Winnie was no stranger to sex play. Somewhere in our chatting, she mentioned something about Uncle Eoghan's finger getting bloody, but I couldn't figure out if he'd cut it somehow, or had torn her baby hymen. Either way, she'd just started school when her parents went missing in one of the sudden storms that were always popping up in the North Sea. She'd stayed with Uncle Eoghan and Auntie Fenella for several weeks until Auntie Muirne had come to bring her to America.

"I thought your Auntie's name was Morna," I interrupted once.

"Well, she told me that she changed it when the Immigrations people couldn't pronounce her name proper like. So anyway . . ." she continued with her story.

Evidently she didn't have many people to talk to so she was taking full advantage of the moment, the usual garrulous nature of the normal six year old came out with all the pent-up energy of a prisoner in solitary confinement. As she rambled on about school, her projects, her favorite toys and everything in general, I made some plans and listened to her chatter away with only half an ear.

She never let on as to whether or not she'd ever had a prick in her pussy and never mentioned or let on by whisper or glance whether she'd sucked a cock either. Her whole experience seemed limited to her Uncle Eoghan's caresses. However, he'd probably already taken her virginity, so she wouldn't hurt if and when I managed to stick my cock into her.

"Keep your fingers crossed," I told myself.

By the time the first warning bell sounded, we were essentially done. The boxes were stacked by the door and ready for the movers. I'd clean what the custodian didn't get tomorrow and maybe leave early. Before Winnie left, I wrote up an excuse for her to leave the school grounds when recess started the next day and we took a little walk. She told me that she didn't always take the bus and sometimes walked home, so I doubted that she'd get questioned about somebody picking her up. Carrying her book bag, I told her to just say that her Auntie was to meet her in the parking area and pointed out my car. Then I told her that I'd leave it unlocked for her and that I'd meet her there as soon as I cleared out my last class - if I wasn't in it already. It was about that time that the last warning bell rang and we hurried back onto the main campus, chatting amiably as she limped along, holding my hand.

"Are we going to have some pleasure tomorrow?" she kept her voice low.

"I certainly hope so, sweetie. At the very least, I'll be doing my best, hm?" I grinned, "maybe you'll learn a few more artsy things, what do you think?"

Winnie only giggled and, looking down at her, I saw that she was blushing and had this endearing expression of awe and adoration in her face and eyes.

"You're much more handsome than Uncle Eoghan," she whispered sotto voce.

"Thank you," I whispered back, "wanna meet at the pool later?"

"The pool?" she was a little confused, we'd been talking about one thing and now I was talking about the pool.

"Yes, the swimming pool at home."

"Oh!" she giggled, showing her sweet dimples, "that sounds nice. Auntie Muirne bought me a new suit and I'd love to try it out. But only residents are allowed in the pool area."

"Well, I'm a resident. I live a couple of buildings away from yours."

"Really?" she gasped, "goody!" she grinned.

As the kids came boiling out of their class rooms, I let go of her hand and gestured for her to go. She gave me a last, shy smile, waved and skipped limpingly off to her bus. Then I realized that I hadn't asked if anybody was baby-sitting her or at least, keeping an eye on her when she was home. I guessed that I'd find out this afternoon.

Later that afternoon, with my towel draped over my shoulder, I stepped into the pool enclosure, glancing around. There were a couple of women and one kid in the pool, but no Winnie. I shrugged, lay my towel on a nearby lounge chair and, with a couple of quick paces, dove into the pool in a long shallow dive. Just as I tucked my head down, I spotted Winnie walking in with an older woman. I stayed under, kicking along and looking up through the water as they peered down at me. I rolled, still kicking and letting my breath bubble out of my nose, stretched my arms over my head and, pushing off the end tiles, spun over, kicked off and, catching my breath, did a fast crawl to the other end, then back. The exercise was invigorating, stretched all my muscles to the limit. Reaching their end, I flopped out and rolled as they backed off. Winnie's eyes were wide with awe, the older woman leered, her eyes flashing. I will admit that I kept myself in as good a shape as I could, in spite of my sedentary job, so I wasn't carrying much flab - except around my waist. Much as I'd tried, I'd never been able to get it completely off, so I just accepted it. I grinned up at them and quickly jumped to my feet.

"Hello, Winnie," I smiled down at her, "who's your friend?"

Winnie covered her mouth and giggled. I inspected the woman without being too obvious about it. She wore a one piece swim-suit, was about fiftyish with light, reddish - almost strawberry blond - hair, fairly tight legs and arms, nicely curved hips and a slender chest with shoulders almost as narrow as her waist which strongly accentuated her heavy breasts. They were at least an F-cup, maybe larger. . . they were huge. I'd admired them from a distance several times. She dropped her eyes demurely as mine came to rest on her tits and smiled.

"This is -" Winnie began.

"- Andrea Delgado," the woman interrupted, "my friends call me Andie," she raised her eyes and reached for my hand.

"Andie," I smiled looking into her smiling grey eyes, "I'm Xavier Martin, and my friends call me Marti or Martin, a little trouble pronouncing Xavier, you know."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Xavier," she smiled and glanced down at Winnie, who'd taken my hand and was leaning against me familiarly, her thumb between her sweetly pouting lips, "and it seems as if you two are already well-acquainted."

"Winnie's been assisting me in cleaning out and packing up my classroom," I smiled down at her with a wink.

"Oh, then you're the Mr. Martin she's been going on about."

"Oh? I suppose I am, then," I led Winnie by the hand to the lounger beside mine with Andie following close behind.

Andie and I chatted casually as Winnie climbed into the lounger beside me, tossing an arm over my shoulders and leaning her head against mine. The other people soon left, leaving just the three of us to our own devices. Winnie reached up and gently caressed my face. I didn't want to seem too obvious, not knowing what Andie knew, and quickly grabbed her hand, holding it down.

"I wouldn't concern myself much about that, Xavier," Andie spoke in a low voice, just above a whisper as she smiled, "she's a precocious little girl. She and I have passed many pleasant hours . . . uhm, playing with each other."

"Uh . . ." I wasn't sure I was hearing her right.

"However, we both need a man. We also need a little more privacy. Would you like to go with us to my apartment . . . or yours?" she stood up.

Winnie took one of Andie's hands, then held hers out for mine, looking at me longingly.

"Um . . ." I was still blank and took Winnie's hand, my mind suddenly seething with all the things Andie hadn't said.

I picked Winnie up, her round little thighs straddling my hip. As we walked, I was acutely aware of her warm little crotch dampening it. Andie had linked her arm through my free arm and we strolled to building six. Apparently she lived in the same building I did and I had admired her from afar with her wide hips designed to carry that huge rack on her slim waist. Winnie couldn't keep her hands off my face and chin, her dark head pressed against my upper cheek and every so often kissing my jaw.

As we walked, Andie told me in a low voice, that she and Winnie usually talked about school and that she was pretty good at judging men's sizes. I glanced sharply at her, but she only smiled and winked, saying more with it than she actually spoke. She added that the little girl had told her that I kissed good adding that Winnie hadn't had a man touch her since her Uncle Eoghan and that she was no virgin. She said that I'd find out as she closed her door behind us. Winnie wriggled out of my arms and stripped as Andie walked around drawing the curtains and turning on some lights. Winnie dragged the towel out of my hands and, almost desperately, pulled my swim trunks down. Without conscious thought, I stepped out of them, watching Andie drop her own swim suit.

Her breasts were everything I'd imagined. They were very, very large and, as she pushed her suit down, bending to step out of it, her breasts swung like a pair of fleshy pendulums, her nipples pointing straight out as she straightened back up. She was already aroused. I could tell by the way they stood straight out, pointing away from each other as if jealous of the other's beauty. My attention came back to Winnie, caressing my stiffly erect prick.

"Told you he had a big one, Miss Andie," she grinned up at me.

"He does, doesn't he," Andie also smiled at me.

I was still a little shocky from the speed with which we had gone from the swimming pool to Andie Delgado's apartment, as well as the idea that we were all standing there naked.

"Winnie and I like to play in the afternoons," Andie smiled, "don't we, baby," she whispered to the pre-pubescent girl.

"Yes," the little girl answered primly.

"Kiss my lips, honey," she murmured, looking down at the little girl and caressing her head gently and softly.

Winnie grinned, quickly let go of my stiff prick and, turning to the older woman, spread her pussy lips with her tiny thumbs, her little hands flat on the woman's thighs on either side of her pussy. Andie bowed out her legs as Winnie, pressed her lips between the woman's wide-spread labia and licked her feminine portal. Andie sighed and wobbled. I grabbed her elbows and watched Winnie's lips lock on Andie's clitoris and begin suckling. I was so intent on the mouth action that I almost missed Winnie's little fist slide deep into Andie's gaping cunt. Andie's eyes fluttered as she grasped my forearms hard, whimpering as Winnie pumped her little arm in and out of her, burying it in her throbbing cunt as deep as she could. I suddenly needed my stiff cock in it and pushed Winnie gently away.

"Here, honey," I gasped hoarsely, "let me . . ."

Winnie stood aside, holding onto one side of Andie's labia as I plunged my rampant cock into the depths of Andie's creaming cunt. She cried out and pressed her heavy, pendulous breasts against me, stooping and leaning against me, rolling her pelvis and taking more of me deeper inside her. She grimaced, her mouth gaping, as she came, her cream gushing over my stiffly plunging prick. I slammed into her a couple more times, still not ready to cum, but she collapsed and I couldn't hold her up. I followed her down onto my knees as she fell off me. As I let go of her arms, I felt Winnie's tiny hands grabbing my cock. Her soft, kissable lips wrapped around my cock's head, slurping and suckling it like a baby. As I grabbed for her head, she squirmed out of my reach and dropped down alongside the older woman, spreading and caressing her hairless pre-pubescent little cunt.

"Here, Mr. Martin," she gasped, using both hands to spread her soft pussy lips apart, "put it in here, please," she panted, "oh, I do need it so, sir . . . please?"

I'd intended on waiting until the next day before doing anything with her, but now . . . I was so hard and ruttish. I needed to finish now. I'd intended on feeding my cum into Andie's sweltering hole, but now . . . I fell on Winnie's tiny body, her arms wide and legs outspread and welcoming, as I pushed her knees up and out. With her thighs wide apart, her pussy gaped open wetly and I plunged deep into her childishly hairless cunt. Winnie wailed her lust as I plowed her sweetly immature furrow. It may have been immature and not yet fertile, but she was a full woman inside. Uncle Eoghan must have ridden her like a little mule, if her welcoming pussy was any indication. Andie opened her eyes as I bounced in and out of Winnie, ramming into the baby girl and tossing her little body like a rag doll with the force and power of my plunging cock.

I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was fucking my sweet little Winnie, the girl I'd begun lusting after only a couple of days previously. She was so small, so soft, so cuddly. I held her tightly as I jounced her small body with my slapping hips, her tiny yelps of pleasure interspersed with crooning, delighted whimpers. She stiffened and grunted, sounding like a happy piglet suckling on a nipple as her tiny pussy clenched tightly around my shafting cock. She eased back, yielding sweetly in soft surrender to my deeply pistoning cock and smiled in satisfaction. With a last stroke, my balls tightened, blasting my heavy cream deep into her. Her eyes went wide, suddenly glazing over and she gasped, stiffening again, as she came once more, her little pussy, alternately crushing my cock and releasing it.

Again, I plunged into her, holding her tightly to me as I squirted, then backed off and plunged back into her, holding her tighter still and squirting, then again and again. I finally lay atop her, totally spent. She tongued my chest, licking at my sweat and finally settled on one of my male nipples, nibbling and licking it as she suckled, her little arms wrapped around my chest and holding me tight. As I lay panting, trying to get my breath back, I felt Andie's hand on my back, caressing it with slow, circular motions.

"I told you we both needed a man," Andie murmured, "the last few I had, only wanted to suck on my tits. I like having my tits sucked, but there's only so much of that I can take and me and Winnie need a nice, stiff, fat prick to keep us happy, don't we baby?" she smiled at Winnie.

"Oh, yes, Miss," Winnie giggled and humped up into my soft prick, "a lots."

I smiled down at her head under my chest, then rolled off her onto my side.

"Ooh," she giggled as she felt my cum drooling out of her, "I'm getting it all over your carpet, Miss Andie."

"Ah, it needs cleaning anyway, c'mon, lets get on the couch, I wanna lick him clean, what about you?"

"Later," Winnie stretched luxuriously, "I'll just have a lie here for a bit," then smiled up at me, "it was wonderful Mr. Martin, I ain't had a good fuck since Uncle Eoghan . . . and he wasn't near as big nor as good, as you," she lay back her arms and legs stretched out as if in abject surrender, smiling happily.

Andie dusted off my back as I rolled up onto my hands and knees and sat me on the couch. I was still pretty speechless, still a little shocky, but I sat on the couch, still under their spell. Andie knelt between my outspread knees and slurped my limp, pussy-wet prick into her mouth. Her tongue dug under my foreskin, finding every last drop.

"Um-m," she yummed, "it's still nice sized, Winnie," she threw over her shoulder before sucking me back into her mouth.

I slumped back and enjoyed her suckling and slurping lips. I wanted to fuck her talented mouth, but it was just too soon after cumming so hard. Still, it was very pleasurable. She sucked my foreskin and held it gently between her teeth as she sucked my soft cock-head in and out of it.

"Fuck that's good, Andie," I murmured.

A couple of minutes later, she sat back.

"There, all clean," she patted my limp cock, "wanna play some more, baby?" she smiled at Winnie, rolling off her knees and onto her side.

"Yes!" Winnie eagerly jumped to her feet and ran into another room.

"Come on, Xavier, let's go where we're more comfortable."

Andie stood and led my by the hand into her bedroom. I saw Winnie digging in one of the chest of drawers as Andie let go of my hand and climbed onto the bed, laying back and patting the spot beside her.

"You can watch," she handed me a small tube of KY jelly, "and when you get hard again . . . I want you to fuck my ass, okay? I love it in my ass," she batted her eyes at me, "I love the feeling of lying helpless under a big-dicked guy like you as you pound me into the mattress, you know?"

That gave my cock a twitch. She wanted me to fuck her ass! Winnie climbed up beside us, a formidable looking vibrating dildo in one hand and another tube of KY in the other.

"Up here, baby," Andie waved her to her face, "I wanna taste Xavier's cum, I wanna suck it outta your pussy."

Winnie squealed in glee and straddled Andie's face backwards. As the woman pulled the girl's hips to her mouth, Winnie stretched out and plunged the dildo in the woman's wet pussy, flipping it on and viciously ramming it in and out of her older lover's pussy. Andie jerked at the sudden intrusion, then rolled her hips, undulating like a snake, her mouth wide open on Winnie's little pussy.

"Ah-h-h-hungh-gh-gh-h-h," Andie grunted, her desire very evident, "yes-s-s-s, baby," she hissed, "that's my good baby girl."

Winnie shuddered as Andie's tongue sank deep into her tiny pussy, her dildo plunging slower and slower. A moment later, she sighed and began working the dildo again.

"Um-m, that is so good, Miss Andie," she murmured softly.

I watched, caressing and stroking my soft, comatose prick. I wasn't near ready to join in, so I just enjoyed the show. When Andie stiffened and came, she let go of Winnie's hips involuntarily. Winnie took advantage of that and lunged forward, burrowing her nose into Andie's anus as she pressed her tiny mouth to Andie's gushing cunt. Winnie slurped and sucked with abandoned enthusiasm. Andie's gushing cream ran into Winnie's nose and, when she raised her head back up, it dripped sluggishly down over her lips. Giving in to temptation, I leaned over and suckled her baby lips, slurping Andie's cream - with my flavoring, I might add - off her lips, then licked her nose clean. Winnie was giggling by the time I was done.

"Ew-w-w," she giggled wiping her mouth and nose with the back of her pudgy little hand, "you licked snotty girl-goo off my nose."

"And it tasted good, too," I smiled down at her, my prick beginning to wake up.

"Ah-h-h, I guess it's your turn, sweetness," Andie murmured, sitting back on her hands and smiling at us, "I've licked it off your nose, too. It tastes just as good."

Winnie giggled again and dropped onto her back, grinning up at Andie.

"In my puss or up my asshole," Winnie's dancing blue eyes sparkled.

"Well, where would you like it?" Andie waved the dildo casually, grinning at the little girl's eagerness.

"Um-m, since Mr. Martin already cummed in my pussy, how 'bout . . . um-m, my asshole," she raised her legs, hooking her hands under her knees and smiling.

"Okay, but let me kiss it first, then we'll put a little KY in to make it slide easier, how's that sound?"

"Okay," the little girl grinned, sliding her hands to her ankles and bringing her legs up even higher.

"Um-m-m, yum-m-m," Andie teased, shifting down to get her lips on Winnie's maroon prunish, little asshole.

Again I was relegated to the role of voyeur as I watched Andie give Winnie's asshole a long, larruping lick. Winnie flinched and gasped, her puckered little anus winking as it reflexively opened and shut. I felt my prick getting stiffer as I imagined my own cock sliding into that tiny little cleft. Then I wondered if the dildo, as long and thick as it was would fit in her. The thought of forcing it in got me even more excited and I stroked myself eagerly. As Andie licked and suckled Winnie's clenching and unclenching anus, she wiped on a thin layer of KY on the dildo. Laying it aside, she pressed her thumbs on each side of Winnie's asshole and spread it open as easily as pulling orange sections apart. Leaning in, she pushed her tongue into the baby girl's gaping asshole. Winnie let out a long, whimpering wail as Andie pressed her lips tightly onto it, shoving her tongue deep in the little girl's tiny anus. That did it. I was completely stiff, but I held back, wanting to see the dildo go in.

A few minutes of wild, humping delight later, Andie brought the dildo up and touched the vibrating tip to Winnie's tiny, gaping asshole. As Andie suckled and nibbled on the pre-pubescent girl's clittie, she pushed the huge plastic thing in slowly. Winnie waved her arms in the air, her hands clenching and unclenching, grabbing empty air, her mouth gaping as she grunted with pleasure.

"Ah-h-h-hoo-oo-hoo-whee-ee-ee!" Winnie finally cried, her little ass rising and falling with each thrust of Andie's dildo into her, waving her hands wildly and thrashing her head, her eyes tight shut , "Miss-Andee-EE-EE!" she squealed, her voice a high-pitched happy squeal that only little girls can make.

As she stiffened, I knew she was cumming. As Winnie eased off her orgasm and threw her head back, Andie slid the dildo into her all the way to the butt-plate. Winnie gave another shrieking squeal then lay back, whimpering and kicking her feet in the air as Andie took her mouth off her clittie and worked the dildo in and out of the tiny girl's asshole. I squeezed a little KY on my prick and rubbed it in. As I caressed Andie's buttocks, she threw a smiling glance over her shoulder, pushed a leg forward and rolled her hips back at me. I quickly snuggled up to her butt, pressing my stiff cock against her asshole.

"Oh-h-h, God, Xavier," she crooned, steadily working the dildo in and out of Winnie's asshole, "fuck me, bay-bee," she panted as I pressed against her roiling bung-hole, "fuck me good."

Andie's asshole fluttered on the tip of my cock-head. Pulling her hips back to me, I threw my hips forward, ramming stiffly into her and pulled a long, whimpering moan from deep within her. Her hand slowed and she let go of the dildo. Winnie took a deep, shuddering sigh, opened her eyes and scooted over, the dildo still vibrating in her little asshole. Rolling onto her belly she grinned happily at me as she watched me plunge my cock in and out of Andie's gripping asshole. I didn't think about it at the time, but I felt nothing in her milking colon because she'd very thoughtfully cleaned herself and Winnie out. Had I not been available, they were still at least ready to play with each other. I didn't care about that. All I wanted was her tightly gripping rectum as I slammed in and out of her. A few moments of furious fucking later, Andie shuddered, her whole body shaking and grabbed my hands. I gripped her hips harder as she shook and humped back at me, holding her steady as she came.

As her tight asshole eased it's grip, I slammed into her one last time and blasted my hot cum deep into her writhing, spasming colon. Her sphincter tightened as she came again, just on the heat of my cum squirting into her. Then I felt something soft on my hand as Andie rolled onto her belly pulling me with her, and I realized that Winnie had backed up beside us. Her little hand was patting mine urgently, trying to get my attention. When I turned to her, she gave me a pleading look, her little butt waving in the air, her hands flat on the bed and her right cheek pressed on them. I was still spurting, but I couldn't resist the offer and hurriedly pulled out of Andie and, grabbing Winnie's baby hips, ripped the dildo out of her, hearing the same pop that I'd heard when I'd pulled out of Andie. With a shyly, eager smile, Winnie welcomed my cock into her little asshole.

As I hesitated for an instant, I saw Winnie's asshole throb open and shut, open and shut as if it was breathing. I gave a groan of lust and plunged my still spurting cock deep into her. Winnie sounded off with her high, shrill squeal and went flat under my weight the rest of her squeal muffled by the pillows.

"MISTER MAR-R-R-TIN-N-N!!" she screamed into the pillow, "oh, Mr. Martin!" she gasped as I knocked the breath out of her.

"Yes-s-s-s-s," I gasped, "ooh, yes-s-s!"

I couldn't go soft - not that I wanted to. I slammed into her over and over, dribbling cum in her sweet, baby asshole after my heavy squirting eased off. Within seconds, I felt her tighten and gasp. Grunting like a little pig, Winnie shuddered, rubbing her lust-reddened face on the pillows.

"F-f-f-fu-u-uck-k-k," I gasped, "fuck! Winnie! Fuck!" I was so driven by lust that I couldn't say anything else.

"Ooh-h-oh," Mr. Martin," she moaned.

As Winnie came once more, my cock began going soft. It had been an experience. My stiff cock had held up long enough to fuck little Winnie's wonderful baby asshole. We hung like that, my cock plugging Winnie's asshole as Andie caressed my back. A long while later, I rolled onto my back leaving Winnie smiling. Andie quickly jumped over her and sucked my soft cock into her hungry mouth, slurping her saliva and my smeared cum down and gulping it down. She kept a hand on Winnie's back, keeping her from moving and, after she got me cleaned off, she sank her tongue in Winnie's still loosely open asshole and sucked my cream out of it.

It was such an incredibly titillating view, that had I been able to, I'd have jumped on Andie's back and banged her again. When she was done, she fell forward and Winnie, squealing in pleasure, crawled over her and planted her lips over Andie's asshole, digging out and slurping down the cum I'd squirted in a few minutes before. The woman crooned softly as the little girl sucked and slurped. Once again, had I been able to, I'd have jumped her waving ass, this time it was Winnie's ass waving so delectably.

I'd cum twice, within a very short period. I could no more raise another hard-on than I could have raised the Titanic. I groaned and fell back, my prick soft and hanging limply between my legs. That didn't stop Andie and Winnie from huddling over it. Winnie crooned and slurped it into her mouth as Andie lay and caressed it gently. I'd cum in my little dream-girl's pre-pubescent asshole and cunt and Andie had licked me clean both times. I would have loved to fuck the older woman's tits, but as already noted, I could no more raise a hard-on after cumming twice, than I could the Titanic.

I lay back and caressed Winnie's silky-haired head as she suckled my limp prick. She seemed insatiable. If she didn't have a prick in her, she had to have it in her hands. Andie slid up beside, smilingly watching the little girl go at my cock. I pulled the woman to me. She was possibly twenty years older than me, but at fifty, her breasts still looked deliciously luscious and I wanted to suckle them. She chuckled and lifted a nipple to my mouth as I leaned in. Scooting up a little, she pushed me on my back and, sliding an arm under my head, she fed me the handiest nipple and I closed my eyes. It was sheer bliss, a nipple in my mouth and a little girl suckling and caressing my soft prick.

None of us had much of any sort of conversation until we'd all recovered somewhat. Andie went in and fixed us all some sandwiches in place of a supper and we sat naked at her dinner table, drinking cokes and eating, enjoying each other's company as we talked over the last couple of hours and teased each other. As I was tickling Winnie, pinching her little pussy lips then her mini-nipples then poking her ribs, Andie went silent after a bit, just watching us play, a bemused smile on her face.

"You know," she interrupted our play, "I'll be leaving the area soon and Winnie will be needing a companion slash babysitter."

"Hm-m?" I glanced up at her.

Winnie jerked her head up and smiled hugely at me, "yeah!"

"Whattaya mean you're leaving soon?" I reached for another sandwich.

My cousin and her husband have opened another retail outlet and need a nanny of sorts, for their two kids. I've agreed to come care for them," a slow smile spread across her lips as she gazed dreamily up at the ceiling, "the boy's ten, just getting to the right age, and the girl's seven, the perfect age," she caressed her pussy.

"Damn! I want that job," I chuckled.

"And what about me!" Winnie pouted, pushing on my arm.

"I'll take that job," I snatched her up and pulled her onto my lap, pulling my half-stiff cock up between her soft thighs as she giggled, "after all, a bird in the hand beats two in the bushes, however luscious they may look."

"Yeah - OW-W!" the little girl squealed and flinched as I nipped her soft throat sharply.

"That's gonna leave a mark," Andie giggled as I chuckled.

"Ooh, a hickey!" Winnie squealed in glee, "my very first!"

"Listen," Andie continued, "Winnie's folks tend to drop her off with me at all hours of the day and night. With Morna gets called out and Dan isn't home, she'll knock on my door and either ask me to check on her or drop her off, depending on how long she expects to be gone."

"Yeah?" I grinned.

"Yeah," Winnie grinned back.

"I'll talk to her folks. You're a teacher out for the summer and need some extra income. They give me sixty a week plus ten each time they leave her in my charge. And do we ever get a charge, don't we, doll," she reached over and patted Winnie's hand.

"Um, hm-m," the little girl nodded enthusiastically, her mouth full.

"That sounds like an offer I can't refuse," I chuckled, my cock twitching at the thought of seven days a week of little-girl pussy - and all to myself.

"I'm gonna like that," Winnie lisped, reverting to her little girl voice.