Bringing in migrant, How Stumpy got his nick name

It was that sour bit of the night just afore aurora, you couldn't see sod all which suited we just fine. The slight sea fashion plate rocked our boat the"funfair Maid"as we approached the land and the engine just burbled on tick over as we crept in, normally it had a big diesel motor but Denzil fitted a straight six petrol out of an old combine harvester as he were to tight fisted to pay up when he blew the Rudolf Diesel up trying to outrun the coastguard.

radar showed Trellewin bay coming up,"Nearly there lads,"I shouted down in to the fish hold where about forty blokes was crammed in.

One or two popped their foreland out to see the faint precis of the breaker on the sandy beach.

"You want the A30 route for London,"I reminded them as Dan pulled the dory up on it halyard so they could climb aboard.

We was decent about it see, no casting they adrift off Calais and pocketing the cash, no we landed they on the Scilly Isles.

Least old Dan did. forty odd on em climbed in dory designed for ten and off they went into the dark.

Which left half a dozen miss, we told they iffen they stuck swimsuits on we could sneak they ashore at Mousehole a couple at a time as plodding would be too busy eyeing up their boob and that to worry if they was immigrants.

Course that was bollocks, they'd get picked up immediate smarting but at least they was on mainland not a poxy uninhabited island two mi from the next poxy uninhabited island ten sea mile from the next poxy inhabited island. It were alike survival of the fit, we landed several hundred and there hadn't been none caught. Few was washed ashore off of solid ground End mind.

Didn't grant a fuck really, Denzil were so antiblack he even hated folks from Devon let alone somewhere foreign.

He were down in fish hold sorting the shuttle out with bathing costume. These was birds what usually wore they Burkas, head to toe tent things where you couldn't see nothing but their eyes.

"Oi Jethro,"he shouts,"Look at the fucking mammilla on this one."

"nooky off,"I said,"Keep yer mits off."

The evident auditory sensation of someone being smacked round the head wafted up from the fish hold.

"The bloody squawk slapped me,"Denzil shouted.

"Leave her bosom alone then,"I shouted.

"I never touched her bosom, I was doing a Donald trump,"he shouted back.

"What you been grabbin'pussy ?"I asked.

"What I said were'nt it."he replied.

"Maybe you should have asked first,"I joked.

"I did,"he replied,"She said"screw off."Speaks Engish all sudden like."

I couldn't leave the wheel star sign, Ross had to give ear about in engine room ready to come out the locomotive engine if Coast Guard showed up, so I told Denzil to bring the mouthy one up on deck.

Even in the red lambency of the wheelhouse lights and in her underwear I could see she had a rack to die for,"No speako Englaise eh ?"I queried.

"Fuck off,"she replied.

"I guess she only knows one word."I says.

"Bloody bitch, chip in me the justly cornet then slaps me chops,"Denzil explained eloquently.

"wellspring yield her one up the ass like her uncles do,"I suggested

"No, I will not let you !"she replied.

"Look dearie,"I explained,"Getting fucked is an occupational hazard for illegals, if we don't the plodding will."

"So what, you fuck me and thrust me over the incline ?"she asked.

"Well it don't make no gumption the other way round does it ?"I laughed,"You hurt Denzil's feelings not fancying him."

"And you Mister maitre d', will you fuck me too ?"she asked.

"Think I'll bye"I said."No offence.

"But you let this servant fuck me ?"she asked.

"piece of ass you,"says Denzil,"You ought to be begging for my spunk."

"He's a racist,"I said,"Makes Hitler wait like a Liberal."

"Who is this Der Fuhrer ?"she asked.

"release it and spread your stage,"I hissed.

"But I am virgin !"she pleaded.

"Oh for fucks sake,"Denzil,"I fucking love bustin'hymens."

The sea was like glass, so clear you could you coud see the reflection of the spark from Long ships Lighthouse thirty miles away shimmering like atomic number 79, or like a bloody searchlight.

"Don't be pudden-head, bent on to the rail and let Denzil bonk you,"I suggested.

"No !"she insisted. You could see tear in her eye. I helped by pulling her breeches down. Denzil had his pecker out and I helped her grip the coaming round the compass binacle and had her bending over.

This time she let Denzil stick a finger or two up her.

I pulled her bra off her mammilla and let them unloose. Her tit were inches long, she was seriously horny.

"Fuck's sake Jethro, she leaking like a fucked stern secreter,"Denzil informed me.

Next off the bitch shuddered and jerked against the compass binacle as Denzil wopped his meat up her pussy,"Aw !"she gasped.

"wellspring that's it, you ain't no virgin no more,"I laughed,"Any Sir Thomas More virgins down there Denzil ?"

"Why's that Jethro, you horny ?"He asked as he humped the missy right hand by me.

"Course I am you putz head,"I replied.

He was really going for it, twisting her teat and flavour as he slammed into her twat from behind.

"Bet you're glad you came,"I sad encouragingly,"Usually you'd a bin fucked by forty gent by now and not decent white blokes neither."

She weren't listening, she mightn't have wanted it but she were certainly making the most of it.

That was when Denzil the filthy shit made his misunderstanding. Instead of wiping his peter on a rag like a normal human being he grabs the poor bitch a bit pugnacious and forces her head down.

"Clean my dick up,"he says and grabbing her jaw to get her oral fissure overt he rammed his tool in her mouth.

It were what they call a life changing second, soon as he got his dick in there she fucking bit down on it, hard.

"Fucks rice beer, she fucking bit me !"he wailes.

Well if you caught a crocodile you don't cohere your head in its gob do you ?

"Stop it, let fucking go,"he protested, he tried smacking her head with his fist but couldn't get the Angle, he couldn't reach the fire axe or flare gun and me pissing me ego laughing couldn't have helped.

It was so funny, until I saw the profligate, she was chewing his cock off."Agghhh,"he screamed and just about fainted but still she kept her gob clamped around his dick trying to chew it off.

Finally he reached the fashlight and whacked her on the back of the head. Down she went taking the cobbler's last four inch of Denzil's cock with her.

He stared at the deflated stump in disbelief.

"shtup sake Jethro,"he says,"Fucks sake."

"I reckon your days of fuckin'doll are over mate,"I says helpfully,"You ever thought of turning queer ?"

"screwing off, get me an ambulance !"he wailed,"Put me cock tip on ice or summat."

"I have swallowed it,"says the girl.

"I'll fuckin'kill you,"Jethro whined.

"best swim for it make out,"I says and adjacent thing she's out the wheelhouse and over the incline, striking out for the nearest island.

"judgment the roulette wheel mate,"I says and I goes down the Pisces cargo area,"Your mate just bit my spouse's cock off,"I says,"Her's swum for it and I reckon you lot better follow quickly smart."

I left em to it, spattering, splash, four splashes and a later probationary knock on the bicycle theatre doorway,"I can not swim."

"Then fucking drown,"Denzil said,"nookie sake."

"How's about I sell you a biography jacket ?"I says.

"But I have no money,"she says.

"Look, I'm fucking dying here,"Denzil says as the oily rag pressed against his mole slowly turned red with blood.

"Only ten British pound sterling, I'll pay you two quid a piece of tail,"I says reasonably.

"You are a savage man, like my begetter, do you experience any married woman ?"she said admiringly.

"smell I'm shtup death,"says Denzil.

"No way,"I says,"Don't want to be tied down."

"Too fucking ugly to commit,"Denzil whines,"Get on the R/T I'm fucking dying here !"

"I should be honoured to be your married woman,"she says.

"No, soon as we get Denzil sorted immigration will arrest you,"I explained.

"Then throw him over the side instead !"she suggested.

"I'm fucking tempted,"I explained,"Here take the aliveness jacket, you owe me five fucks remember."

"I will pay you."she says and she lets me strap the life jacket on her and she jumps in the piss and sorting of half dog paddle after her mates.

"I'm fucking dying remember,"Denzil whined.

Just then we spotted Dan returning."Full ahead both !"I shouted down the voice piping to the engine room.

"What you mean both,"Ross replied,"We only got half an engine let alone two."

I heard him crank the engine, as in with a starting hold, electric head start was fucked, and then it started roaring. He stuck it in gear mechanism, yes only fishing boat with four speed and reverse gear case north of Bunos Airies and off we sodded to rescue Dan.

"Denzil had his knob end bit off,"I shouted.

"Bout time filthy by-blow,"Dan replied as he come in alongside. he hopped over the gun rest and secured the dingy so it towed astern, and off we buggered towards Newlyn.

twenty minutes later helicopter arrived and lowered a paramedic.

"How the fuck did that materialise,"he asked when Denzil showed him the remaining pulpit of his cock.

"Caught in a crab's pincer,"I ventured.

"Got the tip ?"the bloke asked.

"No, she swallowed it,"Denzil replied which confused the bloke even more.

You could see he thought we was a clustering of poof who had played too uncut, anyway off went Denzil winched up into the Helo and off to Penzance full general Hospital.

We put in to Newlyn in daytime, moored up, saw the harbourmaster,"Engine trouble, never caught nothing."I says.

"right wing,"he says, knowingly.

That were it. Or so I thought.

It must deliver been two or three month later this boo come looking for me, not bad looking all things considered, bit dark skinned maybe.

"I owe you for my life jacket,"she says.

"No, don't worry about it, it was only worth a tenner."I says as I remembered that night.

"You said five fucks remember,"she said.

Now its one thing to say it to impress your match, bit different in the street when your neighbours are ear wigging.

"Er,"I says.

"I shall pay you now,"she says and pushes past me into my cottage."You are warm man, severe ruthless, brave, You will be a good hubby, I shall have your babies."

"No, I'm a bloody coward,"I assured her, but her top was hanging on the back of my armchair, her bra strap undone and she weren't taking no for an answer.

She slipped her pants down and sat on me settee. She spread her legs,"Look Virgin still."

I dropped me trousers, which was daft as I had to catch them up again to bolt the door and end Mrs Penhaligon from next threshold wandering in, but soon I was as ball naked as she was, just me socks and sea charge left on.

"You're beautiful,"I cooed.

"Don't lie, you will have sex anything,"she said knowingly. I kissed her. Held her in my blazonry and when the moment was the right way she guided my turncock into her. It hurt, she bit her lip but soon she was used to it and started to smile. I tell you that debt were wiped out by tea clock time. Turned out being meaning would aid her immigration status.

Kept me dick well away from her tooth mind.

And Denzil ? With hardly any cock left he had to bear one of they cock implants like trans sexuals has, like he has a permanent wave hard on. Lucky bastard .