That night, Sharon and I had sex while Becka slept. I had told Becka many times that you did not need to love someone to have sex with them. She understood that completely from watching many hours of hardcore porn with me at home. She saw how nice people were to eachother while they were having the various types of sex, and after all the discord and argument she was brought up with, sex to her was almost as good as love. Sharon told me while we were having sex that she had had an abortion only a month and a half ago,  but that she would let me cum inside her anyway, because this was a really special occasion for her, seeing Becka gettting fucked and all. I have to admit that I wanted her to conceive from me.., even if it meant another abortion six months from now.
  There was another reason she let me cum inside her: She wanted to get on my good side so I would let her eat Becka out while she slept in her pearl-colored nightie with no panties. After Sharon's fiery red haired pussy seduced the millions of  potential children out of my co-operative penis and I lay on top of her, my prick subsiding, she asked me. I replied that Becka would say yes if she were awake, so she could go ahead and go after the sleeping four-year-old's cum-filled cunt. Sharon turned on a dim, D.C., romantic, red light she had brought in with her from the car. Becka, laying in her right side, curled up, did not stir. Sharon delicately pulled the sheet and blanket down, off of the child, and straightened the kids legs. She turned Becka on her back. We could both see the  little girl's cunt underneath the see-through nightie. We both stared in wonder and amazement at Becka, with her flat chest and straight hips. What a sight she was, knowing that she was capable of any and all sexual activities. Becka knew how to keep a secret, too.
  Sharon took hold of the girl's right ankle and I took her left and we slowly opened her legs.  Sharon liffted up gracefully on Becka's nightie, exposed her cunt, and bent to sniff it's fragrance. She looked at me with a stunned expression. You never, ever get used to the scent of a little girl who has just had sex. It is one of the most vital and invigorating experiences you will ever have.  It is unimagineable. I leaned over to smell the little girl's crotch, too, and had to use all of my willpower to not start eating it myself. All of her immature juices were mingling, combining and de-composing with the sperm of two of my loads, given with total love.  Her pussy had been brought to sexual life and her reproductive system was shifting into activity, spurred by her sexual activity. All her little hormones and fluids and responses were changing.
  Sharon dropped to her elbows over Becka's little muff. Even for an experienced child lover like her, it was not every day she got to make love to a four year old who was sexually active. Then, she went for it. First, it was straight laps up the slit. I could hear Sharon licking her lips and bringing my cum and Becka's to her throat. I listened and watched for the swallows. Sharon gradually ran her tongue deeper between the pre-schooler's glistening labia, and kept running the tip of her tongue in up strokes. I would have given anything to know  whether Sharon felt any hardening from Becka's clit when her tongue first ran over it. I had never eaten Becka while she slept. Maybe that would change.
  Then, Sharon reached up and gently but firmly pulled the girl's labia apart. I could see her getting excited by the sharp movements in her hips. She was going after my little girl's clitoris. Sharon brought her legs under her in a kneeling position and put pillows under Becka's ass. She alternated between vigorously massaging above the still-sleeping Becka's clitoris and diving onto it with her tongue tip.
  "Oh! what do we have here?" she commented,  pawing at Becka's pink crease and the love button inside. I grabbed a flashlight. There it was.  Something I had seen many times before but still gave me a rail. Her clit, standing as proof that little girls are the best,  most potent and most giving sexual partners in the world. Sharon stared for a moment, and lay a crystal on it. Becka moaned. I clicked the flashlight off as Sharon descended on the four-year-old, determined to bring the child into the fantasy land of orgasm.
  I had never seen such expert cunt lapping and sucking. Sharon now had Becka's lower body up on her own, and was bent in an extreme arch to accomodate the girl. I couldn't see much, but from the eagerness and relentlessness of Sharon's lesbian cunnilingus, it really did look like she was literally eating Becka. Becka began rocking her head and whining, still asleep. She then clutched at the sheets with her fingernails, scratching at them and then gyrating her hips. She started to cry, even though asleep. It was a mysterious sound to hear. She kept rocking her head. Sharon kept lapping, sucking and massaging, going faster and faster. Becha was now crying and opened her eyes sporadically.  I wasn't even sure if she still was asleep or not. Her hips then bucked into Sharon's mouth three times and Becka screamed. She kept screaming as Sharon consumed every ounce of the little girl's orgasm and wiggeld her curled finger inside the little girl on her g-spot.
  I brushed Becka's face with my hand. I kissed her forehead. As her hips stopped bucking and Sharon stopped making love to the girl's crotch, the screams stopped. I looked up and saw Sharon swallow the last of Becka's gift. It is a sight I'll never forget, her throat muscles tightening, up and then down, devouring my little girl's essence. I said to Becka, "I love you, darling..." I waited a sec and asked, "Are you awake?" She sleepily whined, "I just want to go to sleep now, daddy.", and rolled onto her right side again. Sharon and I were both amazed. We couldn't figure out whether she had been awake the whole time, or had just come to consciousness. Either way,  Sharon had brought her to a screaming orgasm with her mouth. Something I had been unable to do. I realized I needed Sharon, and so did Becka.