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Shafting some Bunglas with a FTC 871

Date: 11/3/2017, Categories: Fiction, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Interracial, Non-consensual sex, Author: JohnnoAllthwaite, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

the DNA says he is Imran's we shall talk!" Kuptar replies. "Indeed," Mrs Kuptar agrees, "Perhaps we shall adopt the child." "Fucking marry our Sheila more like!" Nobby says. "Be reasonable," says Kuptar playing for time. "And second I want's a crack at your fucking Amina," Nobby says. "No!" Kuptar protests, "I cannot let a rough fellow like you associate with my daughter, she is pure!" "I want's to fuck her not fucking associate!" Nobby says. "Associate is Bungla for fuck mate," Al says helpfully. "You stupid fellow," Kuptar retorts, "I do not even want you in the same room as my daughter!" he rants. "Phone sex?" I suggests, old Kuptar nearly busts a blood vessel but the there is a screech of tyres and Imran and a couple of cousins turns up. "Ah my boys!" Kuptar exclaims as they burst in like the heroes in a bad Bollywood cop movie, "Please escort these gentlemen from my shop." I never knew what hit me, there was this cousin I never saw before and then I just went out like a light, but Nobby was made of better stuff, seems like Imran belted Nobby in the gut and Nobby puked all over his arm and then smacked Imran on the nose busting it and sending him sprawling, then like a true English gentleman Nobby legged it as fast as any eighteen stone fat bastard can leg it and headed for home, leaving Al to whack Imran's cousin in the face with a ice cold two litre bottle of Coke he planned to buy and to dodge the other cousin and leg it after Nobby leaving me on the deck out cold. ... I come round in the back room of the shop, "It seems you are not a fighting man Mr Allthwaite?" Kuptar says. "For fucks sake," I says checking me jaw and teeth, "That was out of order." "You're alive aren't you?" Imran snaps. "Just a fucking bout," I says, "No thanks to you!" "You should have let Freddie finish him off!" Imran ranted. "What's fucking stopping you," I asked. "Mr Allthwaite we are peaceful men," Kuptar said, "We are not roused easily but you have been warned." "I'll bring a fucking gun next time," I told him. "Try it," that Imran cunt says and next thing there's a fucking AK47 barrel pointing at me head, fucking Kalashnikov no less. "Right," I says, "Good point." "Freddy!" Kuptar whined, and had a real go at him in Urdu or some such, "You idiot!" "Look, no skin off my nose," I says, "Loads of folk got guns, me dad's got a Lee Enfield in the shed." "What is this?" this girl asks and I saw Amina's face through the face hole in the tent she wore. "Fucking hell," I exclaimed, "You gone all religious?" "No," she replied sadly, "Go home John," she said and added, "Don't come back!" "Christ you changed," I said remembering how she used to leap about playing Netball at school in a short skirt flashing her knickers when she was in year ten before her tits developed. "Go!" she said. I didn't need a second telling, I stood up wobbled a bit and headed out the back door down the yard and out into the back alley where I had a quick look back before I legged it for home. ...