Pedo Romp/Beverly Hills/The Price Family
The thought of that lonely little two-year-old makes you hard, so you head for the Price home. It's a typical (for the area) home with six bedrooms and seven bathrooms. Downstairs is a large reception room, a family room, a kitchen and a playroom. There is a basement converted into a cinema/games room.
You press the buzzer on the gate and wait ages before a sleepy-sounding voice says - "What?"
"Mrs Price asked me to check the security. Apparently, it's been playing up," you say, smiling up at the camera.
"Uh! Okay." the gate buzzes and swings open. You drive in and park by the front door. You pick up a bag to make it look like you have tools, walk up some steps and into the house. The door isn't locked. Inside the empty hall, you see the alarm box. It's a pretty standard unit and when it asks for a pass-code, you enter 1234 and it happily allows you to switch it off.
"We're in the kitchen. Wanna coffee," a voice comes from the far end of the hall. You head for it and find a kitchen big enough for a small restaurant. There's a teenage girl in a robe, who looks as if she just rolled out of bed. She is quite pretty though and you surely wouldn't say no. "Cream and sugar?"
"Cream, no sugar," you say and take the cup from her. Ashley is sitting in a high chair, watching proceedings. She is an attractive child with blonde curls and bright blue eyes. When she smiles, you get a peek at a couple of teeth behind pouting lips. She is naked and has obviously been attempting to eat cereal by herself. A good deal of it seems to have missed her mouth and is dribbling down over her tummy.
"I need a pee, keep an eye on her for me will you," the girl says and practically runs out of the room.
"Well Ashley," you say, sitting down beside the toddler. "You are in a mess. Shall we get you cleaned up?" There's a pack of wipes handy, so you set to work, starting with her face.
"Ashley do it," she says, trying to take over. You fend her groping hands off and in the process manage to slip a finger into her mouth. She starts sucking on it while you work down her body with the other hand. You hesitate when you get past her tummy and look across at the door. Even if the girl does come back, she won't be able to see that you are playing with Ashley's cunny. Something the toddler seems to enjoy.
"That's better," the girl says. "Oh! You cleaned her up. Thanks for that. It's usually a bit of a fight. You must have a magic touch."
"No sweat. She's not my first baby," you say. She doesn't have to know that your main objective is to fuck the little darlings. "Are you the nanny," you ask.
"No. Usually, I do cleaning, but the nanny quit and the agency sent me as a stand-in."