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People are too trusting. You put on a smile, act professional, hit them with a little flattery and you can get away with murder. Or in my case get away with being a twisted pervert. I don’t subject every customer I work for to my perversions, that’d be crazy. And I’d get caught. You have to pick and choose your targets carefully. Not go overboard. If I gave in to my basest desires at every chance, it’d lose some of its shine. It’s not a party if it happens every night, and I want every time to feel like a party.
For the past couple months I’d been on the same job. A full master bedroom addition for an older couple who’d just moved onto a few acres after they both retired from decades long government jobs. I’d subcontracted out a bit of the work, but when all was said and done the job had netted me enough cash to coast the rest of the year. If I wanted. I didn’t. I wanted what I call a dual purpose job. A little home improvement, a little darkness. Fortunately the phone call I got a week after finishing the job for the older couple, sounded promising. Her voice was sweet, young, lacking confidence.
"Hi, I um, my friend said you did some work for her. You put in some cabinets or something. Jackie. Her name was Jackie.’ The woman stammered.
"Jackie. Yes. I built out some storage in her laundry room.” I said, not mentioning I’d also raped her unconscious body for two hours straight, “What were you looking to get done, um, sorry I didn’t get your name.’
“God. Sorry. Sara. Sara Lowry. And I was wanting to put in a dog door. I’m planning to get a puppy for my daughters birthday, but wasn’t sure if I needed a whole door or what. Is that something you can do?’ Sarah asked.
"That is absolutely something I can do. I should be able to install one in your existing door. I’d just need to come by and see it. Take some measurements. When would be a good time?’ I asked.
"Well, I’ll be home from work around 5. I could do 5:30? Is that too short notice? I can really do any evening this week.’ Sarah offered.
"5:30 today works great Sarah. This is my cell, just text me your address and I’ll get you on the schedule. My name’s Adam by the way.’
"Gosh thank you Adam, Jackie said you were really great. I’ve had a few super crappy guys take advantage of me on house stuff before and left me feeling ripped off. I’ll send over the address right now.’ Sarah said, excitedly.
"Sorry to hear that, unfortunately there’s a lot of grifters in my line of work. I’ll see you this evening Sarah.’ I said and hung up the phone.
That evening, with tape measurer in hand I knocked on Sarah's door. I’d been hoping she’d be at least passably attractive, and was more than pleasantly surprised when she opened the door. Sarah was petite. Maybe 5’3” and under 110 pounds. Her brunette hair was up in a messy bun. Her eye shadow was dark, and accentuated her gray blue eyes. She wore an oversized sweatshirt and yoga pants. Her little legs poking out the bottom. I immediately noticed her bare feet, and her bright pink toenails. Her face was pretty, but she had a prominent nose, not massive, but it was probably something she was self conscious about. Fortunately for her I like a strong nose on a woman. But on second thought maybe that was more fortunate for me, not her.
“Adam, thank you so much. Come in. The doors in the kitchen.” Sarah said sweetly.
“You’re welcome. Shouldn’t take long to get some measurements. Do you know the size of dog yet?” I asked quietly as she led me into the kitchen.
“I’m not sure. I’m wanting to rescue, so it could be anything. We don’t want something giant, I know that.” Sarah said as she pointed to the backdoor. “Will that door work?”
“That door will definitely work. I’ll have to cut a hole in it. So once you have the doggy door, it’s there to stay or you get a new door.” I informed her.
“That’s fine by me. I’m just happy to not have to buy a whole new door. I’m a single mom so money can be tight.” Sarah said.
I knelt down at the door and began to take some measurements. Marking them down in my phones notes app. I could hear cartoons playing from somewhere in the house, and the sound of a child's giggles carried to my ears.
“I was raised by a single mom, so believe me I know. How old is your daughter?” I asked, standing up as I finished my quick and dirty measurements and inspection of the door.
They weren’t really necessary, but I wanted to scout out the place before I made any decisions about future dual purpose work. When Sarah answered, and called her daughter into the room, my mind was made up.
“Lexie is 7. And it’s about time for her dinner. Lexie! Dinner!” Sarah called out.
“Well in that case, I’ll get out of your hair. I got what I need. I’m going to run over to the hardware store now and price some doors for you, then send over an estimate. If that sounds good, I’m available any day this week to get it put in.”
Just then, Lexie ran into the kitchen, and skidded to a stop when she saw me standing there. Her eyes went wide, and she immediately hid behind her mother. Holding onto Sarah’s sweatshirt and peeking around at me.
“Hey there cutie! I have a niece around your age. Her name is Rose.” I winked at her.
“Like the flower.” Lexie asked in nearly a whisper.
“Just like the flower. And she’s as sweet as one too.” I laughed.
“Alright ladies you have a nice night. I’ll shoot you a text in a bit Sarah.”
Sarah loved the work bid I sent her that evening. Which how could she not, I was taking a loss. But she didn’t know that. I was scheduled to head over on Saturday afternoon. In the mean time I made preparations for my work. A job this delicate would take a few specialized tools. By the time Saturday arrived I was ready.
“Good afternoon ladies.” I said as Sarah led me inside again.
Lexie was sitting on the couch in the living room playing a game on her iPad. She didn’t hide this time, instead she popped her head over the back of the couch as I set my tools down and watched me work.
“We’re getting a doggy. Mommy said I can pick it out myself and name it. I want to name it George or Copper or Sugar.” Lexie said as I traced the stencil on the door for the cutout.
“Those are great names Lexie. You must have an awesome mommy. Only the best mommy's get their little girls puppy’s.” I told Lexie, and gave Sarah a wink.
“Yep, your mommy’s pretty much the best.” Sarah agreed.
I got the door prepped to cut, and lay out my tools. I brought out a drill and a large reciprocating saw.
“Alright ladies, this part is really loud. You all may want to head out for a bit. Or at least hide in the bedrooms. I promise it’s not a fun sound.” I warned them.
“Mommy! I don’t want to hear loud stuff!” Lexie immediately popped off the couch, looking worried.
“Okay sweetheart, how about we go on a walk while Mr. Adam does the loud stuff.” Sarah suggested, and I agreed that was for the best.
As soon as I heard the front door shut, I started drilling a pilot hole and cut out the space for the doggy door. Once I had it cut out, I set my tools down. I hurriedly moved to the kitchen counter. I’d spotted the bowl filled with keys and junk on my first trip over, and quickly pulled out Sarah’s keyring. She only had two keys aside from the one for her minivan, so I decided to just copy both of them to save time. I pulled out a small square of stiff wax and pressed both keys into it, leaving behind perfect impressions I could easily copy later. I stowed the wax in my toolbox and placed her keys back.
Part one of my vile plan completed, I went back to work. Actual work. After the hole was cut, it didn’t take me much longer to get the doggy door installed and my work area cleaned up. I loaded my tools into my truck, and plopped myself down on my tailgate, waiting for Sarah to come back from their walk. I saw them coming down the road, and Sarah started apologizing from 100 feet away.
“It’s okay! No worries really. Weathers great and my only plans tonight are to go hang out with my mom. I like to cook her dinner on Saturday nights.” I assured her when they got back home, seeing I was done with the job.
“Gosh that’s sweet. My parents live a few hours away, I’m jealous. And sorry, I thought it’d take longer. Lexie just had to go down the slides at the neighborhood playground.” Sarah apologized.
“Slides are the best. Almost as good as puppy’s.” I winked at Lexie. “Want to go see your doggy door?”
I showed them the door, and how to slip on the cover.
“Make sure you guys always keep the cover on if you’re gone and at night. It locks in pretty good, so nobody could get through it. I made sure to get the most secure one for you all.” I told Sarah as Lexie got on all fours and crawled through the doggy door.
I watched the little girl get down on her hands and knees. She was wearing white skin tight little spandex shorts and a purple tank top, and as she stretched herself through the door, the spandex pulled even tighter. I could tell she wasn’t wearing panties, and her little mound dragged across the bottom of the doggy door as she pulled herself through. Her little ass lifting up at the last moment, spreading her cheeks. I swear I could see the pucker of her little rosebud.
“I think you already have a dog. It’s a lexiedoodle.” I laughed.
“Not sure how I’m gonna handle her and puppy. But every kid needs a dog right?” Sarah asked seriously.
“Yes. Absolutely. And as a single mom, having a dog that will bark and make noise, is pretty great for peace of mind. My mom always had dogs for that reason.” I said as Lexie crawled back through the door, this time her wet pink tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted. “That sure is a cute doggie.” I said and patted Lexie on the head as she emerged back into the kitchen.
“Ruff!” Lexie barked, “I’m a puppy.”
“You’re something.” Sarah said, and pulled her checkbook from her purse. “Adam, thank you so much for getting this done so fast. And cheap. I priced some doors and I feel like you’re not charging enough."
I watched Lexie crawl across the kitchen and into the living room. She picked up a small water bottle and sucked down gulp after gulp of water.
“Mommy my water’s empty.” Lexie said. “Ruff!”
“I get a discount at my hardware store. And I’ll be honest, I wanted to make sure you all had this done right and safe. When you mentioned you’d gotten ripped off before it really pis... sorry, made me mad. So you might have gotten the friends and family price.” I winked. “And this way I know you’ll tell your friends. More work for me, and happy mommy and Lexiedoodle.”
Lexie brought her water bottle to Sarah.
“You can fill your own water Lex.” Sarah said as she wrote out the check.
“Real puppies drink from bowls right?” I laughed, winking at Sarah.
Sarah gave me a playful look, like she knew what was about to happen.
“I want a doggy bowl mommy!” Lexie went back to all fours and panted and begged at her mommy’s feet.
“Ugh. Okay Lexidoodle.” Sarah went and filled a small bowl with water and placed it on the floor in front of her daughter.
Lexie crawled over and began lapping at the water. Her little tongue darting in and out. Water dripping from the tip. Her tiny butt up in the air and wiggling. I had to pry my eyes away as Sarah handed the check over.
“Thank ya ma’am. Here’s a few of my cards. I’ll take any work you can send my way. Let me know if you all ever have any more issues. I’m pretty handy with most house stuff.”
Sarah and Lexie walked me out to my truck. Both of them beaming. Sarah even gave me a little hug, and I patted little Lexie’s head again. Letting my fingers run through her soft blonde hair. Her big blue eyes looking up at me like a puppy. I left and began the waiting game. Patience was key, but I knew I couldn’t wait too long. If I did, I could show up and be greeted by a yapping puppy. But as long as I did the next step right, that shouldn’t matter too much.
Using a small grinder and a couple key blanks I made copies of Sarah’s two keys. I lay the finished cut keys back into the wax molds and they were perfect fits. Next I made a little order from an online pharmacy where degenerates like me can procure special items. Mine arrived in only a few days. Thank God for expedited shipping. The extra cost was worth every cent. I prepped my concoction, having spent a few years dialing it into a dastardly little chemical amalgamation of my own making.
Finally I felt ready, and felt that enough time had passed for me to make my move. That was another part of the patience play. You move in too fast, right after the jobs done, you’re the first suspect if shit goes wrong. Wait a couple weeks. Longer if you can stomach it, and you’re a distant memory. Especially when the victims have nothing but warm memories of you. The first step was making sure my keys worked, I parked my truck a mile away and left my phone at home so I’d have a digital alibi. Then meandered my black clad self to Sarah’s house. The home had two front porch lights on either side of the covered entry. I slinked up the side of her house, sticking to the shadows and carefully unscrewed the two lightbulbs just enough for them to go dark. Then I snuck onto the porch and slid the first key into the lock. It didn’t budge.
“Shit.” I muttered, but had another chance.
The next key slid into the lock like butter, I twisted it every so carefully and the deadbolt slid free. The front door opened without a sound. Sarah’s entryway dark. Further down the hall was lit by a single lamp in the living room. I paused, heart thumping, my face covered by a black knit mask. Lexie’s room was to the right, Sarah’s around the corner past the living room. I slid my shoes off, my socks making no sound as I crept towards Sarah’s room.
Inside my backpack was my special concoction, and I slipped it out as I pressed myself through Sarah’s halfway opened bedroom door. Her room was nearly pitch black, just a hint of moonlight seeping through her blinds. Shafts of soft moonlight cast a heavenly glow onto the sleeping body in the bed. I took measured steps until I was standing right next to Sarah. Her breathing was slow and measured, deep asleep. She was a side sleeper. Perfect. Even better she was facing away from me.
With my special sauce held in one hand, I very slowly slid her comforter off her backside, each inch exposing more of her body to me. Through the hazy light I could see that Sarah slept in only panties and a loose t shirt. Her milky bare thighs glowed. Calling me to them. But no touching. Not yet. Her little ass stuck out, her body curled up like a sleeping baby. Sarah’s white panties clung tight to her ass. I reached my hand out towards one of her perky little cheeks. The tiny needle of my syringe passed through the thin fabric of her cotton panties, and into the fat of her ass. She didn’t even stir as I pushed the plunger down and released my custom crafted compound that would soon render her completely unconscious.
Sarah now sedated, I slipped the used syringe back into my small backpack and moved my way across the house to Lexie’s room. Drawing out her special surprise as I reached her door. I purposely used the smallest syringe I could feasibly deliver my toxins with and so far hadn’t had a single victim wake from the piercing. Sure, sometimes they squirmed or made an annoyed grunt, but sleep was great at masking small discomforts and bodily functions.
Lexie’s door was wide open, a lamp on her dresser casting soft yellow light across her bed. Her tiny form tangled in a mess of blankets, pillows and stuffed animals. My entire body quivered as I stood over her. Taking in every inch of her laying below me. I couldn’t wait for her to be mine. Her skinny little girl legs were interlaced with a blanket. Her head stuffed halfway under a pillow. I lifted her long sleep shirt off her tiny hips, my hand shaking. Like her mom she had cotton panties underneath. Lexie’s were baby blue with little pink stripes.
It took all of my willpower to not run my hand up the backside of her soft thigh as I pressed the syringe into her tiny cheek. Lexie shifted as the liquid seeped into her bloodstream, a tiny whimper escaping her mouth. But she didn’t wake. I pulled the needle from her skin and watched her roll over onto her stomach. Fully exposing her little ass to me, her sleep shirt scrunched up over her hips.
It’d take a bit for my venom to settle in, but I couldn’t help myself as I gently nudged one of her legs open. Spreading her just the slightest bit so I could better see the flat pot of honey between her legs. Her panties stretched tight, the softest skin in the world to either side of her little fabric covered mound. I could almost taste it. My mouth watered. But I waited. I retreated from her room and went and sat on the couch. Watching the clock. My mental timer counting down. My cock already rock hard in my black sweatpants. While I waited I took a drink from my water bottle and swallowed a tiny little pill that would allow me to work longer.
The clock on the microwave hit 2am, I’d waited more than long enough. First stop was Sarah’s room. I pulled the comforter off her face, and stuck my finger under her nose. Shallow breath cooled against my digit. Next I placed two fingers just below her earlobe to feel for a pulse. Sarah’s heart pattered softly, perfectly slowed from my little jab of Adam’s sleep aide. I gave Sarah a nudge, testing the waters. She didn’t budge, moan, or react. Her body in the deepest sleep of her life. I picked up her left arm and dropped it. She was pliable and her arm fell onto the bed with a thud.
“Good mommy.” I whispered, my breath already coming faster.
Sarah’s blinds were cracked, her curtains pulled open. I shut both, hiding us from the outside world and turned on the two lamps on either side of her bed.
“That’s more like it.”
Slowly I slid the sheet and comforter from Sarah’s body. She lay on her back, her legs splayed apart. Her panties on full display. I ran my hands up her legs, slipping them onto her inner thighs. Kneading my way up her flesh. She was warm. Hot even. I gripped her legs just under the hem of her panties. Flexing my fingers to push and pull at her skin. Soaking up the feel of her. I hooked my fingers into her white panties and pulled them slowly down her legs. Savoring every little inch of her that got exposed. Next went her shirt. I lay her clothes neatly on the floor. Sarah now lay on her back fully naked. Her breasts lay flat against her, both a good handful. She was petite, but had the softest pillows on her chest. Her areolas a pinkish brown, her nipples little dimes begging to be sucked and nibbled on.
I ran my hands over her mouth, parting her lips. Down her neck. Over her tits. Grasping at both of them. My cock screamed in my pants. My fingers traveled over her flat stomach, feeling her abs. I nudged her legs wider, spreading her sweet mommy cunt. She had just a small strip of hair, kept trim. Sarah had thin pussy lips but a prominent mons, it curved outward from her flat tummy. Her spread lips exposed her clit and her thin flowery inner lips. I cupped her mons, pressing against it. Pushing her down into the bed. My thumb ran over her clit, rolling it in circles. I leaned down and kissed her spread slit. Running my tongue up and down. Tasting her. Committing her taste to memory and to compare to the next prize I’d taste.
I left Sarah laying there spread legged and naked. I practically skipped down the hall to Lexie’s room. She was still on her stomach, her little ass making the perfect hump under her blankets. I folded her comforter off her, leaving it easy to put back in place later, and slid my arms under the tiny girl. She weighed nothing as I lifted her off the bed. I held her tiny body against me as we walked to mommy’s room. I could feel her small breath on my neck. Her legs dangled free, limp and lifeless.
Back in Sarah’s room I lay little 7 year old Lexie down next to her mother and stripped her naked. I positioned both girls on their backs next to each other. Lexie shared the same milky skin tone as her mommy. Her hair lighter though. More childish. Lexie’s pelvic mound was wide like her moms, but her little slit was perfectly smooth and bald. Her lips puffy and hiding her tiny clit within. I gently spread her legs like mommy’s, making her lips part. She was so pink inside. Light pink and moist. Mommy was a darker shade of pink. Her flower more visible.
I stood at the foot of the bed and pulled a little digital camera from my bag and took a few pictures of them laying naked, side by side. I leaned down and got close to their pussies. Taking close up shots of each. I stowed my camera away and crawled onto the bed and stood over them both.
I stripped my clothes, a leg on either side of them. My cock standing straight up, harder than I could remember it ever being. I started stroking myself, looking down on them. Their chests rising and falling so slowly, bodies unmoving. If I didn't know better, they’d seem dead. But they weren’t. They were warm. Alive. All mine.
I had a few rules in these special scenarios. Rules I tried my best not to break, but there had been a few slip ups over the past few years. Sometimes it’s hard to not leave a little cum here and there. Especially when the hole is oh so warm and tight. I loved entering my girls bare, but if I really needed to cum inside them I’d slip on a thin condom for the final thrusts. If the girl was a virgin, I left her intact. Fortunately for Lexie, she’d get to keep hers. But I’d still have my fun. There were lots of holes to play with.
I dropped to my knees between my two girls. I pushed both their heads to the side and pried their mouths open. When I’d first started this method of molesting, I’d been shocked at how doll like and pliable my girls were. It’s like even in their unconscious state, they knew just how to make me cum.
I started with Sarah’s mouth. Always saving the best for last. My cock wasn’t huge, but not tiny. It was perfect. At least to me. It was thick enough to fill a woman, but not so thick I couldn’t enter my favorite treat. Little girls. I wouldn’t stretch and tear them, but if they were awake to feel me, they’d surely be gasping and moaning for more.
I pressed my swollen head into Sarah’s warm mouth. I slid a hand under her cheek and held her mouth up and started to slowly fuck her mouth. My other hand exploring her naked body. As I pushed my cock to the back of her throat, I pinched her nipples hard. Even in her half dead state, her throat constricted, her mouth reacting to something being shoved deep inside her. I didn’t care though. She felt so warm and wet. I laced my hand into her hair and bobbed her head back and forth on my cock, fucking her mouth. I pulled out with a satisfying pop. My cock wet. Her mouth hanging open. Her eyes shut tight. I crawled my naked body over her, dragging my skin across hers and over to Lexie.
I lay myself on top of tiny Lexie. Smothering her nakedness with my body. My cock rubbing against her skinny little thighs. I moved up her and knelt beside her head and propped it up with a pillow. Her tiny mouth barely fit my cock, and I shuddered as her white teeth dragged across my shaft. Just the right bit of pressure. Her little face was so soft under my hands as I moved her mouth back and forth. Rubbing my cock head over her tongue and teeth. I pulled my cock out and lay it on her face. She was so little, my cock went from chin to forehead. Making her seem even smaller. Precum glistened at my tip so I pressed it on her cheek and slid it across to her mouth. Leaving a snail trail of love. Her chest was perfectly flat. Her nipples just tiny bb’s. I played with them as I rubbed my cock on her face.
I rolled over Lexie and lay myself between the two girls. I grabbed both of their closet hands and placed them on my cock, using their limp hands to rub and stroke me. My big hand dwarfed Lexie's, and I was able to wrap her tiny fingers around my shaft, and place her mommy’s hand over hers. They unknowingly jerked my cock. Lexie so light her body kept shifting into me. My cock kept leaking precum, making their hands wet. Little Lexie’s slick hand slid up and down my shaft. Over and over. My hips fucking her palm.
I needed to taste her. I grabbed Lexie and lifted her up and lay her on her back on top of her mommy’s body. I leaned down and kissed Lexie. Sliding my tongue deep into her tiny mouth. Her little tongue so wet and warm. Her breath hot. I perfectly spread both mommy and daughters legs so Lexie’s lay right on her mommy’s. Lexie’s ass settled on mommy’s pelvic mound. I crawled between their spread legs. Both pussies open for me. A tiny one, on top of a woman’s spread slit.
First I mounted Lexie. Laying my rock hard shaft between her puffy folds, spreading them. I thrust my hips back and forth. Fucking her slit and leaving her hole untouched. Next I teased my head at mommy’s entrance. Shuddering at how warm it was. I got my cock head wet from teasing it at her entrance, knowing that even in deep sleep she’d get wet for me. I kissed down Lexie’s body and over her mound. Sucking and nibbling at her young flesh. I let out a deep gutteral moan when my tongue finally tasted Lexie’s tiny seven year old slit. It was clean. Bathed before bed. She was sweet. The lightest pink I’d ever seen.
I spread her lips wider, exposing her tiny little bud and sucked on it, lapping it. I let my drool coat her puffy bald pussy. My tongue running down and flicking into her virgin hole. I swirled my tongue around her hole over and over, then let my wet appendage slide over her perinium and taste her tight rosebud. Her little asshole so perfect. I got it soaking wet and slid my pointer finger into Lexie’s asshole. Her body jerked and moved with my finger fucking. Her flesh grinding against her mommy. I slid two fingers from my other hand into mommy’s pussy. Fucking her hole as I fingered her little daughters tight asshole. Their bodies shook the bed. Sarah’s pussy growing more wet. I lifted Lexie’s hips off her mommy and into the air. I buried my face into her pussy and ass. Sucking the life from her. Soaking up her tiny scent and taste. My cock screamed and I couldn’t take it anymore.
I lay Lexie back onto mommy and pressed my cock to Lexie’s virgin hole. I didn’t enter her, just rubbed my head around her entrance and teased it at her asshole. It took all my twisted will power not to flip her over and fuck her tiny ass. Leaving my cum deep inside her. But I resisted. Instead I drew my cock further down and slid myself into mommy. Her fully relaxed body, limp from the drugs, accepted me easily. I didn’t stop pushing until my bare, throbbing cock was deep inside her. My stomach pressing against Lexie’s spread sex.
I started fucking mommy. In and out. Holding myself steady with Lexie’s hips and legs. Each deep thrust made my pelvic bone slam in Lexie’s little cunt. Over and over. Faster. Harder. Their bodies jiggling on each other. Lexie’s head lulled to the side. I leaned down and kissed her. Forcing my tongue deep into her mouth as I buried my cock into mommy, grinding my precum inside her womb.
I could feel my cum building. Begging to release inside Sarah. But my seed wasn’t for mommy. It was for my special little girl. I arched my back and slid in and out of Sarah, grabbing Lexie’s hips and pulling her back and forth. If I looked down it almost looked like I was fucking Lexie, and that was enough to make me cum.
I slid my cock out of mommy and lay it on Lexie’s slit. I grabbed her little hands and placed them on my cock and pressed them down, making a little hand and slit sandwich. I fucked her slit with my cock that was soaked with her mommy’s juices. I cried out, moaning as my cock erupted. My first shot of cum squirting up past her mound, and onto her tiny chest and onto her neck. I grinded my hips into her, pushing her little hands down on top of my shaft as I milked each shot of cum out onto her stomach, hands and tiny little pink slit. When the last of my seed spilled onto her little girl flesh, I lay her hands on her stomach and looked down. Her little pink slit now covered with my sticky white cum. My seed dripped down over her clit and hole, dripping onto her mommy’s deep pink pussy.
I started at Lexie’s neck and sucked and lapped the cum from her neck and chest. Working my way downwards. I savored every salty glob of my cum that I sucked off her flesh. Moving down to her perfect little girl pussy. I covered her entire mound with my mouth and gulped every drop of me off her. Moaning the entire time. Next was mommy’s turn. My cum slathered on her pussy, but I made sure she was all clean by the time I was done.
I quickly grabbed my camera and took a few more pictures of Lexie laying spread eagle on top of her mommy. Making sure to get close ups of their used pussies. I then grabbed tiny little Lexie and carried her back to her room where I used unscented wet wipes to clean her little body. Her fingers. Her chest. Her face. I paid extra attention to her tiny little slit. Savoring our last moments together. When she was sparkling clean I dressed her back in her panties and long night shirt and tucked her back in bed with a kiss on her little mouth.
“Good night my sweet girl. Sweet dreams.” I cooed.
Back in Sarah’s room I did the same with her. Cleaning all traces of our love making from her flesh. I redressed her in her cotton panties and shirt. Kissing her a few times as I did. Wanting to taste her mouth. I tucked her back under the covers and turned the lamps off.
“Good night Mommy. Thank you for sharing your little angel with me.” I said with one last kiss.
With my girls all clean and tucked back in bed, I made a once over of the house. Making sure all was as it was on my arrival. I slung my bag over my shoulder. I locked the door on my way out, and screwed the front porch lights back into place. Illuminating the driveway and front yard. I then slunk off into the darkness towards my waiting truck.
You’d think the hardest part after committing such a heinous act would be the sense of pending doom. Knowing that any moment police could kick down your door and drag you into a concrete box for the rest of your life. But that was just part of the game for me. An expected outcome at some point. However the hardest part for me was not going back the next night and reliving my deviousness over and over again. But that was against the rules. If I wanted to play with someone again, I forced myself to wait at least two weeks, a full month if my cock could handle it.
That was my plan with Sarah and Lexie. They weren’t a one time thing. They were too sweet. Getting to play with a little girl like Lexie was rare, and one and done wasn’t in our future. My game plan was to wait a full month before visiting again, but 10 days after our night together Sarah called. She needed a dog house built. The sound of her voice, cheery, sweet, oblivious, was music to my ears. Round 2 was on the books, and this time I don’t think I’ll be able to resist the call of sweet little Lexie’s virgin sex.