My Dad’s goal in life was to own a home, something his parents couldn’t do. My mother worked as a book keeper for a woman’s clothing shop, and d...d delivered heating oil and gasoline. Being young in the great depression, dad quit school when he was 14 to help support his family, and was not well educated, hence the lower pay. However, we had a home, food on the table and a car that ran. Not a new one, but it got us where we wanted to go. But we had very little else.Sue and I met when we moved. We were just talking about his life when he pulled me close to him. His scent was unbelievable he leaned in and kissed my neck gently. I panicked, I know he could tell [I’m such a little girl] he pulled away and asked me if I was ready. I just nodded; the he leaned in again [he was smelling me] I could feel the hot hair from his mouth on my skin I was all goose bumpy. His hands were all over my body, I swear it felt like he had eight. My heart stopped when his face was just inches from mine,. "A-Auugh!! Aaaaugh! Guuuuuh!!" My little thing wailed loudly, the last part through gritted teeth, following my rhythm. Her legs tensed up, as did her shoulders, and her insides started twitching even faster.The feel of her cervix rubbing the tip of my member brought me to an already impending, blowing orgasm even faster. With a last few deep thrusts, I burst in jolts of hot cum, loads of it, straight at the entrance of her womb."Gurrrr-Huuuuuuhhhh!!!" Ava groaned loudly while biting on the. She has on one of those frilly dresses that little girls wear and a white blouse and her hair is done up in those funny kind of things that you put beads in. Pig tails I think you call them. She is cute, I mean just so darn cute."What cha doing mister?" she asks me in the little girl voice. I put her about five years old, maybe. I have heard that voice before, a long time ago, a life time ago. It almost makes me smile but it does not make me smile, it makes me sad, but she is a little girl and.