Sexy Fun Times/Sleep/Neighbor Girl

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"Mummy's sick again."

The voice comes from groin level. "Hello May," you say to the five-year-old redhead who is hopping from one foot to another in the hall outside your door. She barges past you, heads for your bathroom, pulls her pj's down around her ankles and sits on the toilet.

"Ours was too disgusting," she says, by way of explanation. Mummy's sick is code for; Mummy had too much to drink last night, threw up in the bathroom and is now dead to the world on her bed. When she's finished, she wipes herself, slips off the seat and steps out of her pj's. "They're a bit wet," she says. "If you'd been any slower there would have been a puddle on the floor."

Her sturdy legs and the twin globes of her bare bum are in full view as you watch her stand on a stool to wash her hands. Your cock, which had subsided, begins to swell again. She turns round and grins at the sight, then she holds her arms up to be picked up. "You got any Frosties," she asks.

You wrap your hands around her chest and lift her. She probably weighs less than 20kg but he grunt and pretend that she is really heavy. "Wow! Are you putting on weight," you ask as you hug her close with your hands cupping her bottom. he giggles as you carry her into the kitchen, where you drop her on a chair while you put the coffee on and make her a bowl of cereal.

While she eats, you wrap your robe more decently and walk down the hall to where May had left her front door ajar. The air is thick with the smell of cigarettes and booze. In the bedroom, a young woman is sprawled naked, face down, on top of the bed. You roll her into the recovery position and make sure she is breathing. She mumbles something incomprehensible and starts snoring. Back in the sitting room, you write her a note so she will know where her daughter is, pick up her keys and lock the door behind you.

"I wish you were my daddy," May says when you get back.

"You ought to have a shower and brush your teeth," you say.

"Okay, but only if you get in with me," she replies with a grin.

Showering with a cute little girl, whose head is about level with your belly button creates a few problems, not least that your cock is as stiff as a pole. She just ignores it and hands you the shampoo. You turn off the water and get to work. Her red hair is short and curly and you gently massage the shampoo in. She sighs and leans back against you, pushing your cock to one side. When you finish rinsing, you get down on your knees and use some liquid soap on her body. She holds as still as she can as you use your hands all over her.

At five years old, May's chest is as flat as a boy's, but further down there are definite differences. her ass cheeks are somehow softer and more rounded and the cleft between her legs is most definitely female. "I think I might have to give her some 'special' attention later on," you say as you slide a soapy finger between her pussy lips.

She giggles and twists around. "Don't forget the back door," she says and bends forward. You pour some more soap down the crease between her cheeks and then gently slip your pinky into the tight pink entrance of her ass.