She's no more than seven-years-old. She sits in the bottom of Wal-Mart shopping cart, bony knees up and splayed wide apart. She's wearing a yellow sundress, the hem rucked up to her tummy. Her nylon panties are powder-blue and the soft cotton crotch barely masks her pudgy little-girl pussy. A small portion of soft-cotton has tucked lewdly into her gooy little love-slit. I would love to tug it free.

She's Hispanic. A beauty to behold. She has long, raven-black hair that flows down her back to her waist. She has dark intriguing eyes. Spellbound, little windows to her soul.

But I have no interest in her soul as my eyes slide back between her wide-angled little limbs. I want to eat that fat, little girl pussy. Suck it inside out. Leave her with a life-time memory of the first man to make her cum. Or would I be? Who knows.

A man suddenly appears behind the cart. A smile plays on his lips. He's Hispanic, like the child. Daddy? Probably. He reaches over the child closes her little legs. He knows. A mental-molestation of his little daughter.

In the parking lot, I place the few items inside my SUV. I hear someone behind me. I turn. It's him and the child. He still wears that knowing grin. I brace myself for a scene, but he surprises me when he leans close and whispers. His broken English is poor, but I understand enough to know he's offering me the child. Two hundred dollars I can suck and fuck.

The three of us in my SUV. He rides beside me, the child is in the backseat. He tells me her name is Inna, and she's a 6-year-old first grader. She's the oldest daughter. There are two more. I wonder about their ages but I don't ask. It doesn't matter to me. Little girl pussy is just that. Little girl pussy. From the cradle to age eleven. I will tongue-fuck them and fill their tight little baby-holes with my seed. I'm not choosy.

Where do we take her? He's married with a wife and little ones. She would slit his throat if she found out he was pimping little Inna's pussy. I won't take her to my mobilehome. I have a good name in the park and would like to keep it so.

But I know a place. A secluded wooded lane well out of the city. I have taken many little girls there and even a few boys. The last one was a little girl, a cute 3-year-old blonde toddler. She lives with her mom in the same mobilehome park. Mom's a waitress. Works nights and leaves the kid, God knows where. Young single moms are easy targets and this one was no different. Although, I didn't babysit the kid, I would see her during the day wandering the park. Mommy is sleeping. One morning I see mommy outside with the kid. I ask if I might entertain the kid for the day while she slept. Just to keep her safe. Mom's delighted and readily agrees. I remind her that her child is very pretty and would be easy pickings for a pedophile who might just be prowling the park. She seems glad that someone has taken an interest in little Amber. I drive her straight to the lane spread a blanket and with little Amber standing before me I press two fingers to the crotch of her red payshorts. She doesn't seem to mind my fingers playing with her through her pants.

So I move onward. Quickly, remove her white tee, red shorts, and cartoon-character, cotton panties. Her pussy is the size of a small child's knotted fist. Fat and randy and ready to be sucked. I lay her down on the blanket spread her short chubby legs wide. I lay between them and pinch open her baby pussy. The little cleft is shell-pink and moist. She has a tiny clitoris just waiting for a good teasing. The tip of my tongue presses to it and gives it an unmerciful pestering. As all little toddlers do, she finds these new sensations very, very nice. She squirms beneath my tongue arching her baby-pussy toward it. I don't disappoint her as I bounce her swelling little love-button even faster. She rocks her little pussy against my mouth and experiences her first come. I look into her blue eyes and smile. aaaai ask if she liked that and she nods. They always do. She is breathless and her eyes are big. I take out my nine-inch cock and show her. I wrap her tiny hands around it and show her how to jerk it up and down. She squeezes and jerks clumsilly, those big curious eyes fastened to my tool. I stop her when I'm about to blow my wad. I lay her down again and fold her legs up pressing her knees against her chest.

On my knees with my ass resting on my calves, I move up until the head of my prick his lodged between her puffy pussylips. I close my hand around the shaft and slowly begin to wallow it around in her gooy baby notch. I really want to fuck her, but you don't fuck a 3-year-old virgin without plenty of K-Y gel. I had forgotten it. So I gave her a little baby-fuck, wallowing my cockhead around on her sensitive little clitoris until we both came. I drowned her bald baby pussy with thick gobs of hot semen. I caught some on my fingertip and pressed it on her lips. She licked it and seemed to enjoy the taste. I cleaned her up then spent two more hours eating her pussy and giving her baby-fucks. She loved every minute of it!

We continue to drive. I ask him if he plays games with Inna. No he tells me. Not sex games. He doesn't do that with little girls. I'm disappointed. I would love to watch him tongue-fuck Inna's hairless little pussy. He tells me he's unemployed. Lost his job as a roofer. He and his family are illegal immigrants. They're from a small place in Mexico. Just a farming community. Very little work. I ask if I would be Inna's first. He shakes his head no. I ask how many and he tells me two. I ask for details but he's reluctant. I insist. He sighs tells me the first was a black man who put his penis in her mouth. The second a very old man they met in a park who only wanted her to pull down her underpants and hold up her dress so he could stare at her sex while he played with himself. Again, I don't have any lubricate. I tell him so. I explain I won't fuck his 6-year-old child without something to help me get my prick up into her tiny hole. My language embarrasses him and red-faced he nods. He agrees to one hundred dollars.

I'm in the backseat with Inna. Except for a mockingbird somewhere in the distance, and the wind whispering through the thick stand of pines the lane is eerily quiet. Inna's dad stands about fifty feet away with one hand in his pocket the other holding to a lit cigarette. He's nervous. Maybe he's afraid Inna's ging to tell her mom. But I don't thick so. She sits in the corner of the seat with her legs folded beneath her. For the first time I notice her Dora sneakers. She watches me closely, I'm sure, wondering what I'm going to do. I remember she has limited experience. A black dong pushing in and out of her little mouth and an old, sad, man jacking his wilted cock as he oogles her little bald taco.

I make small talk with her about school and her sisters. She tells me she's in first grade and her teacher's name is Miss Andrews. I touch her knee as she talks and caress it. She watches it, but doesn't seem to mind. She beams when she tells me about her little sisters, Rosie and Mary. I ask their ages and she tells me Rosie is two and Mary is four. Delightful ages. I certainly would like to get into their little panties, and make plans to try. I stroke her thigh higher pushing up her hem until the crotch of her powder-blue panties are exposed. Her eyes continue to watch my wandering hand. I ask if her little sisters ever do what we are doing. She shakes her head no. I press my fingers to the crotch of her panties. Slowly, I trace and retrace her chubby pussy. She stiffens at this new intrusion. The heat from her pussy radiates through the cotton crotch. I ask her to lie down in the seat with her legs toward me. As she obeys I see her staring through the open window at her dad. But he has his back to us. I get her to move down close to me with her legs straddling me. I return my fingers to the crotch of her panties begin kneading her hot little pussy faster. I don't think she wanted it to feel good, but nerve endings in her preteen body beg to differ.

After a few minutes of my stimulations I notice her body begin to respond. It's a natural respond and their's nothing she can do to hide it. I concentrate my finger on where her little clitoris should be. I'm sure I can just feel the tiny nubbin through her panties. I stroke it faster. She lifts her head tries to see down her body, but drops back into the seat. One knee lifts and moves outward. Now I can feel the little nubbin swelling under her panties. She's close to experiencing her first orgasm. I'm close to cumming too. I can feel the precum seeping into my shorts. Damn, she's a hot little thing! Suddenly, both her little hands grasp my wrist. Not to stop me but to just hang on to what is about to happen. Her heels press into the seat as she nears her climax. I work her little clitoris even faster. She begins rocking her pussy against my fingers. Her mouth opens. I see where two baby teeth are missing. I feel wetness.

A small tell-tale stain forms on the crotch of her panties beneath my fingers. Her bottom drops to the seat. Her knees fall open. I slow my fingers to a gentle, tender, stroke. Her breathing is uneven, ragged. I lean down kiss her still hidden pussy through her soaked panties. The sweet aroma of little girl pussy fills the car. My tongue washes up and down her panty-crotch savoring the salty taste that she has just spilled in her little-girl panties. She moves up bracing her upper body on her elbows watching. I pause for a moment looking up at her and wink. She smiles. I ask if she likes what I I'm doing. She nods. I tell her I'm going to make it even better. I stretch the crotch of her little panties to the side and feast my eyes on the prettiest 6-year-old pussy I have ever seen. It's the size of a fat clam and the twin lips are puffy and open. The child clitoris is still erect and stands out ready for further adventures.

Obviously, all of this is from the attention I have given her sweet cunny. I barely touch her erect clitoris with my fingertip and tease it just for a fleeting moment. Her little legs fold up to press against her bird-like chest offering me all of her little girl charms. I stare at her little fuck-hole. It's dilated and open for business. If only I had some lubricate! I slide my finger up and down her pretty slit. Bring it to my nose. Let the fishy aroma of child pussy fill my nostrils. I move the finger into my mouth taste her little girl pussy juice. Inna watches me with wide-eyed wonder. Then, again, I lean down begin washing my tongue up and down her gooy pink gapped little slit.