I tapped 'Rosie' into the search box and a list of about 20 films with 'Rosie' in the title from all around the world came up. They were also various ages.

I scrolled down and then I saw it.

'Rosie's 5th Birthday Party!'

I clicked on it as Emily and I settled back on the bed and the screen came to life.

A colourful title came up with the same name as a group of young children on the soundtrack sang 'Happy Birthday To You'... with gradually faded out.

The title slowly dissolved into more writing.

'Rosie is 5 today... so all her special friends came round to her party...

And to wish her a very SPECIAL... Happy Birthday....'

The picture changed to little Rosie blowing out 5 candles on the large birthday cake that we'd seen earlier.

Then she looked into the camera.

'Hello... I'm Ros-thie... and I'm 5 today!'

She held up 5 fingers.

'All my freindsth are here for my thspecial party!'

Rosie;s hair was tied in bunches with pink ribbons. I noticed that she was wearing pink lipstick to match as well.

She was still in a party dress, but this one was different to the one we'd seen earlier in the introductory video, and once again, it was a light pink to match the ribbons and lipstick.

'Thesthe are my thspecial friendsth' she lisped as the camera panned around the room to show 5 naked men, all sporting large hard erections before the screen faded out and back in again.

Rosie was now standing on what I thought was a table, but it turned out to be something similar to a doctor's examination couch... only bigger.

The camera panned to show a line of men's hard cocks of all shapes and sizes, one of which was black. Rosie went along the line and kissed the end of each one in turn, before a hand was seen going under the front of her dress clearly fondling her, as another pair went under the back and caressed her bum.

Another pair of hands set to work undoing the buttons on the back of her pretty pink party dress, which they opened up and slipped off her, letting it fall to the floor. You could clearly see the hand moving around in the font of her pretty little knickers, and the other doing the same down the back of them.

Her pretty little knickers were pink to match her now discarded pink party dress, and had '5 Today!' printed across the front of them.

As hands continued to explore inside her knickers and fondle her little pussy and bum, a hand came from either side and began to stroke and tweak her tiny flat, almost non existent little nipples.

Then the hands came out of her knickers and each took one side of her waistband before slowly pulling them down.

Little Rosie stepped out of them and stood with her legs apart. It was obvious she'd done this many times before. The hands that been stroking her nipples now moved. One went to her bum, the other started fingering her little hairless slit and diddling her little hidden clitty bump.

After a few moments, the men's heads started to appear.

Two licked each of her nipples, while one licked her bum from behind and another feasted on her 5 year old pussy. The 5th man locked his lips to hers and you could see their tongues and mouths moving as the little 5 year old wrapped her little arms around him and French kissed him.

A short time later, Rosie was picked up and laid on the black couch with her little legs spread wide apart, and her ankles were placed into the child sized stirrups on the examination couch.

The camera zoomed in for a close up on her gaping little pink pussy, as the black man#s hand came in and began to rub the 5 year old's clit in tiny circles.

'Mmm... nith...' little Rosie sighed as her clit was diddled.

A cock then appeared at the side of Rosie's little blonde head.

Immediately and without any hesitation whatsoever, she opened her tiny mouth and the man pushed as much of it as he could into it.

He held the back of her head as he slowly moved it in and out of her tiny, sucking mouth. He only did it for a few minutes before it was replaced by another, and another and another until eventually, all 5 men had face fucked her.

As we watched, Emily idly stroked my cock and made little sounds of approval of what was happening on screen as I fingered her sweet, slippery little slit.

Back on screen, little Rosie's kegs were released from the stirrups. She was then picked up again and placed on a similar styled couch. This time, she was positioned so that she was lying on her side.

Two webbing straps were brought up and her right leg was secured to the cushioned couch with one of them. The other appeared to be lowered from the top of the screen. This one had a small loop in it into which Rosie's left ankle was placed.

When the webbing was raised back up, it had the effect of making Rosie's open up wide apart. The more the strap was raised, the wider and more spread apart the 5 year old's legs were. Her tiny, tightly closed vaginal and bum holes were now totally exposed and when they were certain her legs wouldn't open any wider without hurting the little darling, it was secured.

Emily carried on playing with my cock as my finger continued to explore her hole. We watched intently as a different man appeared at Rosie's head.

Again, she automatically opened opened her mouth as he fed it to her. The black man's big hard cock appeared at Rosie's left side and the little 5 year old struggled to fit the fingers of both hands around it, but she did the best she could and started to wank him.

Another cock appeared and started to rub it along her dark pink, gaping little pussy slit and around her clit, before yet another appeared and rubbed his cock along the crack of her tiny 5 year old bum.

This is my favourite bit!' Emily whispered excitedly. 'She's so lucky!'

I was mesmerised watching this sweet and so innocent looking little girl happily servicing all these men at the same time on her 5th birthday.

The man having his cock sucked was unsurprisingly, first. He groaned in ecstasy as he started to shoot his hot, thick cum over Rosie's sweet little face and in her hair.

Rosie giggled incessantly as the cock in her hands was next and exploded similarly, shooting huge globs of goo over her hands, flat little chest and tummy.

Little Rosie's body began to tremble and quiver. She was obviously having a little orgasm all her own. Her little face scrunched up with pleasure and her eyes closed as the man shot all over her soft, hairless mound.

Finally, the last man shot long ropes over her sweet little bum cheeks.

The sound was a mixture of moans, groans and sighs as little 5 year old Rosie was covered in semen.

'That is SO cool...'Emily almost whispered in he excitement. 'But here comes the REALLY best bit...' she said even more animatedly.

The men on screen all began to piss, and very soon Rosie's sweet naked little body was absolutely drenched in amber liquid.

Once they'd all emptied their bladders, they all sang a chorus of 'Happy Birthday to You' to a urine soaked, cum covered smiling and giggling 5 year old Rosie as the screen faded to black and ended.

Emily turned her head and looked at me.

'I wish that was me...' she said quietly.

That interested me immensely, as one of my turn ons when it came to little girls was to watch them urinate.

'You like wee games?' I asked her.

Emily nodded enthusiastically before adding shyly, '...and poo ones!'

I could tell she was extremely hesitant in whether or not to actually say it.

'You don't ever have to be shy or worry poppet...' I said giving her a reassuring cuddle. 'You can tell me absolutely anything... and we can do absolutely anything that you want,,,'

She looked up at me and smiled as I hugged her close to reassure her that I meant it before I whispered, 'I like the idea of those too...'

Emily giggled and appeared to be relieved that I found those things quite normal.

'Do you want to give or receive?' I whispered in her ear.

By the puzzled expression on her face, she didn't know what I meant. I hugged her again, smiled and explained.

Do you want to wee or poo on me... or me to do it to you?'

'Oh' she said with a giggle. 'BOTH!'

'Have you done it before baby girl?'

She shook her head.

'No... but I've seen it lots of times in films and stuff and it looks like fun... Gemma says it's brill!'

So 9 year old Gemma was into water-sports and had done it already. That didn't surprise me really.

I put my arms around the naked little 7 year old and lifted her onto my chest so that she was lying on top of me again and I could look into her pretty little face. With my big arms wrapped around her tiny skinny body I rested my hands on her bum cheeks. The feeling of her soft, smooth skin against my own was fantastic.

I looked at her pretty little face and into those wonderful, inquisitive, bright eyes and felt a huge, genuine surge of love well up inside me.

I knew at that precise moment, although it was never in any doubt anyway, that I truly loved this little 7 year old girl who gave herself to me so freely, genuinely and lovingly.

There was literally nothing I wouldn't do to protect her from harm, and I would do anything in my power to make sure that she was as happy as I could make her. I also knew that I would actually kill anyone who threatened her, or harmed a single hair on her pretty little head.

Each time she gave me that beautiful smile,I felt my heart lurch.

I kissed her forehead lovingly and then whispered into her ear.

'Shall we do it now baby girl?

'Really?' She asked excitedly.

'Really!' I said, '...if you want to?'

I'd never seen little Emily so fired up. Her little hands grabbed the sides of my face and she plastered it in sweet little girl kisses.

'Let's do it...' I whispered, giving her bum a playful smack.

'I like it when you do that too!' she giggled cheekily and confidently.

I picked her up and carried her into the en-suite wet room before putting her down.

'Which do you want to do first?

'Can I do it to you first?' she asked.

It was one of my greatest turn ons to watch little girls and boys having a wee, and to be wee'd on by little Emily was a fantastic fantasy come true.

I was almost as excited as she was.

'Course you can!' I told her. 'Are you able to start and stop when you want to?'

'Pretty much' she answered.

'Great' I told her. 'Then I can direct you!'

I lay down on the floor and instructed Emily to stand astride me with a leg each side. Then I got her to squat slightly, just over my cock and I watched intently as the golden fluid began to dribble down her legs from her tiny opening, onto my tummy, cock and balls.

As her flow built up into a steady stream, I fingered her hot little slit.

I then got her to stop her flow and move clover up my body. I placed my hands on her hips and licked her juicy little slit, tasting the sweet saltiness of her urine. As I flicked at her clit, Emily sighed softly and I felt a little trickle escape from her.

I pushed my tongue into her hole, well as much as I was able to, and as I wiggled it about encouraging her to release it, Emily was unable to hold the flow back.

'Ooh...' she gasped as the dribble started again.

I drank down as much as I could, stabbing the little hole with with the tip of my tongue. Eventually she slowed up and the flow stopped as I licked away the last salty drops from her slit.

Emily was absolutely beaming as I stood up and she lay down.

'Ready?' I checked

'Uh-huh' she replied with a nod.

I released my flow and started to pee. Directing the hot stream directly at her slit to start with, gradually making my way upwards over her tummy and little flat chest. When I knew I was nearing the end of my flow I stopped and save the last little bit.

Emily looked disappointed that I'd stopped, but I didn't want to frighten her or do anything she didn't want.

'In your face?' I checked.

Emily nodded furiously.

I restarted, aiming for the centre of her forehead.

I watched as her hair became soaked and my amber fluid ran down her face. Then she opened her mouth. I directed my final jet there and scored a direct hit.

I heard Emily gargle a little as she swallowed it down, but she was okay. Eventually I slowed and stopped completely.

I looked down at my urine soaked little girl, and she had a grin from ear to ear. I knew it was a stupid question... but I just had to ask it!

'How was it baby girl?'

'That was... absolutely brill!' she said.

I was so pleased to see my little girl so happy. We hugged and kissed before showering, drying and returning to the bedroom all nice and fresh.

I pulled on some shorts and Emily actually pulled on a pair of knickers!

Despite everything that had happened over the past few days and everything that was yet to come, looking at her lying there on the bed in a pair of little white knickers with Minnie Mouse printed on them, it reminded me and she looked for that moment exactly what she was.

A cute, innocent looking, 7 year old girl.

I decided to pop down to the kitchen to get us both a drink. I never saw any sign of Tony or Gemma on my travels, so I assumed they'd gone off to Tony's room and were doing pretty much what Emily and I had been.

I hadn't been gone that long, but when I returned, little Emily was blissfully sound asleep. She looked happy, contented, sweet and innocent. I think that was the main thing that had made me fall in love with her, that look of sweet, total innocence.

She was also of course, incredibly sexy with a willingness and eagerness to do pretty much anything I asked of her.

Much more than any woman I'd ever known in fact.

But Emily's looks were the total opposite.

She's already told me that she wanted to be a total little slut, and I was more than happy to encourage her to be just that to me. However, to anyone who didn't Emily, she was your average, run-of-the-mill, sweet and innocent 7 year old girl.

I stood there just watching her sleep, her little chest rising and falling silently as she slept. I couldn't help but wonder what she might have been dreaming about, and hoped that whatever it was, it was a nice one.

I draped a cover over her in case she got cold and then I kissed her lightly, whispering 'sweet dreams darling... I love you...'

She stirred slightly but didn't wake up.

As I didn't want to disturb her, I went and sat on a recliner and decided to explore Tony's computer system a bit further.

I flicked through page after page of names, and was staggered at the sheer number of videos and photograph's on the system. I went into the website section and brought up a page labelled 'live cams'.

Some of the names were obvious, but others were a little more obscure. The guide also said that if the names were in red, it indicated that they were offline, and green meant live an available.

Some had brief descriptions.

They were all ages, boys and girls, groups with or without adults. Some of those labelled 'groups' looked interesting. There were gymnastics groups, scouts, cubs and beavers, guides, brownies and rainbows. Even schools and nurseries. Absolutely all sorts.

In the old Eastern bloc countries, there was a high number of orphanages, and in South East Asia, lots of feeds from child brothels.

I've always been keen on the orientals, so I clicked on one using the 'management silent observer' option.

On cam 1, a chubby white man was fucking a girl of about 11, on cam 2, two young boys around 6 or so were sucking on one another's stiff little cocks. Cam 3 showed a girl of about 12 putting on a private show with a vibrator.

As ever, I was well impressed.

I thought of the girl I'd seen yesterday and typed 'Shannon' into the search box, and an array of 'Shannon's' came up.

I scrolled through until I saw one with a * next to it. The help guide told me that symbol indicated a 'recruiter', so I knew I'd got the right one and clicked on it.

I read what could only be described as Shannon's 'personnel record' really, if there was such a thing within Tony's organisation.

I found out that despite the way she looked and acted, she was actually only 12, well closer to 13, and had been with Tony since he'd started the business around 6 years ago. She'd also recruited a phenomenal number of kids into the business and had amassed a staggering amount of wealth into the bargain.

There was also a long list of videos and photo sets accredited to her, going back to when she was just 6 years old. I flicked through the titles of some of her videos.

Shannon the cherry popper, Shannon likes it up her bum, Shannon fucks her primary school teacher, Shannon's first facial, Shannon's golden showers, Shannon's gang bang, Shannon's lesbian lust... the list went on and on.

I continued my look through and saw a coded list of sexual activities which the children could choose to participate in... or not. These again were divided by colour, green indicating fine and red meaning no way.

Under Shannon's name, there was a long list of green entries; everything from simple fucking, through lesbianism, gang bangs and water sports to spanking and being tied up.

There were NO red entries.

When I thought about it, it struck me that Shannon was the earlier prototype for the 7 year old sleeping silently about two feet away from me. It seemed that there wasn't anything my little Emily wouldn't do either.

I was tempted to skim through some of Shannon's videos and photo's, but decided to save that pleasure for another day when I had the time to enjoy them more.

I quickly scrolled through the list of names, my eyes trying to take in some of them so that I was familiar with at least some of them, together with the codes and notes that were with them.

Juanita 7 in Barcelona. She loved to give and be on the receiving end of oral, but I'd never known a 7 year old who didn't like a good tonguing to be honest. She didn't like anything up her bum though, apparently.

Louise in Seattle was 11. She loved stuff up her bum and golden showers as well.

Imra in Delhi liked to be tied up and spanked and was 9, whereas 5 year old Annie in Scotland apparently liked you to cum over her face.

Anthony in Bulgaria liked his cock squeezed hard. Unusual in a 6 year old I thought, and 12 year old Max in Argentina loved a tongue up his bum.

The list was seemingly endless. I felt I could put in either sex and any combination of sex act, age, location, skin colour and build, and get a result every single time. At the bottom of the page I spotted a button that said 'supplies'.

Intrigued, I clicked on it.

This brought up another list of names. These were all girls aged around 15 upwards and it seemed, were no longer profitable as such in themselves. However, they remained on the payroll as most of them were either pregnant or had given birth quite recently, and were happy for their offspring to join 'the business'.

Some of them had 2 or 3 children, and once again I marvelled at Tony's ingenuity and forward thinking. It made sense. Little girls, or boys for that matter, unfortunately don't stay little forever and as they grow up, lose their appeal for a lot of clients. So what better way to 'replenish the stock' as it were, then by the very girls who did exactly the same when they ere 5, 6 or 7 or whatever.

The Mum's can teach their little girl's all they need to know and when the time's right, they can slip in and start earning with the full knowledge and permission of their parent.

When you think about it, the idea was brilliant.

I heard Emily stir and she kicked off the cover that I'd placed over her. She'd repositioned herself so that she was now lying on her back with her legs apart. He prominent little mound looked so inviting that I simply couldn't resist.

Carefully I climbed onto the bed and got between them, before I hooked my finger into the gusset of her Minnie Mouse knickers between her legs and pulled it to one side, exposing her lovely, juicy little slit.

I lay there just staring at the beautiful sight before me. The raised smooth mound, the perfect symmetrical line where her soft lips met in the middle and the usually tightly closed little hole, forced open slightly against its will revealing a tantalising glimpse of the pink, wet treasure which lay within.

Using one hand, I carefully prised the top of her lips apart and gently stroked at her tiny clitoral hood to entice her little pearl from its hiding place, before running my finger up and down her smooth, soft slit.

Emily was incredibly wet and slippery, and once again I couldn't help but wonder what she was dreaming about.

I lightly kissed and licked her little pussy.

I could smell her.

I could smell my little Emily.

Those wonderful little girl sex juices, that sweet urine mixed with the shower gel we'd used.

Her sweet vagina smelled every bit as sexy as it looked.

MY little girl.

Her chest continued to rise and fall silently and again, I felt a rush of love for her, followed by an even greater one of lust.

I could have quite easily ripped through her little cherry there and then.

Rammed my cock hard into her as she lay there, and no doubt little Emily would have lay there, legs wide apart and let me do it.

And love it.

But I didn't.

Yes I WOULD rip her cherry open.

Yes I WOULD put my cock into her little vaginal hole and fuck her hard.

Yes I WOULD also ram my cock up her tight little bum and deep into her rectum.

But not right now.

Not this minute.

And definitely NOT like this!

Not only did I want Emily to be a willing and active participant, I also had the desire to make her very first time as memorable, pain free and pleasurable for her as I could possibly make it.

I wanted her to look back and remember it as the best experience she'd ever had, and that it happened with the greatest love, affection and tenderness.

I could NEVER do it like this.

That would be rape, and I would NOT rape my little girl.

I would not rape ANY child.

As much as I loved sex with many different children, I'd never forced any of them into doing anything they didn't want to do, and I never would either.

Mutual consent and enjoyment is always of paramount importance to me.

I licked her little love button lightly before sucking on it. I ran my tongue down her slit, back up and onto her clit again. Emily sighed softly and instinctively opened her little legs wider before I dipped my tongue into her honey pot.

She tasted so good.

I licked the inner lips and then sucked on the larger outer ones. I licked and sucked, sucked and licked, like a kitten at a bowl of fresh double cream.

As I licked, Emily's hips came up to meet me.

I licked harder and faster.

Little Emily, still sound asleep, breathed harder.

I sucked on her clit again, before nibbling at it and then circling it with the tip of my tongue. Emily's little legs went into spasm and I knew she was cumming as I continued to lick her delicious, bald little mound.

She panted, sighed and moaned as her little body shuddered and shook. I watched her tiny hole contracting and her little flat tummy heaving. I continued my oral ministrations on her and little Emily seemed to go from one orgasm straight to another, and another, and another.

I looked up at her and she was biting down on her lip as her body writhed and gyrated continuously.

I never wanted to stop licking her.

She was so sweet, so tasty, so delicious.

I wanted her to enjoy these sensations forever.

Reluctantly, I did eventually stop and I lay on the bed next to her. She turned into me and moaned softly to herself as she threw an arm across me.

I kissed her head, whispered 'sweet dreams darling... I love you...' and watched her continue her peaceful, contented sleep.

I hadn't any idea of the time.

I was in that state somewhere between sleep and consciousness. Quite frankly, I wasn't even sure where I was.

Unfamiliar surroundings.

I was aware of my throbbing cock. My usual morning hard on. A warm, wet sensation coming from the top of it. A small hand stroking my inner thigh and another fondling my balls.

I opened my eyes fully.

Somehow, Emily had lost her knickers and I had a lovely rear view of 7 year old Emily lying on her tummy, her tiny, smooth, perfectly rounded little bum inches from my face.

Her head was moving slowly up and down my cock. I reached for her gorgeous little bum and gently squeezed it. Emily stopped briefly, turned her head and looked up at me with a huge smile on her face.

A long strand of pre-cum was hanging from her top lip, which she quickly collected with a quick swipe of her little pink tongue.

'Good morning sweetheart' I said sleepily, 'what a way to wake up!'

She grinned at me and giggled.

'I thought you might like it' she said with a huge smile that showed the pre-cum coating her little white milk teeth.

'I do! I do!' I said, squeezing her little bum again, 'but come here and give us a kiss!'

She turned herself around and lay on my chest on her tummy with a leg either side of me. I held her head with a hand on each side of her face and kissed her briefly. I then wrapped my arms around her and we had a proper kiss until we both had to come up for air. I then returned my hands to her little globes, softly caressing her.

'Did you sleep well poppet?' I asked, before planting a little kiss on her sweet button nose.

'Yup!' she said brightly, 'it was really nice!' kissing the end of my nose in a copycat move and then giggling before she added, '...and I had the mostest... loveliest dream!'

'The mostest?' I laughed.

'Don't take the mickey! She said, giving me a playful slap on the arm.

'Tell me about your mostest nice dream' I said, taking the mickey again.

Emily pulled a hair out of my chest.

'Oww!' I laughed.

I retaliated by giving her bum a playful slap.

It turned into a muck about wrestle, which of course, ended up with me pinning her down on the bed by her hands. I moved my head down to her flat little tummy, swirled my tongue in and around her tummy button, before blowing a loud raspberry on her belly.

Emily collapsed in a fit of giggles as I did it again and again.

I then went back to her face and kissed her little nose again.

'And let that be a lesson to you!' I laughed. 'I love you poppet!'

'Love you too!' she replied.

I could tell from her eyes that she meant every word.

So did I.

Our lips locked and our tongues met to do their merry dance. I think we could have just hugged and kissed like that for hours, but we had to breathe sooner or later.

I lifted her back up and onto my chest like before.

'So what was your dream about sweetheart?' I asked her seriously.

'Well...' she said putting her head sideways on my chest and her arms around me, 'I dreamed I was in bed with you... like we are now...'

'Yeah...'

'And you started to lick me...'

'Uh-huh' I said, 'and then what happened?'

'Well... you made me cum...

'Right...'

'And it was a super duper one... really nice you know... like you always do...'

'Yeah...'

'But you didn't stop licking and sucking my pussy when I cummed...'

'I didn't?'

'Nope!' she said as she played with the hairs on my chest. '...You just kept licking and sucking... you sucked my clitty bump... licked my pussy... put your tongue inside me...'

'And?'

'I cummed AGAIN!' she said with surprise. '...and THEN...'

'And then?' I asked.

'You just kept on licking and sucking and it felt so nice I cummed and cummed all over again and again!'

'Oh wow!' I said, 'and what did you think of that?' I asked her as she continued to twiddle the hairs.

'It was brilliant! It felt really tingly between my legs and it kind of... went all over... and just when I thought it was gonna go away... it happened again and again... and felt nicer each time!'

'So you enjoyed it then?' I laughed.

'Mmm' she said, 'I loved it!'

She looked up at me.

' I didn't know you could do that... or is it only in your dreams?' she asked.

I stroked her hair lovingly as I spoke.

'You could do it for real' I told her. 'Well some ladies and little girls can... but not all of them'

'Really?' she asked.

This was a revelation to little Emily.

'Yup' I told her, 'they're called multiple orgasms poppet'

She thought for a moment.

'Can you do it?' she asked.

'No babes' I laughed. 'Men and women are built a bit differently' I said before adding, 'and when you get to be an old wrinkly like me... it gets worse!'

I laughed.

Little Emily was clearly puzzled, judging by the look on her face.

'What do you mean?

'Well... when I cum I shoot my cream don't I?'

Emily nodded, smiled at the thought and then smacked her lips saucily

'Yeah...'

'And then it goes all soft...'

'Yeah...' Emily giggled, 'like a pork sausage!'

'Err... yeah... Thanks for that Em!' I laughed. 'Well it needs time to replace it and get all hard again... but some little boys can cum and stay hard... and then cum again'

'Can they?'

'Yeah... but little boys don't have anything come out of it do they?

'Don't they?'

'Well... not until they're about 11 or so... maybe later'

'Why?'

'Well...' I tried to put it into words she'd understand. 'You know when you get a little older... anywhere from about a years time to 13 or so... you'll start to grow hairs, boobs and you'll start to have periods?'

'Uh-huh'

'Well similar things happen to boys too!'

Emily had a think and then collapsed into gales of uncontrollable giggles.

'What?' I asked.

Emily couldn't contain herself, raising a hand to her mouth as she giggled constantly. Her giggling was so infectious, she started me off.

'What!??#' I said laughing.

'Boys... DON'T grow boobies!' she said giggling.

'Der! I know that you doughnut!'

She giggled again.

Little Emily, the light of my life, was winding me up very successfully... and I hadn't even noticed.

'And... they don't have periods!' she said with an air of authority

'True' I admitted, 'but they do grow hair... and their cocks get longer and fatter'

Emily smiled as she thought about that and I continued.

'Their voices get deeper... their balls drop... and they start to make the goo that shoots out when they cum!'

After all that, a lengthy and protracted discussion about puberty and all that would entail, all Emily said afterwards was 'oh'.

'But like I said, some women and little girls can cum, and cum and cum, if someone keeps on licking and sucking them, or fingers them or fucks them. And you...' I said tapping the end of her little button nose with my fingertip, 'are one of them!'

Little Em smiled and then frowned.

'But it was only a dream...' she said after thinking about it.

'Err...' I confessed, 'I did actually lick you... and suck you... over and over... and you DID actually cum over and over again. I was licking you while you slept... but you were really enjoying it!'

'Cool!' she replied. 'Why didn't you wake me up?'

'because you were having a lovely sleep darling' I told her. 'I didn't want to disturb you!'

'You can always wake me up for that!' she giggled. 'You can always wake me up for sex... I'll never say no!'

'You're not a little sex machine sweetheart!' I told her.

'I want to be!' she said with a big grin. 'You can do whatever you want to me and I'll do whatever you want me to... no matter what you want me to do... no matter when it is... no matter where we are!'

'You don't have to poppet' I said hugging her.

She hugged my neck tightly.

'I know!' she said kissing my lips, 'but I want to. I told you, I'm going to be your little slut... your little sex slave... and I will never EVER say no!'

I decided to test her and call her bluff.

'Okay... supposing...'

I looked around the room for some depraved inspiration.

'I wanted to put that big thick candle over there up your bum?' I pointed.

'Okay!' she said. 'Shall I bend over?'

'Whoa... hang on baby girl!' I said. ' That was an example!'

I laughed.

'What about if there were lots of men and boys... and they all wanted to fuck you... or for you to suck them all off... or one wanted to fuck your bum and one wanted you to suck them... both at the same time?'

'Oh cool!' she beamed, 'Or girls? But only if you said it was okay though... because I belong to you!'

'Okay... okay... I believe you!' I said laughing.

My cock was rock hard, so I reached down and lined it up with her hot pussy, rubbing it up and down her slit and around her hard little clitty.

'Mmm...' Emily moaned, 'that's nice. Are you going to fuck me?' she asked.

'No... not yet baby girl' I told her as I continued rubbing my cock along her deliciously hot, soft slippery folds.

'When?' she asked hopefully.

'Soon my darling... very soon'

Emily got into the rhythm, moving her tiny hips back and forth, grinning her little slit down hard on my cock. The leaking pre-cum making it nice and slippery as we glided together giving one another pleasurable feelings.

'Mmm... that feels so nice' she sighed as she kissed me, before she sat up a little and placed her hands flat on my chest.

I held her slim hips, pulling her down hard on my cock as we moved faster and faster.

'Oh... you're so... good' I gasped as Emily bared down harder. 'I'm... gonna... cum... oh yeah....'

My cock suddenly erupted as little Emily continued to slide back and forth on my manhood. My cum flew out between her spindly little legs, splattering her mound, bum and with big ropes up her back. As my cock continued spewing out my hot goo onto Emily, with her eyes closed, she began to shriek and judder.

'Oooh... oooh.... oh..'

'That's it baby girl..' I gasped, 'cum on me... enjoy it... cum for Uncle Peter!'

Her little body went into spasm as she shook and convulsed uncontrollably. She hugged my neck and kissed me hard. I could feel her little body juddering continuously as she enjoyed her orgasm and the jolts of extreme pleasure shooting through her from between her legs, before she collapsed exhausted on my chest, panting like she'd just run the London Marathon.

It was a good five minutes before either of us spoke.

'I can feel your creamy cum between my legs... it's all hot, wet, sticky and squidgy... it's all up my bum as well!' she giggled.

I was just about to suggest a shower together when there was a light tap at the door and a naked little Gemma wandered in.

'Morning sweetie!' I said.

'Morning Uncle Pete!' she said in her usual little sing-song voice, coming over for a hug and kiss before doing the same to her little sister.

She saw the naked little 7 year old on top of me, her legs apart and the cum splattered all over her. She looked down at her sister and giggled.

'Hope I didn't interrupt?' she said with a little embarrassed smile, thinking she'd walked in during the act.

'No babes...' I reassured her, 'we'd finished. No need to be embarrassed anyway'

'Looks like you enjoyed yourselves' she said winking at Emily.

'Certainly did... we always do don't we babes?'' I said to Em.

'Yup!' the 7 year old confirmed with one of her infectious little giggles.

'So, is this a social visit?' I asked.. 'Don't get me wrong, you're welcome in here at any time... especially when you're dressed like that!'

'But I'm not dressed in anything?' she said puzzled.

'Exactly!' I laughed and then grinned.

Emily, who was used to my sense of humour and was much quicker on the uptake than her big sister, thought it was hilarious and giggled again. Gemma suddenly got the joke and did the same.

'Ha ha!' she said sarcastically with a smile. 'Oh and the reason I came in.... is there's been a delivery for you. The boxes are in the ha;ll downstairs... and there's loads of them!'

'Oh blimey... the stuff I ordered. I forgot about that.

'Well it's here!' she repeated.

'Thanks darling... is Tony up?'

She shook her head.

'No, I think I wore him out last night!' she giggled. 'We was watching some of the live cams... and then we were at it until quite late...'

'Ooh you mucky little girlie!' I said laughing.

'Yup!' she replied with a big grin.

'You're welcome to join us?' I said, patting the bed next to me.

'Maybe later' she replied. 'I need to jump in the shower'

'So does Em I think!' I said, scooping up some of the cum between her legs and holding it up.

'Want to shower with me Em?' Gemma asked. 'I can make sure it's all washed off for you' she said running a finger along her little sister's bum and scooping some of the cum up for herself.

She stuck her finger into her mouth and licked it off, before scooping another fingerful and offering it to Emily, who eagerly did the same before they looked at each other and giggled.

'Tasty!' they said together with a giggle.

'Or you could just lick it off? I laughed, before I gave Emily a playful smack on her bum as I kissed her little nose.

'Shower madam!' I ordered, as I carefully lifted her off and stood her on the floor.

I watched my thick, gloopy cum trickle down the inside of her thighs as she waddled gingerly with Gemma towards the shower.

'Penguin!' I called out after them with a laugh.

Gemma gave me the finger as the girls whooped and giggled their way into the en-suite and closed the door.

It took a few journey's to carry all the boxes up to my room. I could hear the girls' muffled voices as they chatted, whispered, giggled and splashed about in the shower. I opened all the boxes and checked the contents against the delivery note to ensure everything I'd ordered was actually there.

I was so engrossed in what I was doing that I never noticed the water in the shower had shut off and the girls were unusually quiet. I crept over quietly and opened the door ever so slightly to peek in.

I was greeted by the wonderful sight of Gemma lying on the floor of the wet room with her legs spread wide. Emily was on top of her, lying the other way round, and the two girls were tonguing one another as if their little lives depended on it.

It was such an erotic sight to see these two pre-teen sister having a 69 together. I considered joining them, but decided that as they were having a private moment together, they might not appreciate my intrusion, so I quietly closed the door and left them to it.

Around ten minutes later they emerged, naked and with their wet hair plastered to their foreheads.

'All done?' I asked.

They both nodded.

'Well I hope that next time... you invite me along for breakfast!'

It took a moment before they looked at one another a little sheepishly, realising I had seen them, before they both burst into a fit of giggles.

'I best go and see if he's awake yet!' Gemma said. 'I'll see you later'

She gave us both a hug and a kiss before she left.

'Uncle Peter? Emily said in a tone that meant she was about to ask something very serious.

'Yes babes?'

'Can I ask you something?

'Course you can sweetheart' I replied, lifting her up onto my lap. 'What's on your mind baby girl?'

'Well... I was talking to Gems and... well she said... well... I should... oh I dunno!'

It must be serious, I thought. Whenever Emily got tongue tied like that, it was because it was very serious and she was nervous.

I gave her a big reassuring hug.

'Okay Em...' I said, 'take a deep breath, and then whatever it is... just say it sweetie?'

Emily breathed in deeply and as she let it out she said it really quickly.

'Can I call you DADDY Peter?' she said very fast.

I only just about caught what she said.

I looked at the little girl sitting on my lap with that serious look on her face. I could feel tears stinging the back of my eyes and as I tried to blink them back, a lump stuck in my throat and for a moment, I couldn't even speak.

Emily looked up at me. Because I was quiet and my eyes were watery, she obviously thought she'd said something and had upset me.

'It's okay...' she started to gabble again, 'silly idea... dunno why I....'

I put my finger to her lips to silence her.

'I'd love you to darling...' I said in a croaky voice. 'I'd be very honoured and privileged if you called me Daddy Pete!'

My voice cracked with emotion as I hugged my little girl close to me.

We just hugged each other silently for long moments.

We both knew that this was a very special and significant moment we would both remember for the rest of our lives, and the close bond we already shared had now become unbreakable.

Once I'd got my emotions under control, we got down to business. Emily stared at all the piled up boxes.

'What are they?' she asked.

'Those... my sexy little babes..' I said are the things I ordered yesterday. Clothes for me, shoes, trainers and stuff... and... clothes for you and a few other bits and bobs///'

Emily's little face lit up. I walked over and carried a big stack of boxes over.

'This stuff's all for you!' I told her.

She was off like a shot as she began to rummage through them. There was an assortment of dresses, tops, shorts, skirts, socks, underwear, trainers and shoes, all in Emily's size.

It was all regular, good quality designer wear.

I then grabbed another box. This was full of stuff that I'd ordered from a specialist online store. It contained some very short dresses and little skirts.

They were incredibly short and would barely cover Emily's sexy little bum, despite them all being in her size.

They would even make a hooker look like a nun!

The website sold 'specialist' clothing for the discerning pre-teen slut, including sexy lingerie, underwear and tops with sleazy suggestive slogans, stockings and suspenders and even child size stiletto's and bondage wear.

Emily rummaged through, pulling stuff out and absolutely loved what she saw.

She held an orange t-shirt against her chest.

'I'm a little slut!' it read. A white one boasted 'Cum Queen!'

She grabbed a pair of knickers which at first glance, looked like any other regular pair of little girl knickers.

That was, until you saw the slogan on the front of them.

Emily held them against her waist,

'Open for business!' it said right on the pussy area.

Another white pair had a traffic sign logo across the bum.

'One way - entry only!'

Another pair had a spoof KFC logo across the front of the pussy area with 'Finger Lickin Good!'

They were all in a similar vein.

Emily pulled out the suspender belts and all the stockings in her size; red, black and white, plus three pairs of stiletto's in the same colours.

Em was absolutely ecstatic and ran over to me.

'Thank you... thank you!' she shrieked, hugging my neck and kissing me.

You're very welcome baby girl' I told her, 'but I want you to sit down on the bed next to me... because there's more!'

Emily was surprised but did as I asked. I pulled out another small box and another, even smaller one, both of which were gift wrapped. I'd given specific instructions to the sites where I'd purchased my items and they'd done exactly as I'd asked to the letter.

'This is for you darling...' I told her, handing her the larger of the two boxes.

Emily excitedly pulled off the paper and opened the box. I watched as her eyes widened and her face lit up.

'Oh wow!' she squealed. 'Is this for me... really?'

'Really!' I confirmed.

It warmed my heart to see her so happy and excited. Emily was that innocent, wide eyed 7 year old again.

She pulled out one of the very latest smart phones from the box. It was one of those that did everything from connecting to the internet at high speed, through camera and video in HD.

Suddenly her joy evaporated and her face fell.

I put an arm around her.

'What's up Em?' I asked, 'don't you like it baby girl? I can change it...'

She shook her head sadly.

'It... it's not that' she said quietly.

She was close to tears and I couldn't work out why. The thought of my little girl being so upset ripped me apart.

I picked her up, sat her on my knee and wrapped her in my arms.

'Tell me baby...' I said softly.

'I... I can't afford to top it up!' she said miserably.

I burst out laughing and Emily looked up at me. I hugged her lovingly and kissed her little button nose again.

'Oh you are such a soppy thing sometimes!' I laughed. 'You don't have to!'

'I don't?' she said as a solitary tear ran down her cheek.

I licked it away, tasting its sweet saltiness.

'No... of course you don't you banana!' I said laughing. 'It's paid by me... automatically. It's on a contract. You NEVER have to top it up. You can use it as much as you like! I want to make sure you're safe... and if we're ever apart... like I have to go away on business, I'm only at the other end of your phone. You can even do video calls as well so we can see each other. Look!'

I pressed and held down number 1 on the keypad.

'Daddy Peter' came up on the screen of the phone and said 'calling'. A mobile phone could be heard playing 'Thank heaven... for little girls'. I went and pulled a smaller box out of a larger one.

I opened it and pulled out another mobile phone, which was the one playing the tune. It was identical to little Emily's only hers was a girlie, sparkly pink version.

'See!' I said, 'I got one too!'

I pressed 'end' on Emily's phone and mine stopped ringing. I then pressed number 1 speed dial on my phone.

Suddenly, Emily's screen lit up and it said 'Daddy Peter calling!' and played Hot Chocolate's song 'EMILY'

'That is So cool!' she said hugging my neck again and smothering me with kisses.

'Thank you... I never had a phone before... and now I got the bestest one... and it's so cool... and I'm gonna show Gemma...'

Emily was so excited she just gabbled on.

I was over the moon at her reaction.

'Hang on Missy!' I laughed. 'Sit yer bum back down, 'cos I'm not finished yet!

I presented her with the smaller box, no bigger than a cigarette packet and again it was gift wrapped in paper with little pink hearts on it, finished with a pink ribboned bow.

I got down onto my knees in front of her as she sat on the bed, so that I was level with her and could look straight into those lovely blue eyes.

I took hold of her little soft hands in my own and looked directly at her.

'Before you open that one...' I said softly and tenderly, 'I want to tell you that I love you more than anything...'

Emily looked back at me and realised my demeanour had changed. It was the most serious she had ever seen me.

Her demeanour mirrored my own and for her age, was very serious and mature.

'I love you too' she replied, 'very much.

She leaned forward and I kissed her lips.

'You can open it now!' I said with a wink and a smile.

Quick as a flash, Em reverted back to that mischievous, cheeky and incredibly sexy, excited 7 year old as she opened her present.

When she opened the little presentation box, again her eyes widened in wonder. She stared into the box in disbelief and went extremely quiet.

'You can take it out' I said, 'it's yours... honest!'

She reached into the box tentatively, as if she was frightened of damaging it.

'Here, let me do it!' I said, and pulled it out of the box.

It was an expensive solid gold chain and on it an equally expensive solid gold love heart, which sparkled in the light as I held it up.

'What's that in the middle?' Emily asked.

'That's St Christopher darling' I pointed out. 'he's the patron saint of travellers...' I explained. 'That means wherever you go, someone will be looking out for you!'

Emily looked up at me as I turned the pendant over.

'Ooh' Emily squealed when she saw the little diamond set into the bottom of it glint in the light. 'What's that writing on it?'

'I had in engraved for you' I told her.'Do you want me to read it to you?'

Emily nodded, so I read it to her.

'Emily, you are the light of my life. I love you today, more than yesterday, but not as much as tomorrow. All my love, Daddy Peter... and there's a kiss' I added.

I knew I'd taken a chance by adding the word 'Daddy, but fortunately it had paid off. I had planned to ask her if she wanted to call me that, as she'd slipped up once or twice and actually called me Daddy, but I'd pretended I hadn't noticed.

Emily went very quiet while she digested the words.

'You okay poppet?' I asked.

She looked up at me with wet eyes and nodded.

'Sure?'

She nodded again.

'It's beautiful...' she said softly. 'You've bought me so much already... I've never had many presents... especially something like this!'

I took her hands again.

'You're worth every single penny and more! I love you very, very much.

'I love you too!' she said lovingly as she hugged me tightly before adding 'Daddy Peter!'

I had to take deep breaths to stop myself from crumbling when she called me that for the very first time. I solved my dilemma by hugging her close and kissing her briefly before we kissed long and hard.

When we broke away, although I was still feeling quite emotional I was more composed. I picked up the pendant.

'Shall I put it on you?'

Emily nodded before throwing her arms around my neck again and hugging me. I unclipped the chain, placed it around her neck and then fastened it back up. I then flicked her hair up so that it sat properly around her neck.

'That makes you look even more beautiful' I told her.

Em got up and walked over to the full length mirror, turning this way and that like a little model on the catwalk. She then turned and ran back over to me with her arms outstretched. We hugged again and with one arm round the small of her back I fondled her little bum.

'I'm never gonna take this off!' she announced.

'Never?'

'Never!'

'Never... ever?' I laughed as I stroked her 7 year old bum.

'never, ever, ever, NEVER! She giggled, playing the game.

Without Emily noticing, I grabbed my mobile and pressed her number on speed dial.

'Emma... emilyyyy... gonna see your name...' her phone rang.

Now I was the ONLY one who had Emily's number, but of course, she hadn't realised this and without even looking to see who was calling her, picked her phone up and pressed the answer button.

She brought the phone up to her ear as I turned my back on her so that she couldn't really see what I was up to.

'Hello?' she said.

I wasn't sure who she expected to hear on the other end.

'Hello?' she said again.

I brought my phone up to my ear and spoke into it.

'Never, ever, ever, never, NEVER?' I said.

It suddenly clicked with her and she giggled like mad.

'EVER?' I said again as I burst out laughing.

'DADDDDYYY!' she giggled.

I felt my heart lurch. I crooked a wiggly finger at her.

'Come here Missy!' I said in as stern a voice as I could muster.

Emily looked worried as she came over to me.

'What did you just say?' I asked.

'Nothing!' she said, looking even more worried.

'Yes you did!'

'Didn't!'

'Oh... I must have misheard you then..' I said, 'only for a moment... I thought you called me Daddy...'

'I did!' she said, looking relieved.

'So what happened to Daddy Peter?'

'Well I was thinking...' she started to explain, 'and I thinked that I don't have a real Daddy anyway... you know a proper one... so...'

The sentence trailed off, and she looked up at me.

'Did I do something wrong?' she asked innocently.

Again I couldn't answer her. The sting was back in my eyes as was the lump in my throat. I briefly turned my head away as my eyes welled up with tears and I wiped them away discreetly, hoping that Emily wouldn't notice.

She might only have been 7 years old, but she was far from stupid.

'Have I been naughty?' she asked innocently, looking at my wet eyes.

'No sweetheart' I sniffed, 'not at all'

'Why are you crying?' she asked concerned.

I wasn't quite sure how to explain this ton her, but I tried.

'They're happy tears darling...'n I said, holding her close. 'you're such a beautiful girl and I love you so much and... well having you call me... just Daddy... made me so happy...'

To my surprise, she got it immediately.

'Well' she said, 'I know you're not my Daddy Daddy... but well... you are sort of...my Daddy!'

I stopped for a second, recounting what she'd said. I understood what she meant of course, but couldn't resist one last wind up.

'So I'm not your Daddy Daddy... but your Daddy Daddy... yeah?'

She wasn't buying into it this time though and wasn't going to get caught out again. She gave me a playful slap.

'You know what I mean!' she said as she walloped me one.

I pushed myself backwards as she clouted me, making it look like her slap had done it. She was immediately full of concern and leaned across to check I was okay.

'GOTCHA! I laughed pointing a finger at her, before making a grab for her and digging her bony ribcage gently.

Emily was in gales of giggles as we rolled around mucking about. Finally, I held her up and planted a long, lingering kiss on her bald little pussy, before setting her back down. As I did, the light hit the diamond in her necklace and I realised it suited her perfectly.

'Right then Missy... want to try on your new clothes?'

'Yeah!' she squealed

'You can put on a little fashion show for me'

So for the next half hour or so. I lie on the bed while Emily tried on various knickers, dresses, tops, skirts and shorts, doing little twirls and generally strutting about like a model with her hands on her hips.

Everything looked fantastic on her and fitted like it was made to measure.

'Now for the special stuff!' I told her.

Suddenly, the innocent little fashion show turned into a night in a sex club.

First, Emily tried on the array of little tiny thongs made especially for 7 year old's with the tiniest triangular scarps of see through material over her little pussy and a tiny strip of material disappearing up the crack of her sweet little bum cheeks.

Then came those that looked like regular little girl knickers, except for the slogans and motifs;

"Bald is Beautiful!'" "Pop my Cherry!" Over 8 is far too late!" "Love is... a smooth bald pussy!"

As well as the spook logo's and slogans;

Barbie (only she had her legs spread wide open showing off her bald pussy!)

KFC: "Finger Lickin Good!"

Nike: "Just do it!"

McDonald's: "I'm loving it!"

and there were those with traffic signs across the bum;

"Dark Tunnel Ahead!" "ONE WAY... Entry only!" and slogans; "One up the bum, no harm done!" "Poop Chute!" "Back-door Entry!" "Tight & Wrinkly!"

The t-shirt slogans were just as vulgar.

"Little Slut!"

"Cum Queen!"

"Fuck me!"

"I might have no tits...but I have a tight bald pussy!"

"Suck my baby clit!"

The dresses and skirts stopped at mid thigh, barely covering her sexy little bum. When she tried on the suspenders, stockings and stiletto's, I nearly cum there and then.

She looked sensational and so sexy!

In the last box were some party dresses and normal cocktail style dresses for special occasions and going out in. It also contained some make up, various pairs of earrings and other jewellery.

Once she'd tried everything on, she came over and hugged me.

'Thank you' she said again, 'I've never had so many clothes!'

'You're welcome' I replied. 'What are you going to wear?'

She thought for a moment before deciding on one of the very short skirts in pink and a t-shirt with Fuck me! Emblazoned across the front

She decided to put her hair up in pigtails and by the time she had finished, little Emily looked every inch the little slut she desperately yearned to be. She looked like a paedo's wet dream, and every time she moved I could see the the bottom of her round bum cheeks, the skirt was that short.

I pulled on a sweat shirt and joggers.

One thing I did notice was that Emily pulled the gold chain and pendant out of her t-shirt so that it was on prominent display.

Without her realising it or saying a single word, that simple action spoke volumes to me.

There was a tap at the door and Tony walked in holding Gemma's hand.

'Wow!' he said, 'who's this sexy little slut... and what have you done with that sweet little girl called Emily?'

Em giggled and ran over to him, giving him a hug and a kiss as he fondled her bum.

'No knickers either? Uncle Peter is soooo lucky to have you!' he winked at me.

Emily moved over to Gemma and was proudly showing off her gold chain and pendant.

'And I got a mobile... one of those really cool ones... and clothes... and...'

'Spoiling her?' Tony said to me laughing.

'That okay?' I asked, 'wondering if I'd spent too much on the card he'd given me.

'Course!' Tony replied. ' I do the same to Gemstone... she's got more clothes then she'll ever wear!' he laughed. 'Good night?' he asked.

'The best!' I replied with a smile and a wink.

'Have you...'

I knew what he was about to ask.

'No... not yet. Actually, I wanted a word with you... sort of related to that... sort of! I laughed.

'Sounds very mysterious' he said raising his eyebrows, 'but it'll have to wait for now. Can you keep Gemma amused this morning? He asked with a knowing smile.

'Does a bear shit in the woods?' I laughed, getting his meaning immediately.

He turned to the girls.

'How about you two gorgeous, sexy little sluts fetch us some coffee? Milk and sugar? He asked me.

'Please' I replied.

Excitedly, the two girls dashed downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee. Once they were out of earshot, Tony spoke to me.

'I'm going to see their mother... she's not going to like what I have to say. It isn't going to be pleasant so I don't want the girls there...'

'No problem' I told him.

'Oh what did you want to talk about?' he asked.

I heard the girls returning up the stairs with the coffee's and I didn't want them to overhear, particularly Emily.

'It'll keep!' I winked as they entered, each carrying a mug very carefully.

'The two most sexiest waitresses I've ever seen!' Tony laughed.

'Deffo!' I agreed as we relieved them of the mugs.

'When I get back, I'll run you through some more of the business. Don't do to overload you too early' he said before he turned to Gemma.

'I have some business to attend to Gemstone' he said, 'so you'll have to stay here with Uncle Peter okay?

Gemma nodded with a smile.

'I'm sure you'll have fun... just don't wear him out!' he laughed before her turned to me and said 'and don't wear her out either... not that there's much chance of that!'

I laughed.

We drank our coffee's and smoked a cigarette before Tony left on his mission.

Whatever that was.

Emily was showing her new phone to Gemma. Although they were comparing the features between them, I'm sure they didn't know what half of them were. It was nice to watch two sisters who were so close and had such a special bond. They whispered and giggled, and like any siblings they argued on the odd occasion. Having said that, it never lasted very long and they were few and far between. They were never nasty or vicious to one another either.

I think the main reason they did ever fall out was despite their three year age gap, they were just so alike in many ways. The same temperament, that same sexiness which seemed to ooze out of every pore, and that same alluring mixture of innocence, prettiness and attractiveness.

Exactly what that was I had no idea, but it was captivating and made you just want to throw your arms around them and protect them from every evil and nasty thing in this big wide world.

I'd never met their mother of course, but from what Tony had told me, she was pretty hopeless who really didn't give a rat's arse about either of these two, beautiful girls stood here with me.

She only cared where her next drink was coming from.

He told me that when Gemma and Emily were younger, he'd arrived to find them dirty, smelly, covered in urine and faeces and crying with hunger.

The though of either of these girls in that condition broke my heart, Tony said it had broken his too, and he had immediately removed them and brought them to live with him. It was two days before she even noticed they were gone!

He'd constantly tried to help his sister but it seemed she simply didn't want to be helped and now Tony was at the end of his rope with her.

He didn't elaborate, but Tony had told me quietly before he left that today he was 'going to sort her out once and for all'.

I looked over at the two sexy little girls, chatting and giggling, still wondering how anyone could have treated the pair like that. They began whispering to one another like they were plotting something. Suddenly, they both charged at me on the bed.

'What the...' I started to say as they both jumped on my chest and tried to pin me down.

If I'm honest, I wasn't trying too hard to fight them off!

Gemma scooted up to my head, lifting her dress up. As always, she had no knickers on and I could smell her sweet, delicious juices as she pushed her mound onto my mouth

'Lick me Uncle Pete...' she pleaded.

I held her by the hips and pulled her down onto my mouth, plunging my tongue straight up into her hole.

Not to be outdone, Emily slid down the bed and slipped her hot little lips over my cock head and began to suck it in earnest. I immediately started thrusting my throbbing cock into it, urging more and more into her tiny sucking mouth. I sucked and licked at her older sister's beautiful smooth mound as she moved her pelvis around, gyrating ans grinding her hips down onto my mouth.

Gemma tasted as sweet as her little sister, with that heady mix of natural little girl sex juice, urine and scented soap.

With my mouth full of 9 year old pussy and my cock inside the 7 year old's mouth, it wasn't long before I was groaning and shooting my hot seed down the back of Em's little gulping throat. Her sister began to wail like a banshee in the throes of her own orgasm, as my tongue circled her hard little nubbin.

Afterwards I lie there with a sister on either side of me, cuddling them and caressing those lovely little bums and running my fingers along their sexy bum cracks.

Gemma suddenly looked up at me.

'Uncle Pete?' she asked, 'I overheard... do you know why Uncle Tony's gone to see Mummy?'

'I don't honey' I answered honestly.

'Is he going to make us go home?'

Again I couldn't answer because I didn't know myself.

'I really don't know sweetheart... but I don't think he'd ever do that. I do know that he loves you, both of you, very very much' I said. 'So do I!

Gemma was clearly worried. You could tell it in the tone of her voice, her actions and her mannerisms. Maybe Emily was too, but she remained silent.

I wanted to do something to cheer them both up, keep them occupied and take their mind off whatever was going on.

'How about we go McDonald's for breakfast?' I suggested

'YEAH!' they both squealed with delight.

I had to explain to Emily that she couldn't go dressed as she was and that she needed to go and change. She'd hardly be welcomed with open arms in a skirt that showed her bum and pussy with every step she took, and a t-shirt inviting everyone to 'Fuck Me!' as much as many men, myself included, would dearly love to.

She disappeared off and when she returned looked much more respectable. It wasn't long before we found ourselves in the local branch on the retail park with a tray of coffee, orange juice, an assortment of McMuffins and hash browns. It was around 10am and it looked like the world and his dog had the same idea.

The place was packed with businessmen and parents with their kids. We decided to sit outside as it was a nice sunny morning, so we took a bench near the play area. The girls ate ravenously, Gemma in her powder blue summer dress and Emily, her hair now up in an innocent looking ponytail, a lemon one and they both looked pretty as a picture and the picture of innocence.

There were kids of all ages and both sexes running around, on the swing and whizzing down the slide. Gemma and Emily watched them as they ate, quietly making little comments to one another which I couldn't quite hear and then giggling.

I took a sip of hot coffee and wished I hadn't as I nearly choked on it when Gemma said quietly but loud enough for me to hear as a man passed us, 'I bet he's got a nice cock!'

'Gemma!!' I said in shock.

'What?' she said innocently.

Emily giggled again.

'He can't hear us!' Gemma insisted as she nodded to the man entering the main restaurant.

Then, cupping her hand to her mouth said to Emily and me, 'he's into kids... I bet he sits there!'

Gemma pointed to an empty table that faced directly onto the slide and the play area in general.

Sure enough, he came out carrying his tray and headed straight for the table that Gem had indicated. As he passed us, Gemma gave him a smile which I knew in an instant was a forced one.

The man winked at her in return as Emily giggled again.

I bit into my bacon and egg McMuffin as Gemma whispered something to Emily who nodded enthusiastically and then burst into another fit of the giggles.

'Can we go play?' they asked.

'Course you can' I replied, 'have fun!'

The pair of them scampered off to the slide.

My eyes followed them as a cute little brunette of about 8 came down it, showing off a nice tight pair of pink knickers.

Without making it obvious. I glanced at the table where the man was sitting and by the look on his face, he appeared to approve of the little girl's underwear too.

Emily came down the slide, making a point of keeping her legs tightly closed and waving at me frantically as she slid down it.

I waved back.

Gemma followed her in exactly the same manner, and I waved again. Little pink knicks came down again after her, giving another delightful flash to anyone who care to look. I certainly did, and so did my neighbour.

Emily and Gemma were back at the top awaiting their turn to come down and I noticed they were whispering to one another conspiratorially again. This time, Gemma came down first with her legs not so tightly closed. I glanced at my neighbour who was discreetly craning his neck to see up her dress, but Gem wasn't giving anything away. Again, Emily came down exactly the same way.

Then came little pink knickers again, and now another little girl of around 6 had joined the mix. She was a slightly overweight little thing, but cute. Her little white knickers with pink roses printed on them was a nice view though stretched between her chubby white thighs.

Then Emily came down again.

However, this time she had her legs deliberately apart and it was clear that Emily didn't have any knickers on!

I glanced in the direction of the man's table and his eyes were almost out on stalks.

As Em whizzed down, the cheeky little mare had the audacity to wave at me again. Then Gemma followed her doing exactly the same. Legs apart and with no knickers on.

The man at the next table had a coffee in his hand.

Well, he did have.

That was until Gemma came down the slide and he saw Gemma's little pink hole winking at him.

His eyes bulged and he actually dropped the Styrofoam cup. When Gemma saw this, she could hardly contain herself. The two of them scampered over to our table in hysterics and Emily made a big show of jumping up onto my lap and smothering me with hugs and kisses.

The man was frantically trying to mop up his spilt coffee with those tiny paper napkins and fighting a losing battle against the brown tidal wave.

Emily simply couldn't stop giggling and Gemma was grinning like the proverbial Cheshire cat.

'What are you two like!' I said, finding it hard to be angry with them.

In fact, I actually thought it was hilarious and I couldn't help but laugh at how they'd not only sussed him straight out, but stitched him up in the process.

'You two are going to to get me into so much trouble!' I said.

Gemma leant over to me and said quietly, 'Weren't half bloody funny though weren't it?'

I started to laugh again. I had to admit.

It was.

The man got up and headed into the toilets.

'Look!' Gemma said so he couldn't hear, 'he's got a hard on!'

I'd never met a more sexually astute 9 year old than Gemma. It was true. If you looked closely enough, you could tell that he had.

'I bet I know what he's gonna do while he's in there!' Gemma giggled.

'And thinking about us!' Emily added.

'Well...' I said with a laugh, 'I would!'

The girls giggled like mad when I admitted that I would have a wank while thinking about them.

'Shall we go before he comes back out... that will really piss him off!' Gemma suggested.

She really did have a wicked sense of humour and I found the idea hilarious.

I was slowly driving out of the car park when we saw him come back out to his table,. Immediately he looked for Emily and Gemma. The disappointed and frustrated expression on his face said it all.

'Poor sod...' I said quietly as I pulled out onto the main road.

'Oh by the way madam...' I said looking at Emily sitting next to me 'and this includes you

too madam...' I said eyeing up Gemma in the rear view mirror.

I reached over and lifted Emily's dress up to her tummy, exposing her lovely little thighs and her sweet, hairless pussy.

'Yes?' Em said, as she looked at me innocently like she couldn't see a problem.

'Where's your knickers?' I asked.

'In my knicker drawer!' she replied cheekily.

'Why aren't you wearing any?'

'Didn't wanna!' Gemma replied from the back seat.

I didn't say anything for a minute. I wanted them to wonder what I was going to say next, what my reaction would be for being out knickerless in public and deliberately flashing their bits, so I let the tension build.

Both girls fidgeted nervously in their seats.

'Oh... okay then!' was all I said.

When they realised they'd been had, they both burst into a fit of the giggles.

'That poor man...' I said in between gales of laughter, 'poor sod nearly had a heart attack!'

When I pulled round the back of the house I saw Tony's Merc, signifying he was back. Next to it was a black Lexus which I didn't recognise.

'Do you know who's car that is?' I asked Gemma.

She looked, as did Emily.

'Yeah!' both girls squealed with delight. 'Uncle Andy's here!'

It was clear they both adored the big man, and the moment I pulled up they were out of the car and went charging in.

'Uncle Tony! They ran into his arms and he kissed the tops of their heads as I entered in behind them.

Then they ran to the big, bald security man.

'Uncle Andy!'

he hugged and kissed them too.

'Hiya sexy girls... are you good?'

They both nodded.

'We made a man spill his coffee...' Emily said with a giggle.

'And he had a big hard on when he went to the toilets...' Gemma added.

I relayed the story of what the girls had done and what had happened, and the two men couldn't stop laughing. I then heard noises coming from the playroom.

'Guess who I brought with me?' Andy said to the girls.

'YEAH!!!' the girls shrieked as they went charging off to join them.

Andy amazed me. He was simply the biggest, scariest looking man I'd ever seen in my life. Easily six foot five, twenty stone if not more with a shaved head, tattoo's and muscles on his muscles!

If I met him down a dark alley, I would have shit myself instantly, so he was perfect for the job Tony paid him to do.

Yet, he showed so much genuine love, concern and tenderness to both Gemma and Emily it never failed to amaze me. He's also shown me the utmost respect from the moment he'd met me. For those things, he'd instantly gained both my admiration and respect in return.

I noticed there where beers on the table, and Tony passed me one even though it was far too early in the day to be drinking.

'Have this... we're celebrating!'

'We are?' I said as I sat down.

'I'm glad you're sitting' he said.

'Yup' Andy added, 'I think you need to be!'

To be honest, I had a feeling of apprehension and unease about what was to follow as I hadn't a clue.

Tony opened his briefcase on the table and pulled out a sheaf of legal looking papers.

'First off... these are for you'

He passed them over.

'And... this is my copy after you sign there.... there... and there...' he flicked through, 'oh and there as well!'

'Can I ask what it is?' I said nervously.

Tony laughed.

'Oh sorry mate... just a contract of employment... legal shit... confirming everything you already know... although legally...' both he and Andy laughed at the use of the word, 'you're employed by CP Over... what the fucks the legit company called Andy?'

'CP Overseas Property Development Limited!' he said.

'them!' Tony laughed again. 'Keeps it all above board'

I nodded my understanding.

'You can take that away and read it first... up to you... but one copies yours anyway'

'Nah...bollocks to all that!' I laughed, 'if I can't trust you now...'

I picked up the pen and signed where Tony had shown me, before handing them back to him and he shoved them back into his case.

'Right' he said, 'that was the trailer... and now we come to the main feature as it were!'

Andy chuckled as Tony pulled more papers out.

'As you know... I went to see fanny fart this morning... but I went via my legal man's place first to pick these up...'

I nodded, still none the wiser.

'And well... to cut a long story short, the upshot of it all is... I'm now Gemma's legal guardian... and Emily's... well actually... that's not strictly true... well..'

I was now totally confused. Was he or wasn't he? It must have shown on my face.

'Technically, I am but... well she signed all the papers but she was so pissed, she never noticed that the actual guardians weren't named. Mind you, she wouldn't have noticed even if she was sober... the thick bitch. She'd have signed it even if it had said Mickey fucking Mouse!' he laughed.

'Right' I said, not sure that I was following it all.

'Don't you see what this means?

'Err... no... not really' I said honestly.

'I know what it says... and you've bloody well confused ME!' Andy said in support laughing.

'Okay' Tony said, 'bottom line. I could put my name on both of these legally binding documents... making me the legal guardian of both Gemma and Emily...'

'Got ya' I said.

'But...' he continued, 'I only intend to put my name on Gemma's... I thought your name might look better on Emily's?'

I didn't say anything for a moment while I digested what he'd said and let things fall into place.

'Fucking hell!' I said as realisation dawned. 'Are you saying what I think you're saying?'

'What do you think I'm saying?' he laughed

'That I'M Emily's legal guardian now?'

'Well once I put your name on it... that's if you want the job?'

I was absolutely elated. I could have jumped up and kissed Tony... and then kissed Andy!

'I.. I... don't know what to say?' I said, getting quite emotional.

'Yes might help?' Andy laughed, 'or... who's the Daddy?'

'Yeah... I mean yes... yes... YESSS!'

'I think he wants to!' Tony said, looking up at the big man.

'I think you could say that boss!' he laughed.

'How... I mean... how the fuck did you pull that off?' I asked.

Andy did a great Marlon Brando impersonation.

'He made her an offer she couldn't refuse...' he said.

'Have you said anything to the girls... I mean... do they have any idea?'

'Nope... not a clue. Well I know Gemma overheard me on the phone... so she knew I was going to see her today, but nothing more'

'When are we going to tell them... I mean... can I tell Emily?' I asked like an excited little boy on Christmas morning.

'Well, whenever you want really...'Tony said, 'but I have a bit of an idea. Let's run it past you and see what you think?'

Tony told me his plan and it was absolutely brilliant.

I agreed straight away.

End Of Part Two