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The book is a story about pretty young children doing pretty young things and thus, very boring. While Angie puzzles out the few words under the pictures you can't help thinking about her impressive rear end and her well-developed pussy. She keeps wriggling and tugging on the leg of her shorts. | |||
"Are you uncomfortable," you ask. | |||
She nods. "Without my knickers, my shorts are scratchy. | |||
"Ill see if they are dry," you say, standing up. | |||
"They are still pretty damp," you say when you come back. To your surprise Angie has removed the scratch shorts and is sitting on the couch with her pussy open to view. | |||
"That's okay. I'll just wait," she says. | |||
"It's a good job your top didn't get wet," you say. | |||
She looks up and smiles her gap-toothed smile. "Shall I take that off too?" | |||
It takes a moment to sink in. ''"She's offering to strip naked for you, well apart from her socks,"'' "Why would you do that?" | |||
"Daddy says it's better to take everything off so as not to get messy," she says. | |||
"Uh! Okay then." | |||
She did that thing with crossed arms, stripped her top over her head and dropped it on the floor with her shorts and trainers. You pick then up, fold them and put them on the other couch. "Your mum might wonder what you've been up to if you are all crumpled," you say. | |||
You unbuckle your belt and pull your jeans and boxers down. You have to sit on the floor to get your shoes off and then she can see your stiff cock. "It's stiff already," she says with a slightly nervous giggle. ''"She must be used to getting a soft one up,"'' you think. | |||
"Do you like my pussy," she asks, spreading her legs wide to give you a good view. "I saw you peeping earlier." | |||
"It's a very nice pussy. Do you like my cock?" | |||
She nods. "It's smaller 'n daddy's but bigger 'n Peter's." | |||
"Who's Peter?" | |||
Another shrug. "Just a friend. Are you gonna kiss my pussy or what?" | |||
You get up on your knees, shuffle closer and push her knees apart. Her fat pussy is gleaming with juices and there is quite a strong scent. Not unpleasant, but not like the other kids you have fucked. She leans back and lifts her legs up onto your shoulders as you lean in to taste her. | |||
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Revision as of 17:52, 21 March 2022
The book is a story about pretty young children doing pretty young things and thus, very boring. While Angie puzzles out the few words under the pictures you can't help thinking about her impressive rear end and her well-developed pussy. She keeps wriggling and tugging on the leg of her shorts.
"Are you uncomfortable," you ask.
She nods. "Without my knickers, my shorts are scratchy.
"Ill see if they are dry," you say, standing up.
"They are still pretty damp," you say when you come back. To your surprise Angie has removed the scratch shorts and is sitting on the couch with her pussy open to view.
"That's okay. I'll just wait," she says.
"It's a good job your top didn't get wet," you say.
She looks up and smiles her gap-toothed smile. "Shall I take that off too?"
It takes a moment to sink in. "She's offering to strip naked for you, well apart from her socks," "Why would you do that?"
"Daddy says it's better to take everything off so as not to get messy," she says.
"Uh! Okay then."
She did that thing with crossed arms, stripped her top over her head and dropped it on the floor with her shorts and trainers. You pick then up, fold them and put them on the other couch. "Your mum might wonder what you've been up to if you are all crumpled," you say.
You unbuckle your belt and pull your jeans and boxers down. You have to sit on the floor to get your shoes off and then she can see your stiff cock. "It's stiff already," she says with a slightly nervous giggle. "She must be used to getting a soft one up," you think.
"Do you like my pussy," she asks, spreading her legs wide to give you a good view. "I saw you peeping earlier."
"It's a very nice pussy. Do you like my cock?"
She nods. "It's smaller 'n daddy's but bigger 'n Peter's."
"Who's Peter?"
Another shrug. "Just a friend. Are you gonna kiss my pussy or what?"
You get up on your knees, shuffle closer and push her knees apart. Her fat pussy is gleaming with juices and there is quite a strong scent. Not unpleasant, but not like the other kids you have fucked. She leans back and lifts her legs up onto your shoulders as you lean in to taste her.