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Subject: {ASSM} Orig. Story - Brooke Ashley (based on truth, ped., con.)
Date: Mon, 23 Jul 2001 00:10:05 -0400
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Brooke Ashley (based on truth, ped., con.) by Dreams' Ink

I had gone to Virginia to visit an old girlfriend, and, while I was there, I
helped out by baby sitting her daughter while she was at work.  Brooke Ashley
was only three years old.  I had dated her mother in college, and we were still
very close, even though she had already broken my heart once or twice.

On the first morning, after her mother had gone to work, I had just gotten out
of the show and was getting dressed in the bedroom when in walked little Brooke
in her little nightshirt with one thumb in her mouth and a teddy bear in her
arms.  I stood there for a second in just my briefs and said good morning to
her with a smile.  

At first, I thought she was scared because she didn't really know me.  But then
she walked up to me, took her thumb out of her mouth, and placed her curious
little hand right on my cock, feeling it innocently through the cotton fabric. 
It caught be by surprise, and I just stood there for a while at let her explore
my crotch gently.  Then she looked up at me, and there was a deep questioning
look in her eyes.

As if to answer her unspoken query, I placed my thumbs in the waistband of my
briefs and lowered them slowly.  My semi-erect penis jumped a little, pointing
straight out level with little Brooke's face.  She stared at it for a second,
then looked up at me again as she touched the growing flesh of my cock
directly.

By the time I was fully erect, the little girl had dropped her teddy bear and
had both of her tiny hands wrapped around my throbbing love muscle.  The
feeling was incredible, and my knees were beginning to shake.  Just then the
telephone rang.  


Copyright (c) 2001 by Dreams' Ink

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