Medina Ohio, a wondrous place of much charm. Tiffany wasn't sure why her mother chose to stop there as they were passing through the small town. There didn't appear to be much going on. The town seemed to have a smaller than usual population but the people there were kind despite the funny looks Tiffany and her mother received. It was pretty obvious that there weren't many black folk in town and as far as they knew they were to only ones for miles around.

People were whispering and carrying on with not so conspicuous conversations about the pair as they made there way to a coffee shop at the towns square. Unknown to Tiffany, her mother spent much time in the place when she attended OSU some years ago. Janice and some classmates used to go there to get away from the atmosphere of campus life. One of her very close college friends actually bought the place after they graduated.

"Stop by the shop when ever your in town"

That's the last thing Janice recall here friend saying before she left after graduating and hasn't heard from her since. That was nearly 6 years ago to the day and the two women were in completely different places in life. Janice was a nurse running away from a failed marriage with her 6 year-old daughter in tow. Jennifer, possibly living out her dreams working in the place they spent so much of their free time in college talking about the future.

Young Tiffany didn't know what she was being dragged into but she saw an opportunity to get into some naughtiness. Her mother would surely be distracted something or another. Tiffany could tell that her mother was familiar with the place.

It wasn't long before Janice nearly forgot that Tiffany was present. The moment they entered the quaint coffee shop the small space within the rustic modern place erupted into a roar of female expression as the two long lost friends reunited. Janice and Jennifer hugged for so long they could've been mistaken for lovers. Even Tiffany thought it was a bit much.

The horny child began looking around the place whiles her mother was embraced in a hug and momentarily distracted. Tiffany didn't spot anyone that seemed remotely interested or interesting enough. She even pretended to drop something on the floor of the shop and bent over slowly to pick it up. A classic move, it usually worked, especially with her pink 'My Little Pony' panties but this time it didn't. Every one in the shop was either engaged in conversations or mindlessly probing away at some iDevice or another. They were too busy to take notice of Tiffany's obvious cries for attention.

The 6 year old was sorely disappointed and she spent so much time putting together her outfit after her mother had pulled into a rest stop along the freeway for a break before they entered Ohio. Tiffany wore pink and white bows that held her ponytails in place. She picked out a cute rainbow tank top that hung loosely above her belly button. Tiffany enjoyed the breeze that washed over her little stomach from the spring air and she liked to show as much of her caramel skin, as her mother would allow. Little Tiffany even picked out her skirt of which was way to short. Her mother didn't realize that she packed some of Tiffany's old clothing from when she was 4. Tiffany was excited when she had to work the tiny white cotton fabric over her small-underdeveloped hips. It's tight fit made her feel like a big girl, like she was growing up finally. The hem of the skirt barely covered her little bottom. The bottoms of her ass cheeks were clearly showing and that's while she was standing straight up. Little Tiffany had completely exposed her butt to the entire coffee shop when she bent over but no one batted an eye; except for Janice's friend.

"Oh-my-gawd, has it been that long, you have a daughter. I ought to kill you for not telling me girl. She's so adorable and takes after you something crazy."

The lady came from around the counter to properly introduce herself to Tiffany.

"Hello, I'm Jennifer, your mommy's friend, what's your name cutie?"

Tiffany blushed, accepting the compliments. She guessed it was as good as it would get for the moment given the circumstances. Tiffany offered her hand to shake. Not to just be polite but to see how soft the ladies hands were. Often she would introduce herself to strangers, something that drove her mother crazy, just to feel their hands and day dream herself to an orgasm imagining them all over her small body.

"I'm Tiffany, nice to meet you ma'am".

The lady gasped and took hold of the little girls hand.

"Wow, you don't see that everyday from kids, politeness and manners. You taught her well Jan and it's nice to meet YOU, little lady."

Tiffany liked her southern draw but her hands were oddly rough for a woman. Not like her mothers who's were smooth and pretty. If anything Jennifer's hands made Tiffany less horny. The little girl had abandoned hope. She thought that maybe she could convince her mother to wash her up later. Then again, she thought it'd be difficult seeing as how she hasn't done so in at least a year.

Aside from the chocolate milk that Janice's friend offered to Tiffany and the warm weather, things were looking pretty grim. The little 6 year-old had began to loose the tingle between her thighs. She tried to focus on something else but her one-track mind kept bringing her back to the emptiness in her heart from the lack of sexual attention. Tiffany's stomach felt hollow, a feeling that came and went. She noticed that it left after she had a good time being naughty. It was like a hunger for food and Tiffany had a big appetite.

At that point, sitting there in the lonely booth of that boring coffee shop while her mother and Jennifer yapped away, Tiffany made up her mind. By any means necessary she was going to feed her need before her and her mother left Ohio. She knew she had at least a day due to the catching up her mother wanted to do with her friend. The hunt was on and the thrill of it all made Tiffany that much more anxious, not to mention horny. It was time to get naughty she thought to herself as she scooted to the edge of seat of the booth she was in.

Tiffany wasn't sure where she could start her search but she knew for sure that the coffee shop was out of the question. She decided that it was time to venture elsewhere. Tiffany walked over to her mother and tugged at the flower dress she was wearing until she had her undivided attention.

"Mommy, can we go, I'm tired and hungry."

Janice sucked in some air and exhaled. Although she wished to continue reminiscing with her friend about their college days, she knew that she had to be a mother and get some food in Tiffany's belly. They also had to find a place to bed down for the night.

"Hey girl, it was nice catching up but her majesty beckons and you know what happens when the homely servants aren't doing their jobs, off with their heads. I'll talk to you later girl, we need to find some food and a place to sleep for the night before we hit the road in the morning".

Jennifer's eyes grew as an apparent light bulb went off in her head.

"I know it's been a while and you maybe in a rush but you can stay at my place for the night. If you're not in too much of a hurry you can stay a bit tomorrow and take little missy here to the town fair. It'll be a great time for her, I know she's tired of the open road by now".

Janice was a bit hesitant but Tiffany was excited to see what the fair was about, surely she could find a friend there. If that meant staying with the rough handed lady, than so be it.

Janice looked down at Tiffany who beamed her a bright smile of approval.

"I guess that settles it, we're staying at your place, so long as we're not imposing. I know you probably have guys running in and out of there, huh?"

Jennifer's hand shot to her hip as a grimmest grew heavily upon her face.

"I'm engaged bitch, I wish I had guys coming and going. Oh and speaking of which, my fiancé Garret, he's harmless and loves kids. We plan on having some of our own one day but for now we'll be just fine playing aunty and uncle to little Tiffany, here".

Tiffany was intrigued; maybe her prayers will be answered through the rugged hands of the coffee maid. Janice however, was a bit surprised. Jennifer wasn't quite like she was in college. Although she knows that people change Jennifer was a true-blue slut. She got around campus back then, in more ways than one. One of the main reasons why they came all they way to Medina to the coffee shop was to keep from getting they're asses beat by all the girls who's boy friends she spread her legs for. Who would've thought she'd be getting married some day.

"Damn Jen, things have change, I'm sorry".

Jennifer playfully smacked Janice's arm as they shared a laugh over some dark memories. Jennifer was without shame though.

"Don't apologized girl, you and I both know how I was. Young, dumb, full of- you know.

They both burst into laughter and hugged each other before Janice took Tiffany's hand and made tracks for the door. "Text me the address girl" Janice shouted loudly across the coffee shop.

"Okay girl, coming around six or six thirty, alright?" Jennifer responded with the most exaggerated country accent ever, of which got the attention of the preoccupied patrons in the coffee shop. Tiffany took notice as she left with her mother and thought to herself 'now they pay attention'.

Janice gave Jennifer a thumb up before she walked out of sight.

Little Tiffany and Janice showed up to Jennifer's home promptly at 6:30 p.m., as instructed. Jennifer wanted the two them to meet her fiancé and break the ice before her and Janice got back to girl talk like they were doing earlier that day. Tiffany was a bit nervous but wanted to be kind and leave a lasting impression. Once again Janice allowed Tiffany to dress herself. Tiffany thought the occasion was fitting for one ponytail by way of black bow; black stockings, her rubber soled Mary Jane's, and a black one-piece dress with the spaghetti straps. The dress was from her early years so it hugged her body so tight that her rib cage was visible as well as her pert little nipples. Like before Janice was too preoccupied with her thoughts of Jennifer that she didn't notice Tiffany's getup.

The moment the 6 year-old spotted Garret, Jennifer's fiancé, she began to get the tingling feeling between her smooth thighs again. There was something about his gentle exterior that spoke to her. Something about his smile, his hairless face and glasses. He seemed like a giant to the child, standing nearly 6 feet. Garret reminded Tiffany of her kindergarten teacher whom she remembers fondly. Even his casual attire spoke to her in ways she couldn't understand. Simply put, Tiffany was taken with the man at first sight. To make things better, he already knew here name, and took immediate interest in her. This made Tiffany's little cunny dampen instantly.

"Hello lady's, nice to meet you both. Jennifer told me a lot about both of you, especially you".

Garret walked over to the two who were standing at the edge of the driveway. He kneeled down and offered his hand to Tiffany.

"Nice to meet you Tiffany, I'm Garret. How old are you little lady?"

Tiffany had never been at a lost for words but this time was different. She couldn't bring herself to vocalize her age so she just smiled and held up six fingers. Her mother was taken by surprise by the little girls behavior. Jennifer chimed in.

"She must have a crush on you babes. Sorry Tiffany, he's taken".

"I don't know babes, she is a be-eau-tiful little girl" Garret winked at Tiffany playfully, the adults laughed as if there were some inside joke but Tiffany took it serious.

"You think I'm beautiful Mister. Garret?" Even with have brown skin tone, her blushed cheeks were shinned like beacons.

"Of course, don't you? And you can call me Garret, Mister makes me sound so old".

Garret smiled and pared into the 6 year-olds grey eyes as he released her hand and stood upright. Tiffany recognized the look, she's seen it on many other occasions from adults whom she's been naughty with. It's the very look the hotel attendant gave her the moment she open the door in the nude. Most recently she received that look from a soccer mom who kissed and licked on her cunny in a restroom. Tiffany and her mom stopped for a break just outside of Ohio so Tiffany could pee. While there she walked in on the woman licking her daughter's little pussy on a changing table in the ladies room. The sight was beautiful and it made Tiffany wish her mother loved her enough to eat her cookie. Tiffany felt very naughty blackmailing the woman into playing with her hungry pussy. She even made the woman convince her 4 year-old daughter to lick her small clit as well. They took turns until Tiffany was brought to an intense climax. The woman and her daughter scurried out of the restroom after being reassured that little Tiffany wouldn't say anything to anyone. Tiffany always recalls her last jaunt into the abyss of her naughtiness when she meets new friends. This time was no different.

Garret patted her head condescendingly, bringing her back from her thoughts and introduced himself to Janice. "Nice to meet you as well Janice, I've heard so much about you that I feel we've met already".

"Funny, Jennifer didn't mention you at all. I'm just kidding, it nice to finally meet you as well". Janice began blushing and carrying on as they all walked into the huge two-story home.

Tiffany continued to smile at Garret and did so for the rest of the evening whenever he was around. Janice couldn't believe how Tiffany was acting but she felt that nothing would come of it even if Jennifer's fiancé took interest. Janice has kept a watchful eye on little Tiffany thus far and she felt that what occurred a couple day ago, with the child's father, would never happen again. So far she has been able to keep her daughter safe and out of harms way. Janice felt extremely comfortable in her friend's home and was in a calm, relaxed state for the first time in days. What also played a helpful part in her comforting was the wine her and Jennifer sipped as they talked the night away. Janice felt like her luck was looking up.

Tiffany was actually the lucky one thanks to Jennifer who she believed was unknowingly providing a diversion for her to get naughty with the man of the house.

Everyone had retired to his or hers eveningwear, some more casual then others. Tiffany, however, was surprisingly over dressed. She decided to change things up from the usual 'barely anything' to a more tasteful footed pajama set. The purple jammies had small white hearts stitched into them. The pajamas kept her warm in the centralized air condition house and allow her to keep her naughty bits an easily accessible secret.

Tiffany pretended to fall asleep next to Garret on the couch after watching nearly a haft a dozen Disney films. She loved "The Lion King" most of all, of which was on when she put her plan into action but she had to get the ball rolling. Garret offered to take Tiffany up stairs to tuck her in bed and her mother followed the pair to the master bedroom where Garret laid the 6 year-old down. Garret and Janice returned to the kitchen where Jennifer had more drinks poured into shot glasses.

"Just like in college, lets do it girl!"

Jennifer taunted Janice whose inhibitions had already diminished. Janice shrugged her shoulders; her mind said no but her body said 'fuck it!' Garret stayed for a few rounds but didn't partake in the consumption of any alcohol. He just cheered the girls on, as they took shot after shot of tequila. Slowly but surely Garret crept his way out of the room.

"Going to use the bathroom, be right back ladies."

In unison Jennifer and Janice yelled. "Take you time!"

Garret planned to do just that. Up stairs, little Tiffany was wide wake staring at the ceiling. She wondered if she had sent a clear enough message to Garret. While he was transporting her from the couch to the second level bedroom, Tiffany managed to briefly grab a hold of his dick through the nylon gym shorts he was wearing. Garret did an excellent job at clouding how shocked and excited he was. He looked down at the precious treasure in his arms and she opened one eye, looked up at him, and smiled. Although Tiffany's mother was there she was none the wiser. Tiffany just seemed to be stirring in her sleep; Janice was completely oblivious.

After a while Tiffany thought Garret had chickened out so she began playing with herself underneath the warm comforter. The sheets felt amazing but something in her mind told her not to take off her PJ's in order to feel the sheets on her nude skin. Maybe something her mother might have said a time or two about being over other people's house. She remembers it having to do with being a lady and having respect.

Tiffany kept her pajamas on but unbuttoned the crotch portion to free the treasure she was rubbing through the wool fabric. She loved how the purple, footed pajamas were designed with a flap that went from the bottom of her belly button, between her legs, over her cunny, and reached just above her cute little tushy. Four buttons, two in the front and two in the back secured the thin flap. Whenever Tiffany wore those pajamas with the feet in them she felt special, like they were maid especially for her. Ever since she learned to use the toilet she refuses to wear panties with her purple, footy pajamas.

As Tiffany continued to rub her fingers up and down her baby slit, she began to get extremely warm. Her wool pajamas mixed with the heavy comforter and the fact that her heart was racing from the excitement of pleasure herself made the heat nearly unbearable. Tiffany pushed the covers to the side, stood up and with all her might pulled the comforter off of the huge king size mattress. She nearly exhausted herself by doing so, the comforter seem like it weighed a ton to the little 6 year-old.

Tiffany collapsed back onto the bed, burying her head into a pillow and poking her ass high into the air. She began playing with her tiny, enlarged clit again. This time she imagined that Garret had been behind her with his tongue lashing away at her small, puffy mound. She imagined that he would love how she smelled down there when she got excited. Her father use to tell her how her sent was better than her mommy's even, that made her feel extra special.

Tiffany never learned to talk dirty or naughty but she knew how to say what she wanted and that in it self made her feel both dirty and naughty. Her small little purrs grew to vocalized moans as she began to say Garret's name.

"Lick me, lick me.... garret, ga- ah, ah- garret, GARRET, LICK ME!"

Unannounced, Garret walked in on the 6 year-old child who had been so enthralled in what she was doing she failed to realized that he entered the room. Tiffany at the moment had self-lubricated the index and middle finger of her right hand and was gliding them in and out of her tiny asshole at a surprisingly rapid pace. The child was experiencing such euphoria that her moans stopped, her eyes were rolled into the back of her head, and her mouth was hung open.

Garret was socked and nearly came from just watching the show. If he had any doubt about the child wanting to fool around it was gone, along with his inhibitions and since of fear of getting caught. He slowly approached the girl. He saw the cover toss on the floor at the foot of the bed and the sheets ruffled and wrinkled under the trembling body of the masturbating child. He reached out with his hand and it shook fiercely with anticipation as he ran his index finger down then length of Tiffany's glistening slit. He was surprised at how slippery and wet it was. Tiffany didn't even budge, she knew more than like likely it was Garret but at that point she didn't care if it was the 'Boogie-Man' who had flicked her little bean; it felt amazing.

Garret put his finger up to his nose and melted as he took a first, second, and third whiff of the sticky nectar that coated his index. He seemingly became intoxicated as he sucked the finger into his mouth. His body went limp but he remained on his feet. The taste was indescribably delicious. Garret was under her spell and he wanted more. To drink from her pussy like it were a fountain would be the most heavenly sin.

Tiffany wanted it bad as well, she kept plugging away at her brown hole in hopes that Garret would take over. The child's moans became loader but the pillow her face was still berried in mostly muffled them. Garret decided to act or more accurately his body took action. He moved over to the 6 year-old and firmly grabbed hold of her thighs from behind dragging her to the edge of the mattress. Tiffany's fingers slipped from her hole as she was flipped onto her back. A smile grew heavily upon the child's face when she saw that it was in fact Garret who was handling her like a rag doll. Before that moment, all of Tiffany's previous play friends have been very gentle with her but Garret was different. He used a great amount force but cared not to hurt her. Tiffany surprisingly liked how roughly she was being handled and when her feet were pinned to the sides of her head she thought it was the perfect position to be penetrated anally.

Garret had other plans for the 6 year-old's exposed crotch. As he held Tiffany's small ankles in place he bent forward and ran his tongue from her slightly dilated brown ring to the her juicy clit of which was twitching with excitement and anticipation. The moment Garret's tongue made contact with Tiffany's baby nub her body was racked by an explosive orgasm. Garret closed his lips over the tender area as his tongue worked the hardened flesh. The child jerked and convulsed as wave after wave of scintillating pleasure coursed through her small body. Garret rode each wave, sucking and lapping up as much baby juices as her premature body could produce. He felt as though he had discovered the fountain of youth. The preteen fluids energized him and allowed him to continue despite the massive load he had soiled his shorts with.

Once her orgasm subsided Tiffany sat up, propping herself on her elbows. Garret had let her legs fall free and they dangled lifelessly off the edge of the bed. The pair stared at each other but didn't say a word. Tiffany didn't realize it until then but some time between her having hers cookies devoured and coming down from several orgasms garret had removed every article of clothing he wore. Tiffany didn't know too much about what a nice male physique was but she knew he was skinnier than most of her other friends. What she did know was the difference between a big and small cock and how pleasant or unpleasant it was to have one or the other inside of her. Garret's dick was neither too big nor too small, it look just right to the child even though it was flaccid.

Having the 6 year-olds eyes glued to his soft cock cause it to regain its life and it grew to its full 7 inches, about an inch larger than it was soft. That in turn caused Tiffany to gain a second wind. She sprang to her feet and bounced on the bed a few times before jumping into Garret's arms. The both of them giggled as Garret walked off to towards the bathroom with the child clinging to him.

Garret wanted to use the mirrors in the bathroom to catch the action that was about to take place from every angle possible. Tiffany was unsure why Garret was taking her to the bathroom but she knew she'd enjoy what ever he had in store for her. The anticipation was killing the child but Garret didn't keep Tiffany waiting. Garret made quick work of executing his diabolically sexual scheme. Inside of 5 minutes he had strapped the 6 year-olds hands to her ankles, secured a gag-ball in her mouth, and had her tightly secured to a collapsible device that resembled a baby-changing table.

Everything was happening so fast that Tiffany became a bit frightened. She wasn't sure what was going to happen to her. She recalls mother telling her horror stories about perverted old men who would capture little girls, tie them up, and do terrible things to them. A look of worry grew heavily upon Tiffany's face as Garret continued to fumble with objects that were out of her field of view. As Garret stood up, hold anal beads in one hand and lube in the other, he saw the worry in Tiffany's eyes. He dropped the objects and leaned over the side of the table to console her.

"Tiffany, I apologize, I don't want you to think I'm going to hurt you". He said as he stroked her hair. "I just got a bit excited because you remind me of a teddy bear my sister had growing up. Sounds weird but I always had a thing for warm and fuzzy creatures, not to mention little girls who look like warm and fuzzy creatures". Garret bent down and passionately planted a kiss over the gag-ball, on the child's stretched lips.

"I'm sorry Tiffany, can you be my teddy bear tonight?" The girl was taken by surprise but she loved the idea of someone thinking that she was as cuddly as a stuffed animal. Her little mind worked fast, Tiffany began to understand why Garret saw her as a stuffed toy. It was her fuzzy wool pajamas and how the feet had small pads where her toes were, just like a teddy bear. It's purple, soft texture feels wonderful on the skin. Being the furry play toy of an adult became Tiffany's new favorite fantasy come true.

"Mm-huh!"

Although her answer was muffled, it was pretty clear that she was more than willing to participate. She nearly broke her neck trying to nod 'yes'.

Garret grinned with excitement. "Can I call you something other than your name?" He coyly asked. Garret saw the confusion on the child's face and quickly explained. "My sister, she used to call her favorite stuffed animal 'Princess Teddy Maggie'. Can I call princess teddy Maggie".

Tiffany absolutely adored the name; she gave Garret a nod of approval. Garret began running his fingers down Tiffany's pajama cover chest until the fabric ended and her exposed naughty bits began. With his other hand he removed the gag from Tiffany's mouth.

"So, your majesty princess of the Teddy's, what say you to the offer of extreme delight? I have captured you from the frog king to show you a world of wonderment".

At first Tiffany was a bit confused but she eventually understood that he was using make believe. The child became very excite. Tiffany loved make believe but didn't think to use it while being naughty; she played along.

"The frog king will come for me with all his knights and rescue me from your dungeon you-you"

Tiffany didn't know what to call him so he interjected.

"I am The Lord of Things, my dear. I have big things; I have small things. I have things of all kinds, shapes, and colors". Garret leaned closer to Tiffany as his fingers crawled down her stomach and reached her still moist slit. "I have things that will make you forget the frog king ever existed".

Garret bent down out of sight and returned with a small vibrator. "This is the first thing, you can call it thing one if you like but I call it my MIND CONTROL DEVICE, HA-HA, HAAAA".

Tiffany was well aware what the object was, her mother had tons of them but she still put on a good show making believe she didn't know what it was.

"No lord of things, you can't, I don't want to forget the frog king. I love him, Noooooooo!"

Tiffany pretended to fight against the vibrator that was intruding into her ever-moistening pussy. Her body jerked and squirmed in resistance to the pleasure but stayed still long enough to allow the warm rubber of the device to make contact with her clit. Tiffany's bonded body shuddered and her tiny pussy walls collapsed and reopened around the small vibrator as Garret inched it down her tight sex tunnel.

"Aaaahh, no-it-feels-too-good!"

Garret placed a finger over his shushing lips but he remained in character. "If you make too much noise the witches will come, turn you into candy and gobble you up". Of course by witches he meant Jennifer and Janice but Tiffany got the hint and closed her mouth. She had been vaginally penetrated before but not that deep. It only hurt her a little so she was able to continue playing along.

Garret soon put the gag ball back into Tiffany's mouth. "We don't want the witches to come before we've had our fun!" Tiffany laid back and embraced the moment.

Garret was truly The Lord of Things, things of which he used to pleasure the bonded 6year-old. He used feathers to tickle her and vibrators and butt-plugs to fill her. He said it was to keep the essence from spilling out of her. He spanked the child gently, making her beg for more. Tiffany was whisked away into a land of imaginative, sexual bliss. That night Garret taught the young girl the power of the mind and how thoughts of sex can be more tantalizing than the act itself.

Tiffany tried but failed to keep count of how many times her little body was shaken by earth shattering orgasms. The things that were being done to her had never been done before. It was a new experience, like having sex for the first time and unknowingly to little Tiffany, she was.

Tiffany must have been completely lost in ecstasy because when she began to come back down from one of her orgasms she felt an intense dull pain. The pain wasn't where she had expected it to be, it was her cookie. Tiffany struggled to lift her head up to see what was going on down between her legs. To her surprise, Garret's thick cock was gliding in and out of her obscenely stretched pussy. She wasn't sure when he penetrated her but she didn't feel a thing until then.

Tiffany was both upset and delighted that she was having her small pussy probed by the cock of an adult male. Upset because she wanted her father to be the first. Delighted because she finally felt whole, like a big girl who can do everything. Tiffany felt as though she could conquer the world with her naughtiness at that moment.

The child was brought out of her deep thoughts by the arrival of another orgasm. Garret gasped at how tighter the already vice like, cunt pocket became as the small girl beneath him climaxed. He felt the walls of her pussy milk his cock, seemingly trying to force out his creamy substance.

"Oh-my-good-ness, Tiffany!" The feeling was so immense that he broke character; playtime had concluded. He was once again Garret and she was once again Tiffany.

Before he reached his climatic end Garret wanted to feel the child's embrace once more. In an instant, Garret unstrapped the 6 year-old and lifted her off of the table. Tiffany removed the gag-ball from her mouth, grabbed onto Garret's shoulders, and wrapped her small legs as far around his waist as she could. Holding on for dare-life, little Tiffany took her pounding like a big girl. Garret firmly gripped the child's small ass cheeks as he mercilessly hammered away at Tiffany's newly deflowered pussy.

The sounds she made while laying her head on Garret's chest were indescribable. The image of a kitten being fucked by a house comes to mind. Garret even noticed the awkward noises that Tiffany was belting out with each of his thrust; he thought he was literally killing the child. Reassurance came over him when he witnessed her facial expressions. Her top lip was smiling and top teeth biting down on the bottom lip. Her lowered eyelids and the glassiness of her pupils explained how pleasing, having her cozy tunnel completely filled my man meat, was.

The pair was moaning, uncaring of who might hear; be it witch or disappointed fiancé and mortified mother. Tiffany's moans became screams and Garret's groans became load grunts as their carnal union was thrust into its climax. The 6 year-old grinded her hips down as hard as she could onto the upward stabbing of Garrets rock hard cock. Garret squeezed the tender flesh of Tiffany's ass while forcefully holding her down on his throbbing shaft.

With the head of his cock pressed tightly against the girl's cervix, Garret began emptying his balls into Tiffany's velvety cavern. The feeling of having spurt after spurt of hot baby cream paint the walls of her already hot womb, intensified Tiffany's orgasm. Garret continued to pound and pound, his and Tiffany's body colliding. Sweat poured from the girl and the gasping man as they came down from their orgasms.

Garret carried Tiffany back into the bedroom. His cock was still twitching inside her gripping vagina. The child had fallen fast asleep and rested quietly. Garret placed her down onto the bed and gave her two final strokes before pulling out and watching the torrent of white cum glisten as it poured freely from her pulsating opening. The man marveled at her beauty and at how precious little girls are, especially after they've been fucked to sleep.

That night Tiffany dreamt of magical places, of far away kingdoms, and 'The Lord of Things'. She never once wondered why her mother or Garret's fiancé hadn't come up to check on her but she was glad that they didn't. Tiffany hasn't slept that well since the hotel but when she awakened, she realized that something had happened during her time with Garret. Life as she knew it would never be the same.

FIN