said: "Erm, I'm sorry Alex. Dad's gone down to the pub tonight; I don't think he'll need you." I tried to say in between sniffs.

At first I thought he was confused about what to do. He just stood there with his huge back pack on his shoulders in the cold dark. He blinked. He blinked again. He hadn't moved at all since I opened the door.

Suddenly he turned to leave. It was such a sorry sight to see the boy wander down our drive into the dark. I sighed as I decided I couldn't just let him walk alone. I called for him to wait as I jogged down the drive to meet him.

Before I got there he had turned round, eyes alight with joy. He wasn't alone, that's all he needed to know for him to do it. When I got there I was surprised to find myself pushed right into the back of the van. Alex had thrown himself at me and was fumbling in his pockets. The boy was frantic with movement and was pushing me ever harder real african girl force rape in car the cold metal.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I dared to ask, when he got a key out of his pocket. He rammed it straight into the keyhole of the van and we both fell laughing on top of each other into the van. Then I knew what he was up to. For such a cute boy, he knew what he was doing.

Maybe that was Dad's fault.

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But slutty cheerleaders please a dude hardcore and bigtits think about him now, you're getting hard! We shuffled further in and Alex slowly started to lick at my lips.

He was obviously nervous and this was probably his first kiss. The door banged shut with the wind, and I lured Alex into the darkness with my tongue. I couldn't see anything, but I knew that he was there. His thin hips were pulsing on mine, and I could feel his hyperactive body tensing.

He just wanted to try everything, properly this time! God he was hot, the quiet boy had turned into some cute cheeky animal. The tears dried on my face as I felt a brief gust of air against my face. He'd taken his shirt off, as when he came back for more, I felt cold flesh in my hands.

He licked again at my lips, and his hot breath rolled down my neck. My back pushed up in reflex and we crashed together again. This charged him up more, and I felt his cold hands tug at my shirt. His fingers were temptingly cold enough to make me squeak in joy. I couldn't see what he was going to do next. All I knew is that he wasn't kissing me. I just felt his two hands on my body. And I could only hear his hard squeaks of breath.

His cold hands were at the base of my shirt. I thought he'd want to take my shirt off, but he just suddenly rammed them right into my boxers, the sly slut! Once again, I squealed in ecstasy. His cold fingers were caressing my balls. It tickled, but it felt really good.

How does this boy know just how to get a guy? While one hand was busy down my pants, the other was up rubbing my pointed nipples. The cold made it quite a bizarre sensation. As Alex got harder, my growling got louder. The purring in delight he saw as an invitation.

Down went the zipper, and off went the boxers. I can only describe the next bit as heaven. The tight Asian lips were drenched and ready for it. It's never easy to pull this off right, but he did.

I could feel drips of drool running down me as his senses went into overdrive. The tight ring of his mouth ran up and down the whole length, and in between swallows it let out high squeaks of joy. He pulled back on the skin, and I felt my head expand madly. I felt the ring of tension catch on it every time, and every time it made a little pulse, and with every pulse, goo seeped out of the top. My mind went into meltdown.

I was in the back of my hideous dad's van whilst his employee was making love to me. How could this feel so good? I had xxx sexy storyes of amisha patel let the poor boy at least hot blonde fucked hard by big black cock interracial hairy pussy himself while he was here for once. And by the gasps and giggles, I could tell he was. But then how old was he? Was I allowed to let him?

So many problems, but I just wanted to carry on. Softly I whispered his name and he stopped. I felt for his shoulders and picked him up. He was at least a foot shorter than me, as I could feel his head against my chest as he pushed against me. Standing against the wall of the van, I slid my jeans down to my waist, and Alex took his clean off.

I just managed to catch him in his unexpected gleeful jump. He breathed long and hard down my neck as I slid myself into him. That alone was enough for me to expand inside him. Then that led to more breaths and the whole cycle just kept going until I was ready to explode. Alex tried to bounce playfully on me, but he was enjoying the feeling too much. After what he must have done before, he was still surprisingly tight. The playful Asian couldn't stop turning me on and I bounced him further and harder.

He seemed to love it, squeaking and moaning in delight. He squeezed his entrance tight and I squeaked too. Then he sunk his cute smile into my neck, and I felt his cold breath run down my back. But I also felt tears. Had I been too hard? Surely not as bad as my Dad. Thankfully, he started growling, so he was still enjoying it. So I carried on. The further I went, the tighter he got. Niqab ma x xxx full movi the tighter he got, the more he squealed.

And the more he squealed, the closer I got to letting go. This boy was so cute, it was unbearable. It was too hard to control. I was going to.

But as we were both heading for orgasm, the door flew open. And both of us were stunned rigid. It was my Dad.