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You get to your feet and follow her into the bathroom where she stands in front of the toilet looking at you. It dawns on you that she needs help to get up onto the seat, so you put your hands under her armpits and lift her up. To keep her balance on the adult-sized seat, she has to spread her legs wide apart and then she puts her hands down to pull her pussy open and starts pissing a long pale stream. You watch, fascinated. You've never seen how a girl actually does it before. When she's finished, she reaches out towards the toilet roll hanging on the wall, but she can't quite manage to tear any off, so you do it for her.
You get to your feet and follow her into the bathroom where she stands in front of the toilet looking at you. It dawns on you that she needs help to get up onto the seat, so you put your hands under her armpits and lift her up. To keep her balance on the adult-sized seat, she has to spread her legs wide apart and then she puts her hands down to pull her pussy open and starts pissing a long pale stream. You watch, fascinated. You've never seen how a girl actually does it before. When she's finished, she reaches out towards the toilet roll hanging on the wall, but she can't quite manage to tear any off, so you do it for her.


You stand there with a couple of squares in your hand and she sits, with her legs spread as far apart as they will go, looking at you. "You want me to do it," you say, and she nods. You mop up the stray drops with the tissues, drop them in the bowl and then lift her back down onto the floor. There's a step underneath the sink and she drags it out and climbs up, ready to wash her hands. You stand up behind her and run some warm water. You remember how your mum to wash your face with a flannel, and you do the same for her, then use a towel to dry her. You guess that the pink toothbrush is hers and then, after squeezing a small blob of toothpaste onto it, you stand and watch while she brushes her teeth. You give her a mug of water to rinse her mouth and then use the towel to dry her again, before picking her up and carrying her back to the bedroom.
You stand there with a couple of squares in your hand and she sits, with her legs spread as far apart as they will go, looking at you. "You want me to do it," you say, and she nods. You mop up the stray drops with the tissues, drop them in the bowl and then lift her back down onto the floor. There's a step underneath the sink and she drags it out and climbs up, ready to wash her hands. You stand up behind her and run some warm water. You remember how your mum used to wash your face with a flannel, and you do the same for her, then use a towel to dry her. You guess that the pink toothbrush is hers and then, after squeezing a small blob of toothpaste onto it, you stand and watch while she brushes her teeth. You give her a mug of water to rinse her mouth and then dry her again, before picking her up and carrying her back to the bedroom.


You remember how Emily threw her onto the bed and you do the same thing which makes her squeal with laughter as she bounces. Once more you're standing looking at her exposed baby pussy and your cock, which had begun to subside, swells up again. To make it worse put her hand down between her legs and starts rubbing herself.
You remember how Emily threw her onto the bed and you do the same thing which makes her squeal with laughter as she bounces. Once more you're standing looking at her exposed baby pussy and your cock, which had begun to subside, swells up again. To make it worse she puts her hand down between her legs and starts rubbing herself.


You give yourself another mental slap and help her get into her pyjamas. This time you pick up a book about a mummy owl who goes out and leaves her babies in the nest and they get all worried until she comes home again. Ronnie is clearly very familiar with the story and helps you turn the pages. When mummy gets home and all the little owls are tucked up in their beds, you slip off Ronnie's bed and kneel down to give her a kiss. "Night night Ronnie," you say
You give yourself another mental slap and help her get into her pyjamas. This time you pick up a book about a mummy owl who goes out and leaves her babies in the nest and they get all worried until she comes home again. Ronnie is clearly very familiar with the story and helps you turn the pages. When mummy gets home and all the little owls are tucked up in their beds, you slip off Ronnie's bed and kneel down to give her a kiss. "Night night Ronnie," you say

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Emily takes a while to come to the door. When she opens it to let you in, she's fully dressed in a white shirt and a short, pleated skirt. Her legs are bare and she's wearing white socks and trainers. "Sorry to drop this on you," she says. "I've got to rush off. Ronnie is in the bedroom playing with her toys, so if you could just put her to bed please…" Her handbag is on the couch and she picks it up, roots through it and then looks around anxiously. "Keys," she says and then spots them on the table. When she goes to pick them up she knocks them on the floor and bends over pick them up, giving you a good look at her bum, barely covered by a pair of very brief knickers.

You can feel your cock swelling, but you can't do anything about it for fear of attracting her attention. She looks at you and smiles. "Ronnie seems to like you," she says. "Make sure she brushes her teeth before she goes to bed." You put your hand down the front of your shorts to adjust your cock as you watch her go out through the door.

As soon as she's gone you go into Ronnie's bedroom and see that she is on the floor playing with a teddy bear. She looks up at you and smiles. "Hello Ronnie, it looks like I've got to put you to bed tonight," you say.

"Hewo" she frowns and you realise that she is trying to remember your name.

"I'm Jason," you say sitting down on the floor next to her. "Do you remember me from last week?"

"Hewo Jace. I got Teddy," she says, holding him out for you to look at.

"Does Teddy like hugs," you say. She nods put her arms around him and hugs him tight. "I like hugs too," you say, holding at your arms. She hesitates for a moment and then drops Teddy, climbs up on your lap and put her arms around your neck. You put your arms around her and give her a squeeze, then your hands, almost of their own volition, move down and catch hold of the cheeks of her bum. She giggles but makes no attempt to get away.

Before you came upstairs, you promised yourself that you were going to behave. " It's totally wrong to take advantage of an innocent three-year-old," you thought. Now, with her cute little body and your arms and her turning her face up for a kiss, you feel your cock swelling and your resolve weakening.

You slip one hand up underneath her dress and are somewhat surprised to find nothing but bare skin. "Where are your knickers," you say, lowering her down a little but keeping your hands cupped around her bare bum-cheeks.

She gives you a slightly worried look, her bottom lip coming out and her eyes downcast. "Mummy don't give me," she says.

"It's okay, you'll be getting ready for bed soon," you say. You give yourself a mental slap. "I'm not going to do bad stuff. I'll read her a story, tuck her in, and then go in the sitting room and have a wank." "Can you find your pyjamas," you say.

She climbs off your lap, goes over to the bed and pulls out from underneath the pillow. Then she comes back to stand in front of you and lifts her dress up. "Help Wonnie," she says. You catch hold of the hem of her dress and lift it up over her head, leaving her completely naked. Your traitorous cock is fully hard now and pushing out the front of your shorts. "I need a wee," she says and heads towards the door.

You get to your feet and follow her into the bathroom where she stands in front of the toilet looking at you. It dawns on you that she needs help to get up onto the seat, so you put your hands under her armpits and lift her up. To keep her balance on the adult-sized seat, she has to spread her legs wide apart and then she puts her hands down to pull her pussy open and starts pissing a long pale stream. You watch, fascinated. You've never seen how a girl actually does it before. When she's finished, she reaches out towards the toilet roll hanging on the wall, but she can't quite manage to tear any off, so you do it for her.

You stand there with a couple of squares in your hand and she sits, with her legs spread as far apart as they will go, looking at you. "You want me to do it," you say, and she nods. You mop up the stray drops with the tissues, drop them in the bowl and then lift her back down onto the floor. There's a step underneath the sink and she drags it out and climbs up, ready to wash her hands. You stand up behind her and run some warm water. You remember how your mum used to wash your face with a flannel, and you do the same for her, then use a towel to dry her. You guess that the pink toothbrush is hers and then, after squeezing a small blob of toothpaste onto it, you stand and watch while she brushes her teeth. You give her a mug of water to rinse her mouth and then dry her again, before picking her up and carrying her back to the bedroom.

You remember how Emily threw her onto the bed and you do the same thing which makes her squeal with laughter as she bounces. Once more you're standing looking at her exposed baby pussy and your cock, which had begun to subside, swells up again. To make it worse she puts her hand down between her legs and starts rubbing herself.

You give yourself another mental slap and help her get into her pyjamas. This time you pick up a book about a mummy owl who goes out and leaves her babies in the nest and they get all worried until she comes home again. Ronnie is clearly very familiar with the story and helps you turn the pages. When mummy gets home and all the little owls are tucked up in their beds, you slip off Ronnie's bed and kneel down to give her a kiss. "Night night Ronnie," you say

"Ni ni Jace," she says. You go back into the sitting room and instead of putting the TV on, you pull the front of your shorts down to free your stiff cock. You wrap your hand around the shaft and start sliding it slowly up and down, picturing that chubby little baby pussy and remembering what it had felt like when you put the head in her mouth. You're in no hurry and when you feel your balls beginning to clench, you stop and let the feeling subside before starting again.

"What you doing," Ronnie says in the doorway.

"Nuffin," you say, hastily pulling your shorts up to hide your stiff cock.

"What's at you playing wiv," she says, walking over and standing in front of you. "I wanna see."