“That’s my girl,” he told her. “Just like that. No hurry. We have all the time in the world. I could smell her pussy as she slid the pearls in...ide her. Just like I smell yours now.”She gasped. She shuddered. He watched her gasp and shudder. No hurry.After a time he said, “When she’s close to cumming she arches her back.”The woman in front of him arched her back.He said, “While she sat there at the table in the bar, I could see her nipples. I wanted to touch them so badly. Pull on them. Pinch. ”“And now you want to marry her.”“Actually, yes, I do.”“And I’ll bet she won’t come here to get married.”Don’s face went pale. How did this stranger know? Pastor Ken smiled a gentle smile and said, “I’m sorry friend, but I don’t know your name.”“Don. Don Taylor.”“Don Taylor, a good name. Don, I’m a third generation pastor. My grandfather and my father built the original church, and took care of the religious needs of the people. I have two sons and I’m hoping one will follow in my path. But if. "That was real careless. We wouldn't want one of these little girls to get hold of it, would we, Max?" No, I guess we wouldn't at that. But as long as we keep them with us, there isn't too much likelihood of that, is there?" I guess not. Still, I think we should have it close by in case we want it. Don't you?" Yeah. I guess you're right." I'll go get it." Pete stood up and stretched elaborately. He was overacting, Max thought. Even if he hadn't suspected anything up till now, this kind of. It jerks an twitches in her as the last of my cum spills in her baby girl cunt. I pull out help her skinny weak trembling body to the bath room. She never said anything to me she didn't even look at me I took a shower with her an well I couldnt help but to help her clean that sexy undeveloped boney little girl with puffy nipples for tits, smooth skin body. As I cleaned her she keeped on saying " ouch ouch ouch" every time I touched her pussy. This made me hard again rock hard again I bent under.