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Before we even got to the camper, she asked me if she could go swinging again; she was so happy!

�Sure you can.� I�ll just sit here and watch you, Sally.� Go have some fun.�

�Won�t you please come and push me.� I could go so much higher if you would.� I like to go high.�� Her smile was infectious.� How could I possibly deny her anything? Keenly aware that I was only dressed in my underwear, I looked about the campsite and park to see if there was anyone else there.

�Sure, I will, Sally.� I would love to help you go high as the sky.� My thoughts went to her swinging time before.� Her skirt flying up to her waist, the panties, the hair flowing in the breeze.� Last time I had to use binoculars.� This time I would be up close and personal.� My hard-on had to be noticeable at this time, but at least it wasn't sticking through the fly.

We got over to the swing and she sat down.� I watched as she sat, and her skirt fell down behind the swing instead of under her bottom as she sat.� That made this session even more interesting than I thought it would be.

�Push me high!� Sally screamed with delight.

I looked around the campground one more time, just to make sure no one was there.� No one else was around.� I gently put my hands around her slender waist.� She felt so tiny and vulnerable.�� She couldn�t have been more than 70 pounds.� So slim and gorgeous.� My hands pulled her back, up high, and I could see under her skirt.� The heart shaped panties were in full view, her bottom just hanging over the back of the seat.� 'Perfect,' I thought as my cock stirred.

I let her go and she squealed with delight.� The skirt fell down around the seat, and then, as she headed back toward me, I got ready.� My hands came up to push her again, and I pushed her through her skirt a couple times, getting her up high.� Each time she came back, the back of her skirt flared up and I could see that pretty little ass in all its glory, tightly bound in those heart shaped panties.� 'Better than I expected,' I thought.

Then I took a daring chance.� As she came back the next time,� I made my hands go up under the skirt, pushing right against those soft cotton panties, feeling the smooth contour of her luscious bottom.� I just gave her a push, and I don�t think she even noticed that my hands made closer contact.� She just laughed crying out,� �This is so much fun.� Don�t stop!�� I wasn�t about to at this point.� Again and again, as she came back, I would put my hands on that perfect bottom, getting bolder each time by squeezing a little, feeling that shape, that softness.� It was amazing!

�Can you give me an underdog?� she asked.

I thought to myself, 'I�ll give you anything you want, honey.'� �What�s an underdog?�

�It�s where you push me and run under me, so I will go even higher, silly,� she giggled

�Oh! Yes. Sure I will.�� I cherished the thought.� The next time she came back, I took hold of that pantry covered bottom with a nice firm grip.� So soft and smooth under the cotton fabric.� I quickly proceeded forward, keeping my hands on that delectable ass, pushing her until she was above me.� Looking up and seeing those panties in full view, her butt cheeks straining against the fabric.

�Weeeee!!!� Sally screamed.� �This is great!�

I stayed in front of her and turned around before she headed back my way.� Her skirt, as it had been doing all along, flared up around her waist again, and I could see that panty covered crotch coming right at me.� I could see the outline of her little girl pussy very visible against the cotton hearts.� As she got closer, I raised my hands and put them on her thighs ever so gently, pushing her back the opposite direction.

�That was great,� she said.� �Do it again, only higher!�

I wasn�t going to object.� Did she mean she wanted to swing higher, or put my hands higher on her thighs?� 'It must have been to swing higher,' I thought.� 'Must be.'� So I again put my hands on her thighs and gave her a push.

�Higher!� she screamed.� �Higher!�

I couldn�t take my eyes off her crotch.� She opened her legs wider just to get a better swing, but it gave me a view I could not pass up.� The outline of her little mound and her cunt lips was even more evident.� I took that chance and put my hands a little farther up her thighs this time.� I was inches from her panties as I pushed her back.� Her little pink skirt would fall down around my hands as she started backwards, her panties going out of sight.� Then she would get to the highest point at the other side and, as she started back, the skirt would again flare up around her waist.� The view was stunning.�

I couldn�t believe this was happening.�� Just a few hours ago, I watched her with a passion through my binoculars.� Now, I was right next to her.� Her blonde hair flowed in the wind, just as I had admired it doing earlier.� Her face had the biggest grin on it as she shouted with glee at each push.� Her long slim legs were as sexy as I had imagined from a distance.� Her skirt, her top, her panties were all so much better at close range.� I was in heaven.

�Higher.� Higher,� she pleaded.� �Underdog, Underdog�

I decided to really go for broke.� The last underdog, I was able to grab her perfect round little ass and hold on for a while.� This time I was in front of her.� I had to grab her and push from the front.� Her legs were wide open as she came forward, and I tried to talk myself out of just grabbing that sweet little pussy and digging in as I pushed.� That would be a little too much.� So I put my hands on her thighs, way up high, so my thumbs were actually just touching her panties.� Those heavenly, heart covered white panties.�

My thumbs pressed against her mound as my hands grabbed her thighs and I proceeded to run under her, my hands not letting go.� I rubbed my thumbs ever so easily across the outside of her panties, feeling the contour of her mound beneath them.� She screamed, �Weeee!!!�� I wasn�t sure if the scream was from the push, or if she was actually getting turned on by my fingers on her most private parts.� When we got all the way to the top at the other side, I gave one last push... with my thumbs.� I buried them in her clit, pushing up and pushing the fabric of her panties up inside that tender little slit.

�Weeeee!!!� Weeeee!!!�� she screamed with delight as she headed back down.� �That was great!� I am going so high now!� This is so much fun, mister!� You�re great at pushing.�

�I told you, call me Tom, Sally�

�Okay, Tom,� she said as she continued to swing.� It was now getting dark, and my arms were getting tired from all the pushing.� Plus my dick was starting to hurt from being hard for so long.� I was in awe of what was happening here.� I had never done anything like this.� Young girls were always a turn on for me, but I never, ever touched one like this.� I was in heaven.

�It�s getting dark, Sally.� We better go inside now�

�Awwwww!� Do we have to?�� she queried.

�Yes, we do.� You said you would mind me, remember?�

�Okay, Tom� she sighed, a little saddened that the swinging was over.� She again jumped off the swing, her skirt coming up, giving me that slight glance again at her panties.� So pretty, so tight around her little ass cheeks.� Then, to my surprise, right after she landed she said, �Hey, wanna see me do a cartwheel?�

�You� can do a cartwheel?� I asked teasingly.� �I bet you can�t!�

�Yes, I can!� Just watch,� she giggled.

'Of course I'll watch,' I thought.� 'I wouldn�t miss this for the world.'

She stepped up and started running, then her hands went up over her head.� As they did, her tank top also rode up exposing her little belly once again.� As she started going down on her hands, that skirt just fell to her sides and her panties were in their glory.� White cotton panties with little red hearts, stretched against her ass cheeks so tightly, so beautiful.� I wished she would just stay there, but she came down quickly and the view as gone.

�That was amazing,� I said.� �Do it again.�

�Okay,� she said confidently.� She stepped back once again, and this time she was facing me.� My eyes went to her tank top.� As she started to rise up on her hands, the tank top fell down almost to her shoulders, exposing her little nubs to my widening eyes.� They were so beautiful, just little nubs against her flat chest and belly.� So young, so ready to be kissed.�� And as quickly as I saw them, they were gone again.

�You're one great little gymnast, young lady,� I said with a smile.

�I want to be a cheerleader when I get older,� she smiled.

�Well, you keep doing that, and you�ll be a good one.�

�Thank you, Tom,� she said sweetly.� �Thank you so much.�

As we walked back to the camper from the playground, she took my hand.� It was so small, so tender.� She was so innocent.� Nothing I had done seemed to faze her in the least, like nothing I did was wrong in any way.� She just walked along and every once in a while looked up at me and smiled.� She looked happy and relieved.� �You are so nice�.

I was glad she could not read my mind.� �You are a very nice little girl too.�