Mimicking her friends Kimberly gave him a five dollar bill and got a traditional red plastic cup, which was filled by the guardian of the alcohol. Bee... in hand, she wandered around with the girls until she was caught in a conversation with some men she didn't know. They tried to convince her to go upstairs with one of them, using compliments and sweet talk to weaken her resolve, but Kimberly just sipped her drink and politely excused herself after a few minutes of this. She had no intention of. My little girl is a whore. That's all I could think as I pressed the tip of the thermometer against her tiny hole and pushed. There wasn't enough lube, or the hole was just too tight - she is a tiny little thing, my daughter. Every part of her is compact, even for her age. Everything except that glorious round ass. I needed to get it more lubricated and the only way I could think of was to spit on it. Using the fingers of one hand to obscenely spread my babies perfect ass cheeks, I stirred up. The hat pin and the staple slid out easily. Then I gave her a cuddle because she looked sort of vulnerable. I sent her down to the toilet and bathroom to throw some water on her face, wash her toys, and to put some clothing on.I met Veronica back in the kitchen and poured each of us another cup of coffee and said, "She's throwing some water on her face, as we had a late night last night."She gave me the deadpan look which meant, I'm talking to a pervert here who was screwing around with my kid. ’ I roll over to face him, though I’m looking at a bookcase. I try to touch him. This time, he reaches for my hand and puts it to his face. ‘Since I can’t see you, I’m going to close my eyes and imagine, okay?’ My hand on his face nods yes. I close my eyes and run my hands on his body, feeling his face, neck, chest. Do I really feel chest hair? I slide down to his belly and stop there, teasing him. ‘Now, Jim, you do the same to me.’ I remove my hand and I feel his icy touch as he caresses.