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They know I prefer a nude pussy-mound to a hairy, bush-covered one. I recalled a TV report I saw about pre-pubescent girls. I saw that this petite girl had finished drying her hair and had laid the hair dryer aside. The naked girl in my lap and the hard cock in my pants clouded my judgment. Some of the ladies I know shave their mounds for me. I often watched their athletic routines on TV with a hard-on in my pants. More than once, Id taken out my cock and pumped it until streams of steaming, milky-white semen had coated the table in front of my couch.

I called out for Beth or her husband Tom, but heard no response. Shed been running and jumping in completions for years. They started at her petite feet and went all the way up to her ass. We reached the kitchen and she searched for the book. I only applied a little pressure, yet the girl moved. Unbelievably, she stepped between my legs and sat on my right leg. She was showing me the recipe and telling me about it. With my right hand on her back, my left hand found her belly. Now I was able to flick it, to tease it, and to bring it to heightened erection. While short and skinny, I reckoned the legs to be shapely. That girl stood flatfooted and bent from the hips to pick it up. You never know when some pervert might come to the door. Mom told me that if I saw you I was to give you a new cookbook she bought the other day. It must be jelly, because jams dont jiggle like that! Unconsciously, my arm reached out and my hand settled on Meggies back. I took the middle finger of my left hand into my mouth. Well, someone was drying their hair, thats for sure. Finally, she looked up to see it on a higher cabinet shelf. Unconsciously, my hands reached farther around and lightly touched her nipples. I felt shockwaves pulsating through the fully-erect shaft of my cock. My right hand reached lower to cup the virginal vaginal mound. Meggies pussy was warmer and softer than the breast were. My fingers began searching for her clit and vaginal opening. Her pussy had not yet been through a menstrual cycle. She didnt find the book in the lower cabinet so she searched elsewhere. As her feet touched the floor, my hands brushed against the curves of her young breasts. She pulled out a chair, looked at me and said, Uncle Jake, will you sit here for a minute? I massaged the tit and nipple and then reached to do the same with the other. Both of my hands were now cupping tender young breasts. An electric current flowed from them into my hands. They were squeezing, and tugging, and pulling the tender young pussy-flesh. I remembered then that Meggie had not yet reached the full ripeness of pubic maturity.

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