She loved walking around in her new clothes and she loved the way the older men just stared at her boobs. Occasionally she would let them see her pant...es too. She was quite forward for a six-year-old.When we painted her room she said that she didn’t want to get paint on her clothes and then she took them off. We then painted her room pink, blue, and brown as per her command. I enjoyed her nudity, her budding breasts, and her bald pussy.Each month we got together for a Saturday. I would buy her. A few nights before our arranged meet he revealed things hadn't been great at home and that he and his wife had split, but if I still wanted to meet we could. I agreed and looked forward to it.The day arrived and as I walked into the hotel my heart was racing. John had texted me what room he was in and to just head up and come in (he'd leave the door ever so slightly ajar).As I entered, I said hello and immediately asked if I could use the bathroom to finish getting ready. I locked the door as. Mera doost ghar par nahein hai…. aany wala hai … tum bhi ander aajaoo….kooch deir ke baad woh aajaye ga…ander bethty hain”Aur mujhko hath pakar kar andar le gaya….. Andar ja kar Nawaz pathan nay mujhko drawing room main bitha dya… aur khud andar chala gaya… kuch der baad woh aaya… tao uus kay hath main doo Sharbat ke glass thay…. aek glass pathan nay mujh ko dya aur kaha“pi lo”Sharbat peeny kay baad pathan ne mera hath par kurr apni taraf kheinch liya…. aur mujhko apny seeny say laga liya aur. Holding my gaze, she slowly started to move her head up and down my length, her tongue swirling around, massaging my hard cock. "Mmm," I moaned, "fuck yeah, baby, just like that." Her teeth sexily nibbled at the base of my cock, and my breath left, pleasurable sensations taking its place. My hands found their way to the back of her head, and I held her down on my cock, only allowing her to move when she needed to breathe. I rocked my hips against her face, and her hands came up from where they.