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When it was obvious there wasn’t, he responded in his soft cockney drawl. “Yeh, that’s right. All of that.” He looked down, flicking some invisible dirt away from the seam of his jeans, then looking sharply up, triumphantly delivering his sucker punch. “And What about driving around to the warehouse during work hours and fucking underage girls in the front of your van. Do I pay you for that too.” An icicle of fear shot straight down Phil’s spine, nestling in his coccyx as if rooting him to the spot. His arms suddenly each weighed ten tonnes and he nearly toppled over. The instinct to flee was strong though and he hauled himself weakly to his feet, stumbling backwards from his persecutor’s eyes. “Uhh...” he stammered, totally unprepared. The other man was totally indifferent though, and carried straight on. “Now I couldn’t see exactly how old she was, but certainly too young to have you forcing yourself inside her like that.” He came further inside the shack again, cornering Phil more. “I tell you, you could get into a whole lot of trouble over this. I mean, if anyone were to see the CCTV video I got from round there indian last week.” Phil blinked hard, and Terry’s voice became muffled as the room started to spin violently. A video? Of them in the van last week? Phil suddenly felt extremely stupid, and extremely sick. Despite the cold day his skin broke out into a sweat and he had to steady himself against the wall. softcore “So... you’re.. going to turn me in?” he asked breathlessly, realising a whole nightmare was almost certainly about to unfurl. Deep down, he knew all along this outcome was inevitable. After the initial shock he was starting to feel quite resigned to his fate. Terry threw his head back and Guffawed at his victim’s reactions. The laughing mature soon morphed into several hacking coughs, and Phil had to wait for him to gather himself. “Oh no no Phil. I don’t grass up my employees to the pigs.” He got up and sidled unsteadily over, looking more serious than ever. “But I might call them up if you don’t do exactly as I say. Now I’ve got an idea.” His eyes were doing that unsettling twinkling again and although Phil’s hopes were raised, he was still very suspicious. “I want you to bring that pretty young piece around to the site tonight and I’m gonna enjoy fucking her myself.” Phil released his clenched fists, noticing for the first time that they had actually been fully tensed up in the first place. Finally, a lifeline was being thrown in his direction and he could feel cool air in his lungs again. Remembering how to breathe, he grabbed for it in desperation and nodded quickly, even before properly thinking what it meant. “Tonight? Well... well it might be a bit tricky but...” Trailing off he saw Terry’s eyes darken, together with the whole world outside. “But... but I’m sure it’ll be ok. I mean, I’ll sort that out.” At this, the elder man’s thin lips slid back over his tobacco stained teeth and he grinned smugly. “But... but just one night sir yes?” Phil said quickly, trying to secure this deal right away. But Terry was already making his way back outside, as the wail of the siren filled the air all around. “Probably,” was the man’s glib answer, then he was gone. Phil could hear the thumping of his boots as he departed. I didn’t notice I’d been holding my breath, and I let out a deflating exhale, feeling the dread wash from my body. Not long after her mother’s death, her father began drinking. He watched his sister walk across the room. I had another instant rock-hard boner. "Mmm, aahhhh mature fuuuuck!" There was softcore plenty of space in the driveway now that so many others had left. I found it funny that every guy in the chat room automatically assumed I’d like to watch them jerk off. “If you want to, but don’t try just for me; I love your pussy as it is.” He quickly attempted to give the phones slider a boost, but dropped it beside the chair. Reaching down to kiss him, he steadily thrust into me, my ass stretching to accommodate him. He wasted no time putting his mouth over my near nipple. “My queen?” Sir Raftas asked, “Should I get indian a team to arrest Lord Ternias?”