Her flannel covered body was flush to mine, molding to me. For once, her butt was pushed into my pelvis so I could feel every curve, yet my cock wasn'... buried inside the crack.I could feel her left breast in my left hand. I wasn't grasping it, just resting the palm of my hand on it, seemingly of its own volition. The breast was firm and strong but relaxed, the nipple slack in my hand. My right hand was laying on its back, on the mattress, her body on top of the forearm.We were both buried in. Mummy had filled my wardrobe with girl's dresses and shoes, and my chestof drawers was full of frilly knickers and woolly tights and socks. Oneday during the six weeks summer holidays, auntie Maureen had come andlooked after me while mummy had gone shopping. Auntie Maureen hadpromised to make sure I was a good little baby girl while mummy was out.I never knew what mummy had bought, until now."Mummy," I had said. "Where are my own clothes?" These are your own clothes, Beverly," she said. "I. More

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