Summer Holiday/Spain Day 1/Airport./Molly 2/Plane/Pool/BJ
The cubicles were much larger than the ones back home, and there was plenty of room for us both. By the time I locked the door, Molly had stripped off and was sitting naked on the WC. When I turned, she deliberately spread her legs so that I could see her pussy and the stream of piss.
"It's okay; you can look if you want," she said with a slight giggle, as I made to turn away. "Daddy likes to watch me pee too." She gave me her briefs to hold, and when she finished peeing, she wiped herself but stayed where she was. "You got stiff again; do you want me to fix it," she asked. I gulped. This was going faster and further than I had ever imagined. "Get it out so I can see it," she said with a grin.
Well, there was no way I was going to pass up this opportunity, whatever she was offering, so I quickly unzipped and pulled out my stiff cock. She reached out and I moved closer so that she could hold it. For the first time in my life, my wishes had come true; a cute eight-year-old girl was actually holding my dick. If she went to the next stage and actually sucked it, I thought I would die happy.
"It's not as big as Daddy's, but it's a lot bigger than Harry's," she said.
My mouth was dry and I had to lick my lips before I could speak. "Harry's only a little boy," I said.
She giggled. "He still gets stiff though. Do you want me to suck it?" I moved closer and watched her lean forward, open her mouth and take my nob-end inside.
"Oh! Fuck! I'm sorry I said." no sooner had she taken it in than I ejaculated in her mouth. She was swallowing hard as I shot jet after jet of spunk straight into her throat making her cough and splutter and some even came out of her nose. Her face was covered with the stuff and it was dripping down her flat chest.
"You're supposed to warn me," she said, crossly, after I used my handkerchief to clean her up as best I could.
I apologised and promised to do better next time. "You are so beautiful and sexy, I couldn't help it," I said as I tucked my limp dick back into my shorts. She looked at me, still licking her lips and swallowing the last of my spunk. "You'd better," she scowled and held out her hand for her briefs.
I half expected to find a crowd of angry parents outside demanding to know what I was doing, when I finally opened the door, but there was no one there. We went over to the wash basins and I finished cleaning her up; then we made our way back outside. She held her arms out to be picked up, and when I had her in my arms she whispered; "I really like you and Daddy thinks you're a good guy."