“We have to hide it in our bodies so we can smuggle them out of the
room,” Alice told them, whispering it quietly and looking about her as if
someone might overhear them, making them giggle for a few moments. For moments more, both children were immobile, shock, surprise and
startlement all flowing over their features. Pulling the squealing, terrified girl from the door, Alice vowed to give
him one more spurting, and elected to use the Rocking Chair as the means
to do it. The hair that covered him was fine and
straight but for his groin where it thickened and coarsened into a thick
crop of pubic hair surrounding the dark skinned monster that stuck out
from his loins. “We could always use the other hole,” David suggested, his thumbs having
drawn the pink and moist opening to her cunt apart. “Oh yes, that’s the way,” he urged, his breath quickening with every
additional second the child at his knees kept timidly tugging at his
cock.
