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There is a combined accessible and baby-change room beside the toilets and you carry Orla and the bag in - just another father doing his bit. With the door safely locked, you put her on the padded table, laying on her back. She still seems unconcerned, and kicks her legs up before taking hold of one bare foot and trying to get it in her mouth. | There is a combined accessible and baby-change room beside the toilets and you carry Orla and the bag in - just another father doing his bit. With the door safely locked, you put her on the padded table, laying on her back. She still seems unconcerned, and kicks her legs up before taking hold of one bare foot and trying to get it in her mouth. | ||
There's no time to waste, so, quick as a flash, you open her nappy up and get your first look at her little pussy. When you spread her legs apart and press your mouth over the delectable morsel, she just giggles. When you pull your stiff cock out and press it down on her slit, she smiles happily and blows bubbles. When you push the swollen head of your cock between the lips of her pussy, she goes quiet and lifts her head to have a look. | |||
You barely get the head inside before the spunk is pumping. Recklessly, you keep it in place, plugging the opening, so that you fill her up with semen. As your erection subsides, and rational thought returns, you hastily tuck John Thomas away and stand for a moment looking down at the cum-splattered cunt. You use a tissue to wipe the worst off, and then, as someone rattles the door, you quickly fit the nappy back on. | |||
When you get back, the twins are sitting demurely in their seats and Ma takes the toddler off you with grateful thanks. | |||
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Latest revision as of 14:02, 14 October 2023
Just then, there's an almighty crash and a wail. The twins are sprawled face down on the floor, having tripped over someone's suitcase. They are howling fit to bust, but all you can think is how cute those two little pantie-clad bottoms look.
Seconds later, you have a toddler on your lap, while Mamma Bear runs over to see to her offspring. "Hello Orla," you say, looking at the child's pouting lips and thinking how they would look wrapped around your swelling cock. Orla says nothing, just blows a spit bubble and starts wriggling, which does nothing to tame John Thomas under her bottom.
Mom has things under control, but it seems that one twin has a scraped knee and the other a split lip. "Can you manage while I get these two rapscallions seen to," she asks. Without waiting for a reply, she turns to the older girl. "Now you mind yourself while I'm gone," she says. Tracy barely acknowledges and seems totally uninterested in anything other than her game.
You sit for a few moments, trying to think of a way to get this cute morsel to yourself, if only for a few moments. There is a bag on the floor with all the usual baby stuff and it gives you an idea. "I think she need changing, you say, standing up and grabbing the bag. "I'll take her to the baby-changing room." Tracy glances up and shrugs.
There is a combined accessible and baby-change room beside the toilets and you carry Orla and the bag in - just another father doing his bit. With the door safely locked, you put her on the padded table, laying on her back. She still seems unconcerned, and kicks her legs up before taking hold of one bare foot and trying to get it in her mouth.
There's no time to waste, so, quick as a flash, you open her nappy up and get your first look at her little pussy. When you spread her legs apart and press your mouth over the delectable morsel, she just giggles. When you pull your stiff cock out and press it down on her slit, she smiles happily and blows bubbles. When you push the swollen head of your cock between the lips of her pussy, she goes quiet and lifts her head to have a look.
You barely get the head inside before the spunk is pumping. Recklessly, you keep it in place, plugging the opening, so that you fill her up with semen. As your erection subsides, and rational thought returns, you hastily tuck John Thomas away and stand for a moment looking down at the cum-splattered cunt. You use a tissue to wipe the worst off, and then, as someone rattles the door, you quickly fit the nappy back on.
When you get back, the twins are sitting demurely in their seats and Ma takes the toddler off you with grateful thanks.