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My p*** r***** boyfriend helped a cute nine year old boy, blue eyes, curly red hair, slim waist, long pale legs, to cross a busy road.

He held the boy’s delicate hand as they crossed the road. Then my boyfriend led the little boy through a gate into a builder’s yard where, just out of sight of the bog road, they kissed lovingly. The little boy felt my boyfriend’s tongue probing his mouth and licking his teeth. As the tongue explored his mouth, my boyfriend’s right hand felt his c*** and balls, pulled the zipper down and teased the tip of the little c***.

Then my boyfriend released his 7″ c*** and urinated over the boy’s shorts. He lowered the brown cargo shorts to the ankles, exposing the boy’s stylish new sun yellow underpants. The little c*** was already rising, raising a tease-me bump, stretching the fabric. My boyfriend massaged the youngster’s little p**** and as the cute 1½” boy c*** straightened, he expertly pulled the underpants down at the back, baring the b** cleft, and slipped his left middle finger into the boy’s bottom. All the while he kissed the boy’s cute lips. The left middle finger found the boy’s little prostate deep in the lower colon and giving him such a strong o***** that his knees folded and he pumped a little watery load while kneeling on the concrete floor of the yard.

When the boy was red faced, sweating and panting from the intense o***** and the little c*** was soft as a wet rag, my boyfriend took the little c*** in his mouth and drank the hot urine from the tip. Then my boyfriend turned the boy around and held him b** raised, had down, and his 7″ repeater c*** finally sank into the boy’s b** and raped, raped, raped him senseless, making him yelp with the pain of the stretched b** orifice.

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