Lindsay spun around, making her brown ponytail fly in the sun, and waved to her little sister.
"Bye, Marissa. Bye Chyna."
Marissa sat up and turned to Chyna.
"Lindsay's going to give that man 'irections," the five year-old said proudly.
No matter how many times Marissa mispronounced "directions" that way, Chyna couldn't keep from giggling.
"Yes, Gary always needs helps with his erections," the older girl said. "He's a good guy - likes us to tell him about...what we do. I, um, helped him last time he was here. That was when you and Lindsay went off with that guy in the SUV."
"Uh huh. We went to a big place and Lindsay gave a man 'irections and a grandpa man played with me and I gave him 'irections, too,"
Chyna was intrigued by that visit. The man in the SUV had been a serious type and had never been here before. From what Lindsay said, they had been taken to a very large and very fancy house where a younger man had sex with her while an older man had kept Marissa in his lap. The old gentleman had fondled the smaller tot while watching Lindsay's action until he finally had Marissa ride his cock. Chyna wondered if it took the old man a while to get hard - some of her older customers had that issue but she always managed to get them ready.
It was already mid-morning it had been busy even without Sandra on the hill. Two couples had already been by. A married couple took their usual pick, Maxie, while another couple consisting of a man they knew with a black woman who was new had taken Dolly. Chyna recognized the hungry look in that woman's eyes and imagined that the little redhead was probably tied up and getting wet by now.
Three other girls had just departed before Lindsay with a man the hill girls called "Wild Willy". He liked having several girls with him at once and always tipped well. On his last visit, Chyna, Sandra, and an eight year-old named Shania had gone with him to a hotel room. A very busy and sticky day wrapped up with him watching Sandra and Chyna going lesbian on each other while a moaning Shania rode his prick.
"I wonder if anyone will be here by lunch," a nearby girl remarked.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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