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I had the chance again to toy again with with indigenous QT, he came as often to my wife window, I was prepared because 2 days ago I bought him a Carlos V, chocolate milk this kid friendly drinkable pouch... I'm often thinking about him, even while doing my groceries shopping. Again was in company of indigenous auntie and she-cousins. After he got me when th his overpriced cookies, I told him I got him a present, after receiving the pouch, he said he really like it. I as now accostumed, hug him tight and spanked his buttocks in a lovely way, for some reason, it's the second time it feels to me that he doesn't sports underwear, you know we can tell somehow. I wanted to call have more interaction with him as they were out sitting next to the playground. I grabbed the garbage can and used that excuse we to go outside as well and pathetically tried to force a BM, I did, I was able to pick him up and twirl him around and opportunistically, kiss him in a repid fire succession, he seems more groomed to my ways as he doesn't seem to freak. I casually asked more about them and came to know that his name is Jonathan, weird name for an indigenous boy, he actually is a 2nd. grader and he is 7 y/o nowadays. I went back to my post but short after, to the bathroom, I heard their voices and auntie and cousins went to peepee and indigenous boy came to the facilities when I was there. I feel kinda weird seen myself as an opportunistic old creep, but... Alas Nothing TOO bad happened, not illegal lines were actually crossed anyway. But is sooo hard to behave when opportunities appear. And we can't help but to fly close to the flame without going that far. As the old rappers during the early 2000's would say -"it's hard out here for a pimp" (but replacing PIMP for BLr) Well... Christmas is cumming and I may surprise the cutie with a dart-gun or some cool toy for a super beautiful indigenous 7 y/o boy I'll keep you informed. ![]() |