He did lean down and lick around her finger, sucking up the juice that shot out of her clenching snatch.

Annie sighed. His wet tongue sliding up and down her juicy finger and over her pouting cunt lips and occasionally flicking inside her hot little hole right next to her probing finger made her dizzy.

Hal was dizzy, too. He sucked up the tangy joy juice welling out of the little girl’s slot and his pecker jerked and swelled with unrestrained joy. His pants front was soaked, and he didn’t care. He couldn’t think of anything but that fantastic little girl hole. It was too small. He knew that. But he licked her whole crotch, his eyes inches away from her slot, staring at the shiny, smooth, glistening flesh between the girl’s legs. Her finger drove up and down in her hole, cunt juice bubbling around it on each stroke and creating a fresh froth of moisture that he was eager to lick up as fast as it came.

“Maybe… maybe I can help you, darling… ” Hal whispered hoarsely.

The middle-aged man knew he couldn’t go on much longer this way. He was going to shoot all over himself. And he had to have his hands on the little girl’s hot, pulsating flesh when he did. He just had to.

Annie took her little finger out of her warm hole and stared in wonder as Hal put his hand on her crotch. His fingers were tanned brown and they contrasted sharply with her gleaming white skin.

He inched his hand down and Annie sighed. It felt so good, having his hand there. It was warm and felt comfortable.

And then she saw what he was going to do and her breath caught in her throat and it seemed like she couldn’t breathe even the littlest bit. He was going to put his big, brown finger in her tiny pink hole and his finger seemed SO big!

Annie closed her eyes. She wanted to say no! But she also wanted to have that big thing inside her, touching her in there where she couldn’t reach and where Hal’s tongue wouldn’t go.