Her words are barely audible as she whispers them into your ear, the sound muffled by her breath and the closeness of their bodies. Her hand continues to stroke you through your shorts, desperate for a glimpse of what lies beneath. The feel of your erection against her fingers only serves to heighten her arousal, making it harder and harder for her to think straight.

"Just... give me a little peek..." she pleads, eyes searching yours for any sign that you might agree.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she reaches for the hem of your shorts, fingers trembling as she slowly pushes them down over your hips. With a shaky exhale, she reveals your penis to her hungry gaze, taking in every detail with a moan of desire. Her hand continues to stroke you, and she leans forward, pressing their bare skin together once more as she explores your erection with her touch.

"Ah... so beautiful..."

The pain is excruciating; she feels like she's being torn apart from the inside out. Her screams are muffled by the hands pressing against her mouth, but it hardly matters anymore. She knows there's no escape now; they've made sure of that. All she can do is endure as they take turns violating her, filling her up with their enormous cocks until she's certain she must be pregnant a dozen times over.

And yet, despite everything, there's still a part of her that responds to it all. She feels herself growing wet and aching around their intrusive lengths; her hips buck helplessly against the hands holding her down as they use her body for their twisted pleasure. It's a sick, perverse sort of ecstasy that she can never truly escape from now... because deep down, this is what she's always wanted.

Her heart pounds in her chest as Charlottle positions herself above her lips, guiding the little girl's sex toward her face. Alynn hesitates for a moment, feeling a mixture of desire and dread coursing through her veins. She looks up into those trusting eyes once more before finally giving in to temptation, opening her mouth and taking the girl's wetness inside.

The tangy taste of Charlottle's nectar fills her mouth, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core.

Her tongue darts out, lapping at the little girl's clit as she sucks on her hood, desperate for more of Charlottle's taste. The girl lets out a high-pitched squeal and begins bucking her hips against Alynn's face, her wetness coating her mouth with each thrust.

Alynn feels herself growing increasingly aroused as she tastes the sweet nectar of the child between her lips.

As she finishes cleaning him up, Alynn can't help but smile at the absurdity of the situation. She had started out today intending simply to be a good influence on Hopson, to show him what it means to be a man. Instead, they've found themselves lost in each other's bodies, engaging in acts that were never meant for children so young.

Despite the moral quandaries and legal ramifications, despite the potential damage this could do to both of them, Alynn can't bring herself to feel guilty about what they've shared.

Alynn, on his way home, leaves the room, with Alynn and you. So... the pain... is not for a minute. No matter how much she tries to shake her head, Alynn realizes she'll let go of the thought. She pulls him away from her. But she knows she's here to save him now, and before her eyes, she feels his heart begin to spin.

"There..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. "See? That was nice, wasn't it?" Her hand slips back up between them, tenderly cupping his softening penis through his underwear once more. With a sigh, she leans forward and presses a kiss to his forehead before pulling him close in a gentle embrace. "Don't tell anyone about this, okay?"

She blinks, taken aback by the request. "Um... well..." She glances down at her own crotch, feeling a bit self-conscious suddenly. "I'm not wearing any underwear today," she admits with a shrug. "But you can only see it if you really want to." Her heart races as she waits for his answer, hoping against hope that he'll agree...

She grins impishly and leans in closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. "You know how sometimes you see a little girl and you just can't help but... want to touch them? Their cute little bodies?" Her eyes flicker down between your legs before returning to meet yours. "I'm talking about wanting to play with their... private parts? See if they feel as good as they look?"

She holds her breath, waiting for your reaction.

Well, it's not as weird as you might think! Lots of people feel the same way... and if you give it a try, I can promise you that you won't regret it. In fact, I could help you out with that... just let me know when you're ready. She smiles sweetly up at him, her eyes pleading for understanding and acceptance. Her heart races with anticipation as she waits for his answer, hoping against hope that he'll say yes...