“So can I! Yummy! Daddy, Sarah fell asleep jilling off to us on the floor and she’s still naked! Does she have to put clothes on or stop playing w...ith herself? Can she please stay nude and at least watch us and kiss us and stuff? It’s not fair to leave her out completely of the fun. I get why she can’t have sex, but she can do all the rest, right?” Pippa begged me, and I couldn’t refuse that sweet, pouty face of hers and those damn soft grey eyes.“I don’t see any harm in that. It will be. “Closet.”He went there, set the plate and glass down on top of the dresser, nearby, and opened the bi-fold closet doors. He pulled out the blue robe and looked over his shoulder.“Do you want anything else?”“No. I’ll get dressed later.”He brought her the robe and laid it on the covers beside her hip.“I’ll go outside while you get your robe on, and then, once you’re back in bed I’ll come back in and bring you your food,” he suggested.“Wait,” she said. She wondered why she’d said it. She had no. I pumped her very hard, so much so that our bodies were making clashing sounds. I did not want to cum inside her, as I was not sure, so I pulled out and shot the entire load on her face and breasts. Later she gave me a bath, and I told her I would give her a good licking if she allowed me to shave her entire pubic hair. When she was shaved, I took a close look at her pussy. She was very pink, and her pussy lips were turned to the outside just like a blooming flower. She did not know what a clit. The usual yelp ascends into a prolonged squeal and Jimmy manages to push his whole torso perhaps 6 inches off the bed before collapsing, panting, unable to expel the intruding digits. I ease back slightly, probing back and forth and pushing up behind his penis. My fingers brush against a little lump, no bigger than a date but a little firmer, and I know I’ve found my target when I hear the jingle of a bell coupled with a sharp intake of breath, then held, from Jimmy. No more than 3/4 of an inch.