I dont have to much of a remembering of my biological parents, I was very offspring when I met my Stephen Foster family. I was fortunate to get a estimable family, that made me feel loved and wanted.

When I turned 4, mama sat me down, and told me I needed to bug out learning how to deal for myself alittle better. That Id be starting school succeeding year, I wouldnt always have the help around me. She said her and daddy would be showing me different thing, some I might like and there might be some I dont. But it was all a percentage of growing up and becomming alittle more independent.

When dad came nursing home fom work, I told him what mama had told me, I was excited to start learning all this new clobber, papa sat me down and started to talk. He said some of the things that they were going to show me was for elderly kids, but he felt I was really mature for my age, and he thinks I can care it. He told me I needed to be a big young woman from now on and if I felt there was something I couldnt do, I needed to tell them. But if I commit to it then I needed to follow through, like a grown up does. Of couse, I wanted to be a big young woman, I told Daddy id do anything he wanted me too. He smiled, kissed my brow, said we would start tonight.
After dinner, we all watched a pic together. Me and daddy laying on the couch together and mommy sitting in the hot seat. I started getting tired, daddy asked me if was ready to become a big young lady. I jumped off the couch and said yes ! He told me to run my bathwater, get in the tub and they would be there in a few.
Mommy was the first to issue forth in, she asked me if I washed yet. I told her I got every spot cleaned ! She said that was keen, but her and daddy needed to check, just to make sure. I sttod up in the tub, waiting for her to look me over. She laughed and said I needed to get out and lean over the tub. I hopped out, and leaned over, putting my helping hand on the edge of the tub. Daddy came in when i was leaned over, I was never embarrased to show my consistency to daddy, he always told me I had a beautiful eubstance and someday he will be lofty to be my first. I never knew what he entail by that, and I never asked.

papa told me I needed to spread my foundation farther apart, I felt mum soft helping hand rubbing my butt cheeks, after a few minutes she told me I got the outside really clean, she was proud of me. She said now daddy motive to hold back to see if got the inside just as clean-living. pop told me to tip all the way down and put my bottom in the air, I felt daddy rough out script spread my arse apart to see my bum hole. He told me hes going to put his digit oon my hole, to get to sure its clean and jerk, and that I needed to persist still for him. I could feel his finger rubbing something wet and warm on my hollow, I heard mamma whispering to daddy, saying that she dosent think im old enough yet, that he might damage it. I was getting set up to tell her I was a big girl now, but daddy spoke up before I did. He told her we will both suffer to work on getting it stretched out and she will be fine.

daddy then told me to stay really still, that he was going to put a `` cleaner '' inside my bottom. I felt something pushing against my hole, I tried to stay still, but it started to hurt. They tried several times before pappa telling me to go lay in bed, and he '' d be there in a mo.

When mummy and dad came in my way, I was already laying in my bed, on my tummy, with my legs spread heart-to-heart. mammy told me how proud she was of me and this shows that Im growing up. mum pulled my hind end cheeks apart so daddy could touch my bum hole. He put some more affectionate and wet stuff on it, moved his fingerbreadth on my pickle, as he told me how beautiful it was. It felt really good when pa was doing that, I shut my eyes. I think I might of fell asleep for a few bit, I woke to something pushing on my mess. I told him to stop, that it hurt. Mommy came and sit beside me, rubbing my back, she told me daddy needed to get inside of me to name for certain I was make clean. That this is how older daughter make sure their clean-living. I said okey, laid still, but every time he put pressure on it, I started squirming. papa stopped and told me to bend over, I could tell by his voice, he was getting frustrated with me.

I turned over on my back, mommy pushed me to the side and laid beside me. she put her arm under my potbelly and the other on my leg. she told me she was going to give my leg up for daddy. I liked it when mommy cuddled me, i felt so dependable.

I felt dad poking again, I tensed up my bottomland, he told mammy to create me relax or it going to hurt worse. I started crying, I kept saying `` its going to hurt ''. mama held me miserly and told me I needed to push down like I did when I went poo poo. I was sobbing, but told her Id try. I pushed down really severe, then I felt daddy put something inside of me. I started screaming, telling him to contract it out, mommy squeezed me tighter. Toldme I needed to calm down, to hold off a few minutes and it habit hurt. Then I felt a finger touch my coochie, I told daddy I cleaned it really adept and he didnt want to look there. Daddy must of been more calm, his vocalism was gentle than earlier, he told me he still needed to check. I felt the wet and warm material again, his finger was working slowly toward my coochie fix, moving it around the opening. Then he moved it up alittle and I jumed. He chuckled and said my push was just wish mummy, and he was going to make us both very happy.

He started moving my `` release '' it felt really good. I told mom I felt tingly down there, she laughed and said `` yes child, thats how daddy makes me find too ''. Now I needed to shut my oculus and relax, daddy started moving my button faster and the thrill got solid. I could palpate something in my bottom pushing further in, but the `` button '' made it finger better. I told mommy that something was happening down there, she told me `` i know sister, lay still and let daddy make you feel goodness ''. I started breathing heavier, I was getting scared. I told ma something is wrong, she assured me that daddy knew wha he was doing, just to relax. I wasnt sure what happened, but I felt the wetness on my coochie. OH NO ! i peed on daddy, I started crying telling him I was sorry I peed on him. They both started laughing and told me I didnt pee, they will explain that theatrical role later.
I had to continue in that billet until daddy finished with my tush. He got the `` cleaner '' in my bottom, told me to sleep with it inside of me this evening and mommy would be in to occupy it out in the dayspring. They tucked me in bed and I was fast asleep .