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 Exchange of Love; Part 3

   Tags: M/F/g, extreme-ped, first-time, piss, breast-feeding, M/g,
voyeur-caught, historic
It had been a few days since Emiko had been front-and-center to watch
Kath and I make wet and sloppy love, showering her with our juices, and
truly making her feel as loved as any adopted child could, especially with

the life of near-poverty she'd been living before.

   Waking up on a bright and sunny morning, I awoke to see Emiko sleeping
next to me, as naked as the day God created this little Angel sent to us,
and I gently rubbed her back, getting her to shift and whimper a little as
she was probably enjoying whatever dream she dreamt of as she rested in the
warm bed, next to her chichi.

   I still had a thought in the back of my mind, and I knew she was
probably going to be far too young to allow me access to the passage to her
inner-most sanctum, but I also knew our bond was strong, and that she knew
there was no safer place than with her Mother and Father.



   Slowly rubbing her smooth, pale back, I moved my hand down towards her
tiny little ass cheeks, and felt just how perfect her skin felt.  She
suddenly opened her eyes, and smiled at me.  "...chichi...good morning..."
she said, in rather good English, as she added a tiny giggle feeling me rub
between her ass cheeks, feeling the bare little asshole that I felt like
poking a finger in.

   "Good Morning Emiko..." I smiled at her, lifting her closer to me and
kissing her on her head.  She smiled at me and kissed me back, right on the
lips, and I could taste just the tip of her tongue in my mouth.  Then she
looked down at the nakedness we shared--having gone that extra length, both
Kath and I, to make Emiko feel at home as she needed to by abandoning
sleepwear.

   She saw my morning erection and crawled down to the willing member that
she had definitely gotten more than her fair shares worth, and began to rub
my shaft--which led to a few drops of "Morning Dew" to dribble onto her
hand.  She smiled, and then took that extra step and sank the first bit of
her tongue on it before taking about 1/2 my head in her mouth.  "Ohhhaa..."
I shuddered, loving the soft and moist feel of her tongue, and her lips
closing around my head, waiting for the day she could properly suck my
cock, hoping she could deep-throat me like her adopted Mother.

   I could tell she was still learning how to properly lick it as she
suddenly popped her mouth off my cock, looked over at the door connecting
the large, Master Bathroom, and see Kath walking into the grand Master
Bedroom, naked, and with her hair still wet from a morning bath.  "Haha!!"
Emiko cheered as she saw her Mother, hopped down and ran over to Kath.

   "Morning...koibito(sweetheart)..." Kath said as she swept Emiko into her
arms, and kissed her in an incredibly arousing way, then added to the
seemingly never-ending cock-teasing the pair usually committed by lifting
Emiko's little baby slit to her face, and tongued it gently, getting Emiko
to giggle, and I could tell Kath was probably getting even WETTER, despite
just getting out of her bath.

   I stood up, walked over, and joined my lovely ladies, taking Emiko into
my own arms as I kissed Kath, tasting bits of Emiko's little baby pussy,
and loving my beautiful wife as much NOW as I had in the 20-something years
we'd been in love.  "You know you two drive me mad when you do that..." I
chuckled, as I looked at Emiko who was softly rubbing her little hairless
mound.

   "I think she needs to pee..." Kath explained, "...Emiko, do you need to
tinkle?" she asked Emiko, who knew the words, and nodded.  MY cock got
immediately harder.

   Walking into the bathroom, seeing the empty tub, I let Kath take her
into the tub, and just watched as Emiko didn't even pause as she let her
bladder relieve itself, her golden flow of piss trickling out of her tiny
piss hole, and dribble all over Kath's naked and perfect tits, giving Kath
an added incentive as she began to masturbate with our daughter's piss. 
"Ohh...god..it feels incredible..." she moaned, feeling the wetness of piss
soaking into her already soaking wet cunt, and she quickly neared another
wild orgasm.

   I began to stroke my cock, watching Emiko pissing, and I made Kath stand
up, still holding the piss-fountain daughter of ours, "Fuck...I need your
ass..." I told her, ready to point-and-aim at her tight asshole, but
instead suddenly had another idea, which I think Kath was sharing.

   "Fuck her...she's so damn sexy...." Kath instructed, definitely feeling
the same thing I felt as she handed Emiko to me, dropped below the still
trickling little slit, and began to lick the remaining piss straight out,
tasting it, and licking her lips as she dove in for more, gently eating
Emiko's baby pussy, and getting her additionally wet for my first try at
penetrating the small toddler.

   My cock remained throbbing as I walked back into our room, and lay
Emiko, who was still all smiles, with a hint of pre-pre-loli sexuality in
her whole aura, and had to taste her one more time.  Sticking my tongue
inside her little slit, which wasn't deep at all, I tasted more of her
rather tangy piss, not minding it at all from some of the many times I'd
been there to clean Kath after some of our wilder(and typically
intoxicated) fuck sessions.

   Still giggling, Emiko looked over at Kath, who sat next to her on the
bed, lowered her breasts, and offered her Motherly milk to our
daughter--who latched on and softly suckled as I began to point and rub the
tip of my cock to the little 4 1/2 year old slit that was the last barrier
between myself and the very entrance to Heaven.

   I leaned in, and felt the instant tightness that I knew would be more
than a tough fight, but Emiko seemed to be completely in another world,
drinking Kath's milk, which gave me a good sign to continue.  My cock
finally made more headway(HA!), and slowly I sank myself into her, closing
in on the impactful barrier that would give me all I could ever dream
for--her cherry.  Keeping my slow movements, I pushed and pulled out, then
pushed back in, suddenly hitting her cherry, with her tight little pussy
walls barely giving me any room, and knew I wasn't going to stop this
shallow.

   Kath, watching all the while, looked into my eyes, leaned over and
kissed my cheek.  "Do it darling...take our little Graced Beauty...she'll
be forever our Daughter...and forever our little love child..." she said,
encouraging me with a beautiful smile, that made me completely forget the
taboo, perversion, or any other negative thought that most societies in
more "Civilized" countries would probably have us arrested on the spot, and
Hung.

   But I knew there was nothing "perverted" or negative in this new, deeper
and more meaningful/loving relationship I had with both my Wife, and
Daughter.



   I felt the breaking point, and pushed through, getting Emiko to remain
mostly silent, but for a few tears of pain, and her deep eyes looking at me
with a look of confusion and amazement.  "Chichi....douzo kisu shite(please
kiss me)..." she said, needing a tender embrace as I felt her little tight
pussy locked around my cock.  I quickly, but gently, lifted her up towards
me, wearing her little body around mine, and kissed her tenderly on the
lips, feeling a few drops of blood on my cock.  She still softly wept, so I
was prepared to give her all the time she needed before I continued to
defile her little innocence.

   Kath, now feeling the emotions from our Daughter, was softly weeping as
well, all tears of joy and happy-sadness.  "Make love to her...make her the
Graced Beauty that God sent us..."

   So I did.

   Lowering Emiko back down, knowing she was recovered now, I pulled my
cock out a bit, then pushed more, feeling her tiny body tensing up as I
began to properly fuck her soft body, feeling my balls were quickly
tightening.  "Ohh....God..." I moaned, knowing I was about to cum inside
Emiko for the first of what I hoped would be numerous times as we raised
her.

   Already imagining her getting older, yet still retaining her child
perfection.  Going through the early stages of womanhood as she neared 10,
11, 12 years of age--picturing her little pale belly, carrying my child,
and already hoping to have a daughter with my daughter--adding to the
loving family that I only hoped would grow and blossom.

   "Chichi....!!  Ch...EEEEEEEEE!!!" Emiko screeched, probably loud enough
to wake up our few maids and servants(all of which were WHITE, and from
England), as she must've had a tiny little girly-cum, as I swear her pussy
got wetter as it opened up more for my cock, surrounding my shaft with
juices, which made me sink in more, and finally pushed me over the edge.

   "OhhhH!!!  FUCK!!" I yelled, thrusting a few more times as I shot my
load, cumming deep inside a not-quite-5 year old girl's pussy, making her
feel her filled pussy for the first of many times.  "...God!!" I shouted
once more, shooting a little extra, which was already dribbling out below,
pooling by her asscheeks, and giving Kath her own dose which she began to
scoop into her fingers, and lick.

   "Mmm....tastes like ambrosia...her juices add something to it..." Kath
laughed as she scooped some onto her fingers and offered some of my cum to
Emiko, who didn't hesitate as she swallowed, sharing the spoils.

   Later that day, after I gave Emiko her first post-sex/creampie-cleanup
bath, I took her into the small town that we lived just outside of, and saw
several newly-arrived passengers from another ship that had sailed from
India, several Englishmen and Women, as well as other children, and even a
slave or two--dressed in fancy attire which I knew all-too-well was only
for show, having been one of the few children raised entirely by fellow
subjects of His Majesty, as my family had NOT supported the horrors and
atrocities of Slavery.  Just as Kath had been raised as well, which is why
we had fallen in love so many years ago.

   As I walked through the wide streets, and saw the newly-arrived tourists
and missionaries from the Church of England, who were easily noticeable, I
caught a glimpse of a younger girl, around 11 or so, with bright blonde
hair, blue eyes, and a body that instantly reminded me of Kath in her
pre-pubescent years--my cock instantly swelled at the pre-teen's sight, and
I had a renewed vigor as I remembered one of the first times Kath and I had
seen each other naked, growing up in a small country Primary school town in
England.

   Not wanting to stare too long, and remembering I was still carrying
Emiko, I strolled past several of the Englishmen and Women, and casually
watched the young woman, who was already intoxicating me with her beauty,
of which she wasn't even aware of.  Then I overheard an older woman, one of
the black-dressed Nuns, who I knew was on her way to the local Convent
which was located near the Catholic Temple..."Delilah".

   Instantly I thought of the source of her name, the Biblical Temptress
who made Samson yearn, driving the strong man insane--and from the girl's
look, I could tell she wasn't as innocent as she was dressed.  An annoyed
look, and sighing shrug formed as she overheard the over-protective Nun
address her.

   Suddenly she stared at me, and smiled--not your ordinary 11 year old's
facial expression though.  She was using her quickly-developed feminine
wiles to entice me, and I could tell that she was probably being sent to
the Convent to atone for her sins, and possibly even take on the life of a
Nun, meaning the rest of her life would be spent in sexless chastity.

   Knowing the Catholic Priest, the one who'd Baptized Emiko, making her
our Blessed Daughter, I decided to head to the Temple--my mind now almost
completely focused on seeing Delilah.  I knew I wouldn't see her once she'd
entered the Convent, and only another one of God's Servants could visit
her--save that of her immediate family--which I knew wasn't going to occur.

   Arriving, after a quick walk, as the Temple and Convent were only a
kilometer or so from the main road, I saw a few morning prayers still going
for some of the converted Japanese, which did upset me some, but I was
never one to argue with one's choice of religion or worship--and I knew
that most people who chose Catholicism chose so due to needing a "Stronger
connection to God".

   I spotted the Priest, Father Malcolm, who'd been a friend of mine for
several years.  He saw me, then Emiko, and she quickly hopped onto the
grass and ran towards him.  "Blessed Child..." he smiled, a thinning Irish
accent bellowed deeply from his larger frame.

   "Good day, Father..." I nodded to Malcolm, who just chuckled as he
lifted Emiko.

   "Come now, you've known me for years...it's just Malcolm..." he laughed
back.

   "I was wondering...", I started, getting straight to the point, "...did
I see a young child, young woman?" I asked, nonchalantly, and knowing he
had no clue that I was inquiring due to the fact that I was already
fantasizing sexually about the beautiful Delilah.

   "Aye...her Mother and Father met with me last month in India, before I
returned after my Pilgrimage to the Holy Land--it seems the young Lass,
Delilah, has been acting in a most unbecoming manor...running around the
neighborhood in next-to-nothing, and even showing her Classmates more of
what God gave her..." he replied, with a hint of a smile finding the
"precocious" child's acts no more than what most children did.

   I held back my immediate fantasy of Delilah's perfect, naked, and
beginning-to-develop body--imagining it would look like Kath's did at that
age--my cock returning to it's former state--then I half-laughed, trying to
keep an un-aroused mindset.  "Well...I think I probably did the same..."

   "Well, we're not in the Confessional...but I think God can forgive
you..." Malcolm chuckled again.

   "IS she really going into the Convent?  I swear I saw one of the Nuns
pulling her by her arm..." I asked.  He nodded, "...If it's God's
will...but I don't think the Good Lord will do her much good, unless a
miracle occurs---why so curious?"

   I paused, trying to think of something that would be acceptable--then I
remembered my obvious Stature in the town, and spoke clearly, "Just doing
my Gubernatorial duty...may I request permission to at least welcome the
young woman to our Town?" I asked, knowing I most likely would not be
turned away.

   Malcolm nodded once more, "I have a Mass to prepare for, scriptures to
go over...besides, little Emiko seems to be famished..." he smiled, seeing
Emiko nibbling on her fingers, which I knew meant she wanted something
SLIGHTLY different to eat--but I wasn't about to publicly give her an
invitation to suck my cock, especially in front of Malcolm and any others
watching.

   "Would it be alright if I were to visit her...?" I asked.

   "I'm sure it wouldn't be a problem--when you're done, come meet us in
the kitchen..." he smiled, walking off while holding Emiko, who looked back
at me and waved.

   As I walked through the flowered path leading to the entrance to the
Convent, I saw a few of the elderly nuns who knew who I was, and merely
nodded towards me for a greeting, keeping themselves silent, and not
reacting to the non-Priest or other Servant of God who was heading into the
building.

   Entering the plainly decorated main hall, I could immediately hear the
screams and cries of who I knew had to be the little sultry girl, Delilah,
who suddenly swore like a sailor, then a loud SLAP quickly silenced her,
followed by a pair of Nuns praying as I headed down towards an open door,
to see what the uproar was.

   I saw one of the Nuns standing over Delilah, who lay partially on a
small padded mattress, and who was nearly completely nude--my eyes not able
to turn away from the sight of the little preteen's tender nipples, which
didn't have all that much "backing", and as I leered and peered down her
thin body I noticed she was being covered by a plain gray dress, like what
most of the younger Nuns wore, as they progressed in their studies and
became a "true" Servant of God.

   Aside from the dress, she was most likely completely naked--and
immediately I felt my cock swelling--but knew I was "Sinning" so I turned
away to look out in the hallway, until I saw the Mother Superior
approaching.

   "Governor..." the Mother Superior said, bowing in respect, then looked
in to see the pair of Nuns praying, as well as the near-nude little girl,
who was still red-faced, and crying.  "I see...Sisters...please return to
your rooms...I'll be there shortly..." she told the Nuns, who walked out,
both bowing towards us.

   "Mother, I know I shouldn't be in here...but I..." I began to explain my
reason for being in the Convent, as well as in a room with a naked child.

   "No need for Apologies, you were Blessed by God to Govern our small
community, and your own Loving Bonds with Him extend beyond a mere
governmental position...but, I do have to ask you to leave the room now, so
the child may get dressed...it will be time to Baptize her shortly..."
Mother Superior explained.

   "I do have a question, before I leave...well, more of a request..." I
started.

   "Go ahead." Mother Superior nodded.

   "As Governor, I was simply wanting to welcome the young child, Delilah,
to our township...and was, well I guess, curious if I could show her what
her life could be, offer a change in her life to perhaps better it for her
future...not to turn down what she's being Graced with from God, of
course..." I explained, trying to extend the conversation, and perhaps get
a chance to take more of a view of the perfect body, who was only a few
feet from me, but wasn't about to blurt out that I wanted to have my way
with the 11 year old.

   Mother Superior bowed her head, "It is God's will that every living
creature get to live the life they so wish to...I am just obeying his
wishes--no matter what those might be...." she paused, looking past me at
Delilah, who'd stopped crying, and now sat on the bed, I peaked behind me
and saw her uncovered body, tiny breasts with pointed nipples sticking out
in the cool air, but quickly I looked away, acting as "modest" and
"Gallant" as I could.  "...You may spend the afternoon with her, you and
your Wife may take charge of her for the day...but I must request that she
be back within these walls by Sundown..."

   I nodded, "Of course...and I'll see to it that my Maids tend to her
need..." I added, knowing that I need not lie to a Nun, but also knowing
that I planned on tending to a few needs of my own.  And I was sure Kath
would partake as well.

   "Delilah...!" Mother Superior exclaimed, getting me to jump,
"Please...dress yourself, you will be going with the Governor this
afternoon...his wife, the Governess will have her Maids tend to you, and
you shall dine with them...please, refrain from anything that will
assuredly make the Baby Jesus cry, and do not try running away, or causing
ANY commotion..." she told the young girl.

   Delilah just sat there, perfectly nude, then looked at me and smiled. 
"You kiddin'?  The Gov'nah...?" she asked, a definite cockney response,
which I thought sounded increasing her childish beauty.



   Several minutes later, as I stood in the hall sipping a cup of Earl Grey
that one of the Nuns had brought me, who I did take a minute or two to
admire the young woman's shape---too bad her more-than-likely perfect body
would never get the touch of a man, and she'd spend the rest of her life in
Celibate Seclusion--I suddenly heard the door to Delilah's room open, and
saw her and Mother Superior walking out.

   "There...now she looks acceptable..." Mother Superior declared, as
Delilah, adorned in the drab gray dress walked out to me, her beautiful
blonde hair and blue eyes still made her stick out from the rest of those
around her.

   "Care to join me for a walk through town?" I asked Delilah, who didn't
hesitate as she grabbed onto my extended hand, and giggled softly--which
made my heart rise, proving she was still a young girl, and she shouldn't
have to waste her life like so many promising young women before her.

   "I'd love that...Gover'nor..." she said, more clearly, trying her best
to lose the accent.



   Holding her small, clammy hand in my own, I looked down at Delilah, who
seemed to change demeanor as soon as we passed the outer walls of the
Convent/Temple grounds.  Suddenly she stopped walking and looked at me. 
"Huh?" I asked her.

   "Are you really the Governor??" she asked me, her childish curiosity
quickly returning.

   "Yep...care to see my house?" I asked her.

   "...A little quick, huh?" she asked, quickly winking at me, and telling
me that more than "childish curiosity" was roaming through her head.

   "Delilah...I don't want to have to send you back to Mother Superior, do
I?" I asked, acting authoritative, which got her to button her lip.

   "Sorry, sir..." she bowed, giving be a bit of a shock at her submissive
reaction.  But I didn't want to see her smile fade, as I placed a hand on
her chin.

   "Come now...no need to frown..." I said as I crouched down to her level,
and before I could make any other moves, I saw one of the priests from the
Temple running out towards me, holding a note.

   "Governor, a message from your Wife..." he said, handing it to me.

   Taking it I read: "Dear my Love, our daughter is back home, and I've
heard from Father Malcolm we'll possibly have another lovely girl in our
care...I'm already wet..., Love Kath..."

   "What's that?" Delilah suddenly asked me.

   "A note from my wife, I'll take you back to the House soon...but first I
think you'd like to see the town..." I smiled, pushing all thoughts of
adding Delilah to the fun of my Family, and feeling my cock beginning to
swell again.

   As I accompanied Delilah, who I kind of felt was almost like a little
sister, who I had always dreamt of having as a child--not for a few
swelling thoughts of taboo sexual attraction--but as the bond I knew many
brothers and sisters had--the familial, loving, caring, protective
relationship I wished I had been a part of growing up.  I even felt that as
we walked down the streets in the small village, that she was taking to me
like her Older brother, like her mind had drifted off anything that had
been in her life previously, and she was simply taking in the new sights in
front of her.

   "Can we get some candy?  I smell taffy...!" she cheered, being the ever
cheerful 11 year old I knew she was still, as I too smelled the wonderful
aroma coming from a more developed Candy Shoppe.

   "Of course..." I smiled as I lead her in, through the doors, and saw the
Shop manager smiling as we walked in.

   "Ah...Governor...I see you have a friend, who's this young lady?" the
Manager, Timothy, asked.

   "This is Delilah, I'm escorting her around the town..." I introduced
Delilah, who courtseyed, showing more improvement in her manors, probably
just playing the older man to get a free sample.  Which worked.

   "Such a beaut!  Here ya go luv'..." he smiled, handing Delilah a piece
of cherry taffy, which she courtseyed again before accepting the candy.

   "Thank you, Sir..." she smiled, then slowly unwrapped the treat and
slowed her obvious appetite for the sweet as she tried not to act like a
starved child.

   "Care for anything else?" he asked me.

   "How about a quarter pound of the taffy...and a small assortment of
chocolates for Lady Kath..." I replied, pulling out my pouch and taking a
few schillings from it.  Moments later Timothy returned to the front with a
box of the orders, and smiled as I handed him the coins.  "Thank you, I'll
probably be back for more taffy..." I smiled as I left.

   "Any time, good day, Sir." Timothy nodded, "...farewell charming
Delilah." he added, getting Delilah to turn back and courtsey again.

   As we walked back down the street, I noticed Delilah was still
maintaining her more subdued demeanor, "Did I act okay?" she asked me
suddenly.

   "I was very pleased...and I'm sure Mother Superior will be happy to hear
as well..." I smiled, then stopped to see her no longer walking next to me.
"Delilah?" I asked, seeing a sadness return, "...what is it darling?"

   "D...Do I have to go live with the Nuns?" she suddenly asked, her face
distraught with the thought of being stuck in such a plain and sheltered
life for the entirety of her future.  "Can't....can't you ask them if I can
go back to England...or...." she tried to sum up the courage to speak her
own mind, begging for her self.

   I sighed, knowing that I wouldn't be as "accepted" if I tried to push my
own local authority upon that of GOD's, but also knew that a Child would
grow up a lot better in a loving environment, and with a proper family--but
I knew that her own life in England couldn't have been much better if she
was removed from her life, and for all I knew was no more HER fault than
that of bad or irresponsible parenting back Home.  "Who would you live
with?" I asked her, finally responding after my pause-to-think.

   "....You?" she suddenly asked me, causing me to feel my heartache
returning, and feel my own desire for her merely for her young body,
dwindle, as I now wanted to love her as much as I did my own beloved Kath,
or Emiko--thinking of adding her to our growing Family, and knowing that
even if she was already being added to the services of the Convent, that
Father Malcolm would be happy to have her adopted as my daughter, with
God's blessing of course.

   I smiled, and hunched down to her level then spread my arms, which she
ran into, and we embraced, letting her hug me as tight as she could,
knowing she hadn't had a loving hug in who knows how long.  "I'd love you
to live with me..." I said, as I didn't want to go too much beyond a hug,
and maintained my composure, even as I felt her own tears on my neck from
her happy cries.

   Once again walking, and feeling a definite bond between us as we made
our way towards the Governor's House, I suddenly felt a renewing in my
trousers, and knew I wanted to keep the bond SIMPLE, at least for now--but
had doubts I was going to keep myself away from the delicious-looking
Delilah for too much longer.

   "Can...can I call you Daddy?" Delilah asked as we tread on the gravel
path.

   "Of course, Darling..." I smiled back at her, as she held my hand, and
we shortly arrived at the large doors of the House.

   As I opened one, I saw one of our Maids looking at us, with a bright
smile.

   "Tillie, draw a bath for Delilah....where is Lady Kath?" I asked.

   "Resting, Sir...your daughter's laying down as well...shall I wake
them?" Tillie, one of Kath's childhood Maids replied.

   "No need...please, tend to Delilah, and find a dress for her a little
less drab than gray..." I chuckled, as Delilah was obviously awe-struck of
the decor and hugeness of the House--and barely noticed as Tillie took her
hand.

   "Come, Luv'..." Tillie smiled as she led Delilah up the stairs to the
left.



   Moments later as I headed up to Emiko's room, and saw my wonderful
little daughter, asleep in the nude as usual, my cock couldn't fight my
urges anymore, and I pulled it free and before I'd stepped more then a few
feet into the room, she woke up and smiled.  "Dada..." she cheered, as she
hopped up, her naked little slit looking as perfect as ever, and I lifted
her into my arms.

   "Did you miss me?" I asked, as I set her on the bed, and she latched
onto my cock, taking me in her mouth to suck me with all her might. 
"...Oh....God..." I moaned, feeling I was about to cum quickly, but I
needed to feel her tight little pussy so I shucked off my trousers and
overshirts, then lay sat on her bed as naked as her.

   Lifting her body towards my face, I lowered her little cunt over my
mouth and began to lap at her little slit, feeling drips of her juices
quickly dripping, and loving her flavor more than the sweetest candies in
the world.  She giggled and wriggled as I ate her 4 1/2 year old treasure,
and knew it was more than wet enough to accept my throbbing cock as I
flipped over and lay her on the bed, looking up at me.

   "Chichi...Dada..." she smiled as I spread her little legs apart and
stuck the tip of my cock at her entrance, I didn't hold anymore, and pushed
forward, popping a couple inches quickly inside Emiko's little wonder,
feeling her perfect tightness as I began to fuck her.

   "Ohh....Oh....God...Oh...." I groaned as I pumped that little pussy with
my cock, in and out, feeling my balls about to erupt, and leaning down to
kiss her on the lips, loving her little tongue flicking against mine. 
"Emikoooooohhh!!" I yelled, finding my edge and shooting my load deep, or
as deep as I could, inside her tiny twat, filling it up quickly, then
before I could pull out I heard the door open wider, and looked over to see
Delilah, naked, and rubbing her 11 year old slit, which was still as
hairless as Emiko's.

   "Ohh...God....oooohhhhh...." the young girl moaned, cumming herself from
watching me fuck Emiko, and I knew she was definitely not anything remotely
close to Nun-material as her pussy dripped onto to the carpeted floor
below. "Mmmm....you must love your daughter..." she smiled, as she looked
at her own soaked hand, and licked her own girly juices.



   MY cock swelled again.

   The End of Part 3