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The Little Whore

- by Alvo Torelli

(Mg, Mdom, prost)

 

First I offered the child some sweet candy

only if she would give me a kiss

She said "Oh sir, yes that would be dandy!"

and her lips pressed to mine, oh what bliss

 

When we parted I smiled as she left me,

thinking there would be time for much more

We'd established the facts then quite plainly:

little blondie is naught but a whore.

 

The next time that the preteen was present

I suggested she sit in my lap

So that I could give her something pleasant:

a new toy that she'd want to unwrap

 

As she wiggled and squirmed with great pleasure

she had no thought just what that would do

Her eyes gleamed at the sight of her treasure

as the worm in my pants quickly grew

 

The progression went on nearly daily

as I groomed my sweet chick to her lot

Soon inured to my touches she'd gaily

let me feel up her tits and her twat

 

Just as long as I brought her new treasures

something shiny or pretty and fun

She'd allow me my intimate pleasures

and thus slowly my lass was undone

 

Came the day when she let me undress her

as she played with a new pretty toy

There was no sign that I did distress her

when I brought out my pride and my joy

 

In my lap the sweet child ground her cunt lips

'gainst my throbbing erection so long

And I held her quite tight by her small hips

trying hard for this trick to prolong

 

But the child was so sweet and so pretty

and her cunt felt so good on my dick

As she ground with her wet little kitty

cum exploded from my throbbing prick

 

The next time I gave her a new bracelet

and we played out our intimate game

I scooped up the warm seed so she'd taste it

oh the child had become just so tame

 

Then at last it was time for her new gift

'twas a ring that I gave her for luck

Oh so happy her grinding was quick-swift

but I lifted her up for a fuck

 

The sweet child screamed aloud as I pricked her

and her thin cherry went by the way

She at once understood I had tricked her

and quite slowly I'd led her astray

 

But the child wants her nice daily present

she's addicted to glittery things

So she knows she will treat me quite pleasant

spread her legs, daily take in my sting

 

Yes my sweet little blonde is now clearly

a delectable eight-year-old ho

And if you'd like to use her severely

bring a treat and she'll give you a go


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