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"Why are you covering her eyes?" You ask pointing at the young girl, "she's going to be seeing a cock someday, may as well get her used to it."

"You pervert," she exclaims looking up at your face, her eyes wide in surprise, "my daughter is only four, I don't want her looking at cocks."

You stand staring at each other for a few moments, you with a slight smile, her with a faint blush. As you look you notice that she appears to be struggling to keep her eyes on your face. You reach for your waistband and force your boxers down past your knees and let them drop to the floor.

The young mother gasps at your audacity and brings both hands up to cover her mouth as her eyes lock on your growing erection. You glance down at the little girl who is staring at you now that her Mom isn't blocking her view, she is very cute and you'd love to see her out of her swimsuit.

Stepping out of your boxers you stride confidently up to the Mom and before she can react you wrap your arms around her and pull her into a kiss, she struggles slightly putting her hands on your chest and trying to push you away. You reach one hand down to squeeze her ass as the other grasps the back of her head, your now hard 8-inch cock presses against her flat stomach and before you know it she stops struggling and actively kisses you back.

"Damn you," she gasps when you break the kiss, "you're a total bastard you know."

You just smile, grasp her hips and maneuver her back into the cubicle. When you sit her on the seat she reaches out to grasp your erection as you turn to the little girl with a friendly smile.

"Why don't you sit down too?"

The daughter doesn't say a word she just looks at her Mom and toddles towards you, the Mom doesn't even look at her daughter as she strokes you. you reach out to help her sit up on the bench, the other side to her Mom and then lock the cubicle door.

The Moms face is flushed bright red as her gaze never leaves your cock, the daughter is watching her Mom's hand quizzically as it moves back and forth on your shaft.

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