Edward had tears running down his cheeks. His lip bleeding from the impact, Michael reeled backward, in surprise, then turned and punched the boy in the face, knocking him out cold. Big cock “Harder!” Michael screamed. “Come on kid, get in, i’m leaving in five seconds with or without you, but your brother is coming with me, he’s far too young to spend a night on the streets, he’d never survive.” Michael said impatiently. “No sir” Jessie replied;
“Your sitting in a booth, in the county bar, kid, how’d you get ‘ere?” Michael asked,
“My dad dropped me off” Jessie replied, head down in shame. The ploy always worked with brothers. He specialised in little boys, American, white, from the ages of six to thirteen.




















