"I can't take it anymore, hold the gun Dylan, I have to do this or I'll regret it if I don't do it now."
From the hiding place in the bushes where they were, Tim quickly handed the gun to Dylan. After his friend held the device, the 10-year-old boy placed the bag with the 4 naked girls on the ground. Without wasting any more time, Tim unbuttoned his pants and lowered his boxers, letting out his more than endowed cock.
"If you had told me a few months ago that I would have a bag with 4 tiny, naked girls at my mercy, "My cock would have gotten as hard as a log just imagining it and now that my dream has come true, I'm not going to miss the opportunity."
With a malicious look on his face, Tim got on all fours with his cock dangling over the hole in the bag. Then he lowered himself, plugging the single hole with his throbbing flesh. The bag quickly filled with the musky smell of Tim's crotch, while everything was plunged into great darkness for the girls. After putting his salami inside, he tightened the knots of the bag so that it would stay in place and once everything was ready, Tim began to move his hips frantically back and forth like a puppy. During the process Dylan could hear the little screams of the girls inside the bag, the little ones were shaken roughly, colliding with each other and against Tim's hardened cock.
"Fuck, if I knew this would feel so good, we would have walked past the school and filled the bag to the top."
After his somewhat cruel comment. Tim released his entire load inside the bag creating a mess of white, sticky flooding inside. After he was satisfied and emptied all his seed inside, Tim gave Dylan a mischievous smile and proceeded to take his crotch out of the bag. After doing that, he proceeded to close it again and shook it like a maraca, causing everything inside to be well mixed.
Once he finished shaking everything, Tim opened the bag and looked inside, finding the amusing sight of the four unconscious girls, others dizzy but all of them were dripping semen from each of their holes.
"Oh Dylan, look at this, they're all sticky and cute."
"I'd rather not look at that in there."
"Your loss... Hey Dylan, I have an idea."
"What is it about?"
"Seeing these girls completely tamed by my little game gave me the idea... What if we started a business?"
"A business? But we're not old enough for that."
"Don't be silly, seeing these girls has given me an idea that you would like to hear and that goes with one of your talents."
"Okay, tell me what it is."
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