She did not resent this liberty of mine, but seemed rather pleased. What thighs, so round and chubby, what a lovely bottom and as smooth as silk. I moulded it, patted it, squeezed it, ran my fingers in between the cheeks, then in under her thighs which she had separated by instinct. My hand grasped her fat, springy, hairless cunnie that protruded so admirably from the graceful swell of her belly. I ran my fingers ever so gently in between the tight lips that now were quite moist. She liked it. for her bottom began to squirm and clutch slyly on my other hand that held it so lovingly. I asked her what she called this I was feeling? she replied: “My, birdie that's where I pee out of.”

Not a blush came to her sweet, rosy face all the while, so innocent was she, for she knew no wrong. She instinctively kissed me very sweetly as I toyed with her dear little love nest. I could have loved to have put the head of my now rampart cock against those two closed lips of her darling cunt, but restrained myself, as I had given my word of honor to her mother I should not do any more than feel the various charms of her delightful young body. I felt her tits, large for one so young, forming two very nice round globes which, when fully matured would set the hearts of men on fire to kiss or fondle them as I was now doing. To all my handling she leant herself most freely and seemed to enjoy it immensely. I lifted up her dress and beheld a glorious white and supple body with all its alluring invitations I pulled up her panties as high as they would possibly go. My, what a sight to see her bottom tightly encased in them and drawing the twin globes together! I patted it again and again, fascinated by the sight and the feel of them.