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story_codes: MMM+/g(4), oral, sex play, cons

story_intro: On the run from the law and from angry partners in crime, Jenny's mother and stepfather abandon the little girl at a rest stop, leaving her at the mercy of a gang of bikers. At first, the men are not quite sure what to do about their tiny collateral, but they eventually fins ways to keep the tot entertained.

story_language: English





Biker Baby

Written by madvlad


	What was supposed to be a week of good cash flow was turning into a mess of problems for Brendan and Lela. First, they had Lela's kid from her first marriage with them. Although Lela's ex, Steve, didn't know it yet, their weekend of custody was getting prolonged. The plan was to get Steve to pay out some big bucks for Lela to sign over complete custody of their daughter, Jenny.

	To do this, they needed leverage. And taking the girl out of state and out of contact for a couple of weeks would make Steve do damn near anything. Of course, it amounted to kidnapping, but neither Brendan nor Lela cared much about that.

	During the divorce proceedings, it was apparent that Lela had been cheating before she abruptly left her husband and daughter. The judge had been unsympathetic, granting Steve primary custody and allowing no alimony payments to the unfaithful Lela. 

	But looking after a four year-old was no picnic for the pair, who were primarily interested in themselves. Anyone else would have said that Jenny was a cheerful, well-behaved girl, but any request from her to use the bathroom or to have a drink of milk was a major headache to Lela.

	As annoying as that was, the other scam they were running had turned from profitable to ugly and now to potentially fatal. They had sold a load of pirated software and now their customer was calling and claiming the activation key codes were no good. Brendan could have sworn that they were good enough, but it was evident that his hacking skills were not up to par. 

	Since they had left home yesterday with Jenny and planned to keep her on the road until Steve gave in, they tried to avoid their software people. Now, they were sitting at a highway rest stop while Brendan anxiously spoke with one of his other contacts who had warned him that people were after them.

	"Bikers?" he asked. "Seriously? There's a biker gang after us? Well, we're kind of hard to find right now."

	Lela grumbled as she yanked the tricycle from the trunk and slammed it to the ground. Jenny jumped at the sound, making her brown pigtails bounce. For some reason, the four year-old was getting tired of being cooped up in a car after sixteen hours and Brendan had suggested letting kid ride her trike at the rest area to let her blow off some energy. It would have never occurred to Lela to try this; she had all of the maternal instincts of a slab of concrete.

	Jenny happily hopped on and began peddling around in winding circles. She was wearing a white t-shirt with purple (her favorite color this month) butterflies and a purple skirt. As she pedaled, her skirt rose up, exposing a small white expanse of cotton covering her crotch. After closing the trunk, Lela snorted and spoke rudely to her daughter.

	"What are you doing, trolling for pedos?"

	The little girl looked at her, confused.

	"You see a dirty old man in a raincoat," Lela continued. "Tell him you're all his if he can outbid your asshole father."

	Muttering to herself about why she should have gotten an abortion, Lela got back into the car, slamming the door. Lela looked at the ground, wondering why her mommy was so mad. She knew that Brendan didn't like her and wished she was back home with her daddy and his new wife, Kristen. Daddy loved her and so did Mommy Kris, as she called her. 

	A breeze tickled her face and Jenny looked around. There was a path that disappeared around the building she had gone into to use the potty (Mommy was mad about that, too, but Jenny knew she certainly couldn't wet her panties like a baby would). There were bushes and stuff around that and Jenny decided it would be fun to explore. Off she went on her faithful trike.

	"Fuck me!" Brendan rasped as he heard the roar of motorcycles coming off the exit ramp. 

	He spied them in the side view mirror - eight. Fortunately, the road from the ramp curved around and was tree-lined. He guessed they had about thirty seconds before the bikers would appear in the parking lot and see them. No one else was around.

	"Eddie said there were maybe seven or eight. We're outta here. Where's Jenny?"

	"Shit!" Lela exploded. "I can't see her."

	Eddie already had the car in gear and mashed the accelerator. 

	"Change of plans, babe. That little cunt will have to answer to those apes."

	Jenny's little legs were pumping hard as she rode around the building. In her mind, she was on a flying horse and on her way to a magic castle. As she came around the building, Brendan's car was no longer in sight. But there were a bunch of big men on very noisy bikes.

	The little girl slowed down as the men steered their machines toward her. Her pedaling had flipped her skirt back, completely exposing her bare legs and much more of her panties. Her crotch was plainly visible where the thin cotton had cinched up, lusciously off showing her round swelling and a hint of the vertical slit tucked between the smoothness of her small inner thighs. Of course, the little girl was innocently unaware of that. She stopped just in front of the men, her brown eyes huge as she stared at the row of hard faces.

	"It's not like the kid was stalling us," Rick pointed out. "She didn't know what was going on either."

	The other gang members grumbled their agreement. Jenny had explained what little she knew in the rambling view of a four year-old. She thought that all grown-ups knew where everyone was and that they could find her mother for her. The delay cost them and by the time they were on the high way again, the trail went cold. They had used GPS tracking on the phone Brendan had been given, but the fucker must have finally gotten wise and ditched it after he left the rest stop.

	They called the clubhouse and had Deke bring a van they used for hauling cargo to get the kid, hoping her parents would eventually break out of their panic and try to retrieve her. There wasn't much in their headquarters to entertain a small child - the closest thing they could find was a DVD containing a pornographic spoof of Sesame Street, but even this hardened group knew that it wasn't acceptable. 

	Gib, a towering hulk of muscle with a long beard, had pulled out a teddy bear he had received as a gag gift some time ago. When he gave it to Jenny, she hugged his leg, her head only reaching mid-thigh. Gib was the kind of guy who could intimidate people just by reading a newspaper, but the little girl showed no fear of the nice man with the teddy bear. She was in another room with a small cot, playing with her new furry friend. 

	Kelso, the gang leader, made a few calls to some contacts to pass the word to the couple that they had their kid. After that, it was a waiting game. The door to Jenny's room opened and she came skipping out, stopping right next to Gib's chair. She immediately climbed up on his lap and held the bear up to his face.

	"I'm calling him Gib, just like you. 'Cause he has fur like you do," she said as she patted Gib's beard. 

	The others were holding their laughter and Gib tried to keep his face straight. He was used to people keeping their distance from him but here was this cute little girl deciding they were now best buddies. 

	"That's nice, kid. Now why don't you go back to your room so us guys can have a talk?"

	"Okay," she said as she stretched upright and kissed Gib's cheek just above his beard line. Then she hopped off and went back to her room.

	"Go ahead," he growled to the others. "I dare one of you fuck-heads to say something."

	As Deke had messed up his leg in an accident a few years ago, he was the group's all-around errand guy instead of riding too much. But he had long since earned his stripes with the crew and was well-respected. He was already an excellent mechanic and turned out to be a pretty fair cook. Lunch was hamburgers seasoned with some recipe that Deke kept closely guarded.

	Jenny joined them, choosing Gib's lap for her seat as she daintily nibbled at the miniature burger that Deke had prepared just for her. Then she explored the main room of the place, asking why the women in some of the posters weren't wearing any clothes. Gib gently ushered her back to her room and when he checked on her fifteen minutes later, she was napping on the cot with her bear tucked under one arm. Her skirt had ridden up, exposing a soft thigh and part of her panties. 

	Gib watched her for a while, wondering what they would do. All of the gang would and had fucked damn near any age of female, but a four year-old was even too young for them for a lot of practical reasons, although she sure as hell made for some prime jacking-off material. 

	The youngest Gib had ever known the gang getting was an eight year-old who starred in porn films. Her daddy liked to pimp her around and they always came through once a year. She was ten now and was just as cock-hungry as she was when they first met her. 

	Gib, though, had a prick that matched his body and it was too big to fit in the eager girl. Nonplussed, she always gave him one hell of a blowjob each year. A few months ago, he had managed to work his meat into the stretched asshole of an eleven year-old after she had been broken in by some of the other guys. Gib sighed and left Jenny untouched.

	Kelso was cursing as he pocketed his cell phone.

	"You're not going to believe this," he announced. "Those assholes we were looking for? They said to keep the girl as a refund for the crap software we got."

	To an outsider, distributing pirated software and other media seemed like an odd choice of income for a motorcycle gang, which is why it made perfect sense. Narcotics produced better money, but once the cops thought you were involved in it, they'd stay up your ass until you were nailed. Software, movies, and the like were just not high on law enforcement's list since school kids didn't overdose and kills themselves with it. And naturally, a group of hardcore bikers didn't fit anyone's idea of computer pirates.

	Of course the gang had other activities, including several for their own entertainment.

	A few guys approached some girls who were part of a traveling lacrosse team that night. They were staying in a hotel and were trying to find someone to buy them some beer at the convenience store nearby. The guys promised them plenty of booze for free. After a few beers behind the hotel, the girls were drunk enough to be herded into the van.  

	The party continued at the club's headquarters. By this time, the girls were too drunk to know where they had been taken in case any of them would try to say something the next day. Usually, the last thing they ever wanted to bring up was the fact that they had been drinking with a bunch of grown men to begin with. It was the same every time. Oddly enough, church youth groups were some of the best sources for fuck meat - the eleven year-old that Gib had corn-holed was a preacher's daughter.

	This group ranged from thirteen to seventeen. Several cherries were popped with the younger ones who were a little nervous but were plied with more liquor. After the well-fucked girls were piled back into the van and returned to the hotel, Gib went to check on Jenny, who had been sleeping in her room when the other girls arrived.

	But now, she was sitting on the bed, clutching her bear and crying hard. Several of the others followed into the room after Gib.

	"What's wrong, Jenny?" he asked.

	"I don't want an ouchie on my pee-pee," she sobbed. 

	It took several minutes to get the girl calmed down enough to explain. Apparently, the raucous noise had woken her and she had watched much of the action.

	"You put your sticks in those girls' pee-pees and gave them ouchies and boo-boos."

	Gib didn't know the difference between an ouchie and a boo-boo and Jenny was in no mood to provide a technical explanation. On the other hand, their recent visitors had been making a lot of noise and there was the matter of the virgins who had bled.

	"We won't hurt you, Jenny. I promise. Right guys?"

	A chorus of assent sounded behind Gib.

	"But I'm a little girl and your sticks are big."

	"You're right, but we can do other things you might like. Here, hold up your skirt."

	Jenny did as she was told, lifting the hem. She flinched as Gib's huge hands reached for her, but did not protest when he rolled her panties down to her knees. The men took a long look at the four year-old's precious kiddy cunt. Her hairless mons was temptingly plump and her slit so tiny that getting inside was surely impossible. 

	Gib reached out with two fingers, which was more than enough to completely cover the little girl's sex. He curled his digits, gently squeezing the delicate flesh. 

	"Now that is just too pretty to hurt," he declared.

	Jenny looked at him curiously. She didn't know her pee-pee was pretty. He was really a very nice man. When he asked her if he could touch her pretty place again, she nodded.

	Gib spread her labia apart, showing everyone her tiny membrane amid the light pinkness of her female treasure box. Several men were rubbing their crotches as Gib's meaty fingers manipulated Jenny's pussy.

	"Hey, Gib," Kelso called. "Two hundred says you can't bring her off."

	"Bad bet, Gib," another man called. "She's way too young."

	Gib wriggled a finger against the miniscule button of Jenny's clit, making the girl quiver.

	"I'll take the bet. She's got all of the equipment - it's just real teeny. And guys, she keeps her cherry."

	Gib sat on the bed and removed the rest of Jenny's clothes. The four year-old stood naked and unafraid amid the hungry gazes of the bikers. Gib pulled her up on his lap and asked, "How would you like to help me make some money?"

	When Jenny nodded, he spread her legs wider and started working her preschool twat. As he felt her baby clit harden, he knew she was his. He rubbed and pressed the little girl's sex and could feel her shifting her weight as he molested her.

	"I've struck oil," he announced as he felt the first bit of moisture escape the child's quim.

	Jenny was completely relaxed, keeping her legs far apart so the man could make her feel so good down there. When her cunny was lubricating fully, she was entranced by the gooey noises Gib's fingers were making in concert with her flesh.

	The child's pussy was becoming messy with her fluids. Gib rubbed harder, shifting his manipulations as Jenny began to mewl and squirm. Her tiny clit felt electric every time it was flicked and her baby soft labia seemed to grab at Gib's finger. When she moved her hips, it made everything she was experiencing even better. The bikers watched, transfixed as the virginal four year-old rocked her hips like a seasoned pro.

	 Her voice took on an anxious tone and suddenly she grew still, her mouth open and eyes wide as her body jerked. When she was done, she moaned softly and looked at her bald, dripping twat.

	"That'll be two Benjamins," Gib said with a grin as Kelso forked the cash over.

	"My pee-pee..." Jenny said as she looked around in confusion. 

	"You came," Kelso told her. "Did you like it?"

	"Yes."

	"Would you like to do it again?"

	"Yes," she repeated, this time with a sharp nod. 

	"Good, because I want to know what a two hundred dollar pussy tastes like."

	Kelso put Jenny on her back, spreading her legs wide as he leaned over the cot. Jenny held her teddy bear and watched as the man's mouth sank down between her thighs.

	"Oh!" the little girl exclaimed as her pussy was tongued. She repeated herself many more times as her soft mound was chewed and sucked while Kelso's tongue diddled her cleft and dug into her, stopping at her membrane. Her princess-pink cuntlet practically melted against his tongue in the shallow depths he could reach before the maidenhead that blocked the rest of her innocence. Her next climax came while she was rolling her butt from side to side, hugging her bear.

	"Worth every penny," Kelso said as he licked his lips, getting every last drop of fresh, little-girl nectar. 

	All fourteen members took their turn with their little guest, each one of them eating or fingering her until she came. With her arousal elevated with each passing orgasm, the preschooler was acting like a nymphomaniac near the end, wrapping her little legs around their heads or clamping her thighs on their hands as they made her whine and pant. She didn't understand what was happening or that it was considered "wrong", but knew she wanted more. 

	Jenny also saw the mystery "milk" shoot out as many of the bikers jacked their meat while watching her get sexed up. She laughed as the stuff landed on her and was coaxed to taste some. She found it salty and kind of icky, but loved it as it was sprayed on her skin.

	They would have liked to have all gone another round with her, but the four year-old was spent. Gib covered her with a blanket and they left her alone with her teddy bear.

	Despite not having caught Brendan, the gang agreed that at least the evening was a success. Bottles were opened, drained, and replaced with new ones until the guys needed their rest.

	When everyone was staying at the club house, beds were in short supply. Some used reclining chairs in the TV room and others used folding cots. Gib had one that even held his enormous frame. He stripped to his shorts and crashed hard, dreaming of little hairless cunts dripping on his cock.

	Jenny awoke the following morning and wandered into the main room to find unconscious bikers everywhere. She hadn't redressed because all of these men seemed to like her nude so they could play with her. When she saw Gib snoring, the little girl smiled and walked over to him. 

	She was curious about those mysterious big sticks she had seen between the men's legs. Since they hadn't tried to hurt her with them, Jenny wanted to see how they worked. When she crawled on top of Gib, he snorted in his sleep and muttered something but then went still again. 

	Jenny straddled one of Gib's thighs, which was plenty large compared to her tiny frame. Tugging on his shorts, Jenny found what she was looking for but it was different. It was certainly big, but she remembered it being larger and sticking up. She cautiously poked it with one finger, but it remained unchanged.

	Now Jenny was confused, but she was determined to see how this thing worked. She patted it with her hand repeatedly and it seemed to stir slightly. Lifting it by the head, she peered at it more closely, and then let it go. It flopped back down and didn't move. She patted it more and was rewarded with a couple of small twitches. 

	Changing tactics, she stroked it like she would a kitten. Now it moved more and Jenny could see it start to stiffen and grow. She scooted her butt up as the thing raised, trapping the base between her thighs and pulling it against her torso. With it in place, she rubbed it more, thrilled to see and feel it coming to life.

	Gib blinked several times, unsure if he was dreaming. When he was able to focus, he saw his erection squeezed against Jenny's tiny body as she happily stroked it. 

	"Look what I did!" she cried when she saw him awake.

	"Huh. Looks like you caught yourself a cock."

	"It's your stick," she corrected him.

	"Yup, and it's called a cock."

	"Cock," she giggled and placed a light kiss on the glans. 

	Gib eyed the size of his meat against the four year-old's body. Although he had dreamed of himself completely sinking his shaft into the tight confines of a very little twat, he saw where his cock head rose past Jenny's nipples. There was no way in the waking world he was going to get into that. But there were plenty of consolation prizes.

	Jenny wriggled as Gib plucked her from his thigh. She whined as her hands slipped from her cock, but Gib shushed her.

	"I like breakfast in bed," he said before he lowered her baby cuntlet onto his mouth. Jenny looked down as her twat was tongue washed. Shifting her hips, she tried to will some of those feelings from last night back in to her loins. Soon, that melting feeling she knew appeared and Gib grunted in satisfaction as her nectar dripped onto his tongue. 

	Gib gripped her soft little thighs, completely encircling each one with his hands, and held her pussy tight against his mouth. The preschooler moaned and swayed as the biker munched on her tasty girl meat. Her back arched, thrusting out her titless chest as her head dropped back. Jenny stared open-mouthed at the ceiling as she came in Gib's mouth. When she was done, Gib lifted her in the air. 

	"Spread those little pussy lips for me," he growled lustfully. 

	"Pussy?"

	"Your...pee-pee. Take your fingers and pull...yeah, just like that.

	Held in mid-air, Jenny displayed her inner pinkness to the man, her cherry shining with the fluids of her arousal. Gib lowered her down and pulled her against his cock, letting Jenny's exposed cunny rest halfway along his shaft. The plump labia molded to the portion of his girth and her legs were spread wide across his body.

	"Oooh! Your cock is touching my pee-pee!"

	Holding the child securely by the waist and belly (she was so small that his hands covered most of her lower torso), Gib slid her back and forth along his length. Jenny's toes wriggled as the biker's prick rubbed her drooling little snatch. Her bald mons shifted back and forth with each change of direction, the tender flesh plumping out or pulling under depending on which way the girl was being moved. 

	"I'm riding a horsy!" Jenny giggled, although the way she was breathing hard told Gib she was getting a fun workout.

	Gib increased the pace, getting his dick oiled by Jenny's warm pussy. He could feel her stiff clit brushing against him as he used her as a masturbation toy. When Jenny started cumming again, Gib fought to control himself. He was successful only long enough to let Jenny ride her climax. Pulling her forward, he pressed her cuntlet against his head, feeling her slippery mound open around his head as he pressed the tip against her entrance as the first jet shot out.

	Although she hadn't been penetrated, Jenny could feel the surge pumping into her. Gib's jism shot through her entrance, most of it flying through the small aperture in her membrane. Jenny squealed as her virgin pussy as inseminated.

	"Are you having fun, little girl?" Deke asked as he approached. Jenny's noisy cums were making the other bikers stir.

	"Yeah! I rode Gib's cock like a horsy and he put stuff in my pee-pee, see?"

	Jenny happily spread her cunt lips, giving Deke a view of her little pussy with thick semen oozing from the natural opening in her hymen.

	"Well let me give you a matching set," Deke said as he lifted the girl.

	Jenny happily settled in his arms as he carried her to the pool table. Setting girl face down, Deke took his prick and slid it through the crack between her bubbly ass cheeks. Jenny giggled and kicked her legs at this new stimulation. When he was about to cum, Deke pressed his head against the pink rosette of Jenny's anus and sent much of his load into the child's rectum.

	By now the other bikers were wide awake as Deke stood Jenny up on the table. Although her virginity front and back was still intact, streams of man cream were flowing from both orifices. 

	"How did you like that?" he asked.

	"Sticky bum!" was her sincere reply.

	"There's more where that came from," a biker named Cowboy drawled. 

	Jenny smiled as the nice bikers played more games with her. She got more of their hot cream in her little holes which made her squirm with delight. Kelso laid her on her back on top of the pool table while he held her legs up, clamped around his prick. Sandwiched between her smooth thighs and slick cuntlet, Kelso's dick sped in and out, humping against Jenny's twat until the tyke was wriggling with a long orgasm. Then Kelso added his contribution, painting Jenny's chest and tummy with his semen.

	Jenny was very sticky inside when Gib showed her something new. She felt like a big girl since she was now doing something the men did. As they had mouthed her baby cunt to orgasm, Jenny got to put her mouth on their pricks until they did the same.

	All she could comfortably fit was the head - quite a mouthful in Gib's case. She learned to suck him like a lollipop, her eyes like saucers as her lips pulled around his meat. Gib was surprised when the hot little tyke used her tongue of her own volition, undoubtedly remembering all of the tongues that had been dipped into her honey pot. Jenny's tiny mouth muscle poked and slid around him. When his pre-cum dribbled out, she gave him a confused look.

	"Here it comes, Jenny!" Gib told her.

	Squeezing her eyes closed, Jenny pulled her mouth away and giggled as she received a face full of jism. She happily turned to Cowboy and grabbed his cock with her small hands, guiding her mouth to the purplish head.

	The four year-old was a cum-covered mess by the time she had given out a round of blowjobs. More than once, she had taken a break while a thoughtful biker fingered her hairless cuntlet to climax. Still, she was getting tired and the guys could see how she was working her jaws that she had maybe over-done it. 

	Gib settled her back on her cot as she took a hard-earned nap, the sticky semen splashed on her body growing dry. Over lunch, they were cheerfully discussing what to do next with their toy and when Kelso called out from his laptop.

	"Playtime is over, boys. Our little Jenny is in the news."

	"That fucker, Brendan, claimed we kidnapped his daughter?" Deke growled.

	"Nope. And he's not her father. The bitch with him is her biological mother, but she must have been some piece of fucked up work to only get infrequent visitations. She wasn't supposed to take the kid out of town, but she sure enough did. They call it a parental kidnapping."

	"So what now?" asked Gib.

	"Clean her up real good after she wakes up and bring her back to her father's place. It says here that he had remarried. But it's nearly a day's ride from here, so Deke and Gib will take the girl back in the van."

	Jenny was frightened when Gib told her she was going back home. At first she thought that meant returning to her mother and Brendan, but Gib corrected her.

	"I go back to Daddy and Mommy Kristen?" she said as her face lit up. "That's fun home!"

	"They treat you right, huh?"

	Jenny rambled on about how her Daddy gave her rides on his shoulders and how much Mommy Kristen loved her while Gib scrubbed all traces of semen from her body. She was re-dressed in the clothes she was wearing when she arrived and kissed each biker before she was loaded into the van along with her tricycle and stuffed bear. Along the way, Gib explained that all of the things they had done had to be secret because only bikers could know about the special games.

	"Am I a biker?" Jenny asked.

	"You've got your wheels, right?" Gib answered, pointing to her trike. "And we've made you an honorary biker chick in our gang."

	Jenny was very proud to be an honorary biker chick and promised not to tell about the special things they did. Gib couldn't be sure she would, but also knew the little girl would be hard-pressed to identify the gang, let alone where she had been. They rode on through the night.

	Kristen practically ran to the door when the bell rang. Steve was on the phone and she was hoping some police officer would have some news. All too often it had only been a well-meaning neighbor offering some encouragement.

	So she was surprised to find a bearded giant filling the doorway when she opened the door. The tricycle dangling from one meaty paw looked just like Jenny's. It wasn't until her gaze slowly moved to the right that she found her step-daughter sound asleep in the crook of his other arm. She held her arms out and the man passed Jenny to her with a gentleness that surprised her. There was a teddy bear on the girl's chest that Kristen did not recognize.

	"How?...I mean...where...?" she stammered as the man set the trike down.

	"We found her alone at a rest stop," Gib replied, deliberately leaving out where and when. "We recognized her from the news. She was a little scared but seems okay."

	"Oh, thank you," Kristen wept. "Please wait a minute, we offered a reward and-."

	"Not necessary."

	"But I'm sure the police will want to ask you some questions so they can find my husband's ex."

	The huge man fixed her with a baleful stare.

	"Lady, I'm glad your little girl is safe and back home. But we're not exactly the kind of dudes who like to talk to cops."

	"Just wait a moment, please," Kristen asked before she brought Jenny inside and called to her husband. By the time Steve and Kristen returned to the door, the man was gone. They saw a featureless van driving way, but could not make out the license plate.

	A female police detective closely questioned Jenny, but like any other four year-old, the girl could not provide any accurate timeline between her mother driving off with her, leaving her at the rest stop, and the bikers finding her. And trying to get a location was impossible aside from the rest stop having "lots of trees". The detective spoke with Steve afterward.

	"I didn't think Jenny would be much help. Children of that age can't accurately describe a sense of time very well. Judging from what we know of Brendan's dealings, I don't think we'll be seeing them back in the area. But the important thing is that your little girl's saga as a happy ending.

	With her belly full from Spaghetti-O's and following a warm bath, Jenny quickly fell sleep in her own bed with Gib the bear tucked under one arm. And she dreamed...

	There were lots of cocks. Real big ones like the bikers had and they were all squirting cream at Jenny. Except the cream now tasted like candy and Jenny gobbled everything she could. More cocks squirted cream in her pussy and her bottom. 

	Some dew formed in the sleeping child's cuntlet.

	Steve and Kristen watched as she stirred under the covers, a smile creeping across her face.

	"I suppose we don't have to worry about nightmares," Steve observed.

	"Yep," Kristen agreed as she smiled at the little girl. "I wish my dreams were as sweet as hers."

	

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