I decided to wear it that very day to Sunday School and Church. Iwaited until after breakfast before putting it on -- partly because Ididn't want to ...spill food on it, partly because I was nervous aboutputting it on and letting Ma and Pa see me in it. I didn't know why;the dress-suit was about as modest as one could get short of a nun'shabit. Perhaps it's because I bought it without asking or telling Ma,or perhaps because I'd splurged on it almost the entire amount she'dgiven for shopping.The. "Ahhhh!"Pam gasped again, hardly aware of what was happening to her, hardly able to believe what she felt inside her."Tight ass!" the boy moaned, twisting and sliding his cock inside her. "Oh, baby, what a shithole you got!" What are you... what are you doing!" Fucking your asshole, slut, and you know it." The boy slid his hands forward, along Pam's belly, up to her tits. He squeezed and caressed her tits, tweaked and pinched and pulled her nipples.Pam saw stars. Her loins contracted. I would pick her up and kiss her "boo-boo" or praise her achievement.We still slept in the same room. I had insisted on a traditional Japanese bed: essentially a mattress on the floor. Shortly after turning two, Kizuna climbed out of her bed (which had training rails that went from head to foot) and crawled in next to me.I was surprised, both by her ability to get out of her own bed and by her desire to sleep with me, but I was very pleased. I felt a certain comfort having her next to me, and. She was being stimulated by the feel of her foot rubbing her vulva and the sight of Lizzie's legs all the way up to her panties. The silken panties floral pattern matched the tops of her nylon stockings. Vivian was being stimulated so much that she could feel the increasing dampness in her own panties. Lizzie slowly lifted one foot up and placed it in front of Vivian's face. The girl continued to massage it with both hands but now she could smell the leather shoe on her foot. She found it.