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 Title: The Coffee Shop, Chapter 7
Codes: Mgg, Fgg, cons, rom, ped, oral

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   The Coffee Shop

   Chapter Seven

   Behind me, where I could not see, Missy had continued her nibbling
kisses down Kimmy's tummy, to the top of her cunt slit, kissing lightly
Kimmy's little hooded clit.  I could hear, though, I could hear Kimmy's
baby whines, "mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, yeah, Missy, kiss it there, Missy,
please, please kiss it there," she was pleading, "I like it so much when
you kiss my cunny right there, Missy."

   I also couldn't see that Missy, in her caresses of the child's chest,
hips and thighs, had drawn Kimmy's tiny soft feet forward a bit more, and
now used the little toes of those feet to massage her erect nipples. 
Kimmy's tiny toes curled against Missy's hard nipples at the tickling
sensation as Missy continued her wet mouthing of the child cunt up and down
the length of her puffy girl slit, curling her tongue from Kimmy's open
bum, and back up the slit to tickle at her tiny pink baby clit.

   I breathed in, long and slow, the scent of Kristy's little cunt. 
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," I purred, bringing my hands up to the sides of her chest,
rubbing the flats of my thumbs across her pulsing nipples, rolling them
gently around under my thumbs, then holding her firmly in my grip by the
sides of her chest and gliding my hands down across her smooth skin, to her
narrow angular hips, and around to her supple little butt, stopping with
the fingers of my right hand resting in the crack of her warm ass, its heel
pressed softly into the boyish indention at the side of her little round
ass, and my left hand cupping the bottom curve of her right cheek.

   "Oh god, Kristy," I whispered, "oh fuck, baby, your little hot cunt
smells so fucking good, honey," and kissed the hard edge of her right hip.

   I was breathing hard, now, harder than ever before, and my cock was
juking freely, aching for contact.  "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," I continued to purr,
caressing the length of Kristy's smooth right leg with my left hand,
causing her to flex downward just slightly, making her little cunt slit
begin to part, her swollen inner labia open, revealing the raw pink flesh
of her fourth grade pussy.  Panting, I kissed down across her pelvis
diagonally toward the vertical opening of her beautiful soft child cunt,
surrounded by her swollen little vulva.  Reaching behind her with my right
hand, I blindly found Kimmy's little face and head, the softness of her
hair under my hand.  Softly, I brushed her hair back onto her little cheek
and felt the contours or her mouth, her lips parted and warm air coming in
little breaths as Missy had begun to slowly tongue fuck the child's tiny
cunt.  Gently, I slipped my ring finger into the child's mouth, and she
began to breathe through her nose and suckle my finger while I moved it
lightly across her tiny tongue.

   Having brought my hand back up Kristy's thigh one more time to nestle up
underneath her, the edges of my fingers buried in the warm wet folds of her
pussy, I kissed the front of her cunt lip, mouthing it whole, my lower lip
into her wet slit, my upper in the space between her thigh and cunt.  I
watched her stomach collapse as I moved my mouth and dragged my tongue
sideways up her slit, tasting her tangy juice, and feeling more of it flow
slickly down onto my fingers.  I felt her left thigh tighten against the
side of my neck and face as she stiffened that leg, and lifted her other
one up some, digging her toes into the tufted leather upholstery of the
bench.

   "Yeah, baby, good girl, honey," I said, flicking my tongue against her
swollen clit, "good baby for Daddy, honey, and brought my hand around to
the front of her bare pussy, reaching under her again from the front now,
pressing the heel of my hand into her et cunt, and bringing my big middle
finger up into her slit, tickling at her ass hole.

   "Oh God," she let escape her mouth in a gasp, panting and flexing and
making her tiny anus open some more, cunt juice flowing out onto my wrist
and down my forearm.  "Oh god, yeah," she whispered out hard, throwing back
her head and hair, holding onto my shoulder with her left hand and bringing
her right up to her hard left nipple, pinching it lightly.

   "Fuck...please," she breathed.

   I tickled her bum hole a few more times, curling my finger in her crack
and then dragging it across her tiny pucker, pushing the first segment into
her opening and wiggling it as she tried to work herself onto it, flexing
her legs and pushing down in little pumps, whining out, "yeah," with each
little downward thrust of her small body.  Gently, slowly, I retracted it
one last time, and now slipped it forward into the wetness of her cunt,
moving and tilting my wrist, and pushing it slowly, wiggling inside and
stretching her little cunt, her girl flesh enveloping my finger until it
was pushed to the hilt up inside her baby womb, my knuckles pressed into
the warm, wet flesh of her pussy, my lips still sucking at her hard clit,
tongue flicking at it under the pink child flesh in which it was shrouded.

   Kimmy's teeth brushed hard against my finger and she nearly bit down and
I felt her tiny body begin to shake, Missy suckling the girl cum from her
tiny body as she cried out without words again, "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," thrusting and jerking against
Missy's mouth, flowing her sweet cum juice into Missy's sucking mouth.

   As little Kimmy's cries just began to subside, and she resumed her
suckling on my finger, but not frantically now, rather soft and gentle as
if it was her own thumb, Kristy's body stiffened, and she cried out, "Oh my
god, I'm gonna cummmmmmmm againnnnnnnnn," and her body also began to shake
and she squeezed my finger hard with her little cunt, gushing warm sweet
baby cum into my waiting mouth.  I drank from her sweet river, then,
slaking it back and down my throat, sucking her swollen pussy, swallowing
her juices and murmuring out, "good baby girl, good baby girl to give me
your baby cunt juice, honey."

   How I fucking loved them all.  Oh god, how I fucking loved them all, and
always would.

   Sunlight gleamed through the big plate glass west window as the day
began to draw to a close; warm and soft, it bathed us in its promise of
tomorrow, of another day together, us four, we two, all one.

   Kimmy's suckling upon my finger had increased in time with the suckling
of her aunt Missy at her tiny soft cunt, and now Missy's hand moved up,
closing over the back of mine and squeezing it lightly.  "It's time," I
heard her say, "it's time, Daddy, time for you, now, baby."

   My eyes closed and I was still.

   Kristy put a hand on each of my shoulders, and I opened my eyes and
looked up her, smiling down at me, "gonna fuck my little wet cunt, now,
daddy?' she asked, still breathless.

   I shook my head slowly back and forth, and felt the warmth of Missy's
hand squeezing mine again, slowly lifting it out of Kimmy's wet mouth, and
placing it against the side of the five-year old's face under her own. 
With her other, she continued to caress little Kimmy's body, dreamy and
warm and happy.

   "Yes, please, honey," I intoned evenly, lest too much noise awaken me
from this place, "yes, honey, please," I replied again, "fuck me, baby,
fuck me with your little cunt, honey."

   She sank down in front of me, her knees on the bench at either side of
my thighs, looking in my eyes, her upper lip wet with sweat.

   We kissed, and I grasped my cock with my left hand, stroking it, and
hearing Missy's soft voice through the kiss, "yeah, Daddy, fuck her little
cunt, please, Daddy, fuck my little cunt, Daddy."

   "Oh fuck, baby," I breathed softly, milking even more clear precum from
my cock.

   Kristy was moving, even as we kissed, lowering her little bottom and
pussy nearer my hard waiting cock, until her little soft bum crack brushed
against my cockhead and I felt the warm wetness of her pussy lips.

   "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, baby," I panted.

   "Yeah, please," I whined, arching up, throwing my head backward and out
of our kiss.

   Kristy smiled so widely at me, then, her hands still on my shoulders,
and began slowly pumping her tiny cunt down onto my cock.

   I rested my left hand on her hip, helping to steady her tiny body,
helping to push her down onto my cock.

   "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww," I breathed out so long, arching up into
her little tight cunt, panting

   Kristy lurched forward as my cock slowly plunged inside her, putting her
head on my left shoulder, and holding on tight.  My hand slid under her
little ass, gripping her flesh at the place where my cock was penetrating
her cunt flesh.  I looked across the table at Missy, who let go of my other
hand now, which I also brought down to Kristy round little ass.  Missy
gathered the spent little Kimmy from the table into her chest, cradling her
close against herself, and letting her head rest upon her shoulder her
little bare butt at the edge of the table.

   "Ohhhhhhh fuck, baby," I looked at Missy, her eyes meeting mine, warm
and inviting.

   "Mhm," she said softly, "fuck that little cunt, Daddy, fuck that little
warm cunt for your baby, Daddy."

   Our eyes stayed locked as I kept my hands on Kristy soft, round little
bum, and she began to fuck my hard cock, pumping purposefully up and down,
thrusting as far down as she could, driving the length of my cock deep
inside her cunt.

   So slow at first, she kept her body in a singular plane with these
thrusts, but as she increased her pace, she began to move in circular
motions, and was lifting high enough my cock sprang from her body each
time, only to have her plunge back down, panting and whimpering in my ear
with each sweet thrust..

   I looked at Missy, my eyes wild and glazed.

   "Cum, Daddy," she said, then, "cum, baby."

   I gripped Kristy's waist and bucked up hard, pushing her down into my
lap, and screamed out, melting in Missy's eyes, and poured every bit of
myself into that little girl, her sweet little girl cunt milking my hard
cock in spasms.

   "I love you," I collapsed, "I love you, darling."
   The End