Dream Machine/Console Her

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You climb into bed with her but in her tantrum she doesn't notice you.

"Taylor, sweetheart, you don't have to cry. Do you want some candy?"

There's no change at first, but after repeating the word candy a few times, you acquire her attention for a moment and offer her your finger, on which you have applied cherry flavored lubricant.

Her tantrum has subsided to gentle sobs and gasps, and she leans towards your finger with curiosity. She begins to mumble, but you make out the word candy and encourage her you try it.

She wraps her mouth around your finger and slides off with most of the lube. After a moment of processing, she licks your finger several times enthusiastically.

"More!" She say demands. Her quivering lips almost develope into another tantrum while you pull your penis through the hole in your pajamas and lather it with cherry.

Without hesitation she moves in closer, puts her left hand on your thigh and grabs you by the base with her right hand. She manipulates it in every direction while she licks and sucks off the flavor. Meanwhile, you reach past her, lift her dress and pull down her panties, slowly so as not to alarm her.

You pour more cherry lube on the top of your penis and she leans in, wrapping her mouth around the whole thing. While she sucks, you start to rub her clit from behind, and between the cherry flavor and the stimulation she achieves quite a state of ecstasy.

When she lifts off, you realise she has the bottle of lube. She sits back on her butt and starts ruffling her dress and pouting. It's frustrating her so you help her out of it and now that she has no clothing on except for her stockings, she puts the lube on her vagina, imitating you. She moves some more but you're pretty sure she asked if you wanted some candy, or maybe she said cunny?

You do, of course, want some. You lay her on her back and go down on her. You feel that the abc technique is especially appropriate for a girl Taylor's age. As you lick, you caress her thighs and belly and use your finger to feed her more lube.

Hoping to get her to suck you off some more, you lift your head. She starts crying immediately and kicks you and you bury your face in between her legs again to make her stop. She moans for a while, then moans and spasms. You sit up and see her smiling in exquisite pleasure.

You could leave Taylor a very happy little girl, if you want to.