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"Hey mister, you a perv?"
At the sound of the young, high voice Kevin looked up from his phone.
"You a creep, huh? You wanna touch us?"
The girl standing in front of him as he sat on the park bench was around 7 years old. She was maybe short for her age, but with a sturdy build. Blue spandex "bicycle shorts" showed off the thick thighs and nicely bubbled ass that yes, he'd been surreptitiously staring at as she ran around.
"I don't know what you're talking about, go away."
"Sure you do," the child said, stepping closer until her crotch nearly touched his knee.
"I seen you here before. I know the looks you give. You'd love to touch me wouldn't you" she whispered.
"You want to reach your hands inside my pants and feel my little girl cunny. Don't you." she leaned forward, rubbing the top of her crotch along his knee.
Kevin didn't respond. How could he? The bulge growing in his pants answered.
"I knew it. You would even fuck me if you could, I bet" the second-grader grinned contemptuously.
"Or maybe you want my little brother? He's only five..." she gestured to the boy next to her - similar build, but smaller.
"I'm not hearing a no... I bet you want to take him to that bathroom over there. Lock the door, drag his superman underwear down and split his head with your big pedo cock. Kiss him as you cum deep in his gut."
"You're such a sick perv I bet you'd want to fuck both of us, splitting me on your cock and then making me watch as you forced him down on you. Sick fuck".
Kevin stared at the girl, in shock at the perverse words coming from her mouth.
"I... I... " he stammered. "... yes. Yes to all of it" he finished in a breathy whisper.
"Good!" said the girl in a high, cheerful voice. "We'll be in the bathroom in an hour. Bring money."
Grabbing her brother's hand, she skipped away, running back to the play area.
Kevin sat on the bench, wondering what had just happened. Was it a trap? Should he leave town?
Finally, he stood up and walked away.
To get cash...