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Karmandel |
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The eyes of the purple toddler flicker, seeking a free path to the door or the arrival of one of the daycare staff. But nothing appears. — Don’t cry, Grawlee. Be friends! The panda girl has the young dergon cornered. For some reason, he seems worried by her words. She’s not even the gang leader of the girls, though none of the kids messes with her either. — Don’t cry! Me big! — Want kiss? You are cute. She has her hands around his cheeks now, pursing her mouth and pecking him on the yellow nose pad. And then she takes a step back and pulls her pink dress over her head, standing in panties as she holds it out to the boy. — Put on. More kiss, more cuddle. — But… — Put on! The derg seems to give up, facing the inevitable. He only pulls off his t-shirt, however, the shorts staying on as he starts trying to figure out how to put on the dress. The panda girl giggles and moves in to help him. As the dress falls in place, her hand lands on his behind, squeezing the bulging shorts. The unmistakable crinkle of pampers makes her giggle even more. — Not dry? Boys are dumb. — No… Jalka... But the little dergon seems lost for words, especially as the toddler girl turns her back and wiggles her hips, the tight little panties outlining a tight, unpadded behind and maybe a hint of plump lips through the fabric. — Look, girls dry. Always. And then she turns around again, giggling, and closes in for a hug and a kiss on the boy’s lips. And one more. When she feels a little hand on her rump, she giggles even more and rewards him with an even tighter hug. By now the boy is totally overwhelmed, and makes no protest when she takes his hand and pulls him towards the door to the main room. Mission accomplished, she stops and brings him up in front of herself. — Happy birthday to you! — Happy birthday to you! — Happy birthday, dear Grawlee! — Happy birthday to you! The whole daycare group is there, the table prepared with cupcakes and glasses of raspberry soda. — Is that a princess dress, Grawlee? So cute! The daycare mother is her usual effusive self, and suddenly her phone is out, snapping a picture of Grawlee in his dress and the half naked panda girl. — Your Mom will love this! |