Terror overcame my pedosexual lust and I jerked my shaking hand from beneath the child's dress. Since I've never married and don't have kids, I hadn't been in a playground since childhood. Afterward I handed Cathy a soft drink from the mini-bar, spread out the game board and tried to figure out how it was played.
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Instead, I reached down to slowly lift the hem of the little play dress up to expose her plump tummy.
The futility of the situation drained all the enthusiasm from the thing in my pants.
Still averting her eyes, she pointed a stumpy finger at the rigid penis bouncing and dripping in my lap.
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The kid peeled her hands from her face, gripped my knees for support, then lifted her knobby little knees one after another to plant the soles of her clunky shoes on the chair cushion, astride my thighs.
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Is that right?
Since I've never married and don't have kids, I hadn't been in a playground since childhood.
So I played along, only too happy to share her nasty little game.
She squirmed her soft belly more firmly into my arm, curled her tiny fingers around my wrist and whimpered softly, "Don't touch me