A Descent into Forbidden Love Chapter 2 I kneeled on the bales, my mind racing as Mr. Frankie, a man in his 50's fingering my bare slit and running his thumb over my tiny little anus. He slipped it in between my lips again to make it moist once more and again spread my wet over my butthole. This time his thumb pressed forward, trying to gain entry into my little asshole. I moaned slightly as I felt his thumb slip in past the tight ring, pull back just a bit then plunge farther in. "Oooohhh" I exclaimed as he penetrated further into my virgin ass. He pushed his thumb in as far as it would go, holding it there for a few moments as his fingers continued to rub against my slit. I felt another tremble course through me as he continued thumbing my ass, my wet coated his hand as I became more and more excited. Now he was pulling his thumb almost completely out, then sliding it deep back inside. What a sight I must have made, this little ten year old girl, kneeling on the bales, bum up in the air, getting fingered by an old man. I let out a little "mmmppphhhh" each time he shoved his thumb in to the hilt, twisting it around inside me. I thought I was going to have a cum right then and there when he stopped. I didn't dare look around to see what he was doing, but I could hear him moving. Suddenly I could sense him moving close to me, wondering what he was going to do next when I felt him smear something cool and slippery on my bum. Mr. Frankie looked down at the sexy pre-teen ass before him as he smeared some hand lotion he kept in the barn, on her little rosebud. He was hardly able to control himself as he took himself in his hand and moved closer to the little girl. He couldn't believe he had started to seduce this little thing, but he just couldn't help himself any more. The tiny anal ring had felt so good as it seemed to grasp his thumb in its tightness, the pink little slip with its dark lips below it the hottest pussy he had ever had his eyes on. She stayed frozen in spot before him, trembling slightly, waiting for whatever was coming next. At least she hadn't run screaming out the door. …the next moment changed everything
