It wasn't until her third winter that her mother made the startling deduction that her offspring was, if it may be permitted to be brutally honest,"A ...poiled brat and a bitch to boot!"Margaret didn't shout out her assessment within hearing distance of the beautiful girl but as the nature of such things often are in reality, the child knew exactly what her mother thought of her and couldn't give a whit. Her affection for chocolate was surpassed only by her joy at watching people suffer physical. A short while later Billy was dressed from the skin out in a prettyparty dress, frilly panties, a petticoat, ankle socks and a pair ofpink Mary Janes to match the dress. He spent about three hours playingwith Samantha and was enjoying himself. He found that he was happy forthe first time in his young life. His mom was shouting over the gardenfence and Billy looked round for his clothes. Samantha smiled and tookhis hand and led him out of the house. He dragged his feet wonderingwhy his new. He still had his cock out and she grabbed him by that kind of leading him a little farther in the room. I just sat and stroked myself watching them play, standing there as she was stroking his cock while he was playing with her. She stopped for a second and took her top off letting him pinch and suck on her nipples. I watched then as he slid his hand down her pants and started to play with her pussy. When he realized she wasn't wearing panties he pushed her pants all the way down now having. She din say anything, but unhooked her bra from behind. When the bra came off, I saw her nipples, nice, pink and hard. I knew she was in a tizzy. I slowly massaged her boobs and played with her nipples. She already started telling me, that she was never so relaxed in a long time. I knew that I could have shed her panties off too, but I wanted to prolong the fun. I just went down massaged her inner highs and very close to her hot spot but din touch it. I guess it was fun teasing her. I stopped.