"Too big" the lollipop man asked incredulously, his eyes almost bulging out of his head. "Yes, much too big. Why I bet you could get your hand right inside here at the front." She guided his trembling hand into position right over her pussy. "There! Didn't I tell you You can even move your fingers around. And you, Mr. Harrison, I bet you could get your hands inside, too, here at the back. See! You can move it around too. Ohhh yes! Move them like that! It's so nice." Heather was right. It was entirely possible for both men to get their hands in her pants. They were pressed close against her. Once she had pushed their hands under the waistband of her panties they were ready to take it from there. "Oh my goodness," cried Mr. Messner as his fingers slipped between her pussy lips and were almost sucked into her cunt. "My God! What an ass!" grunted Mr. Harrison as he probed at her ass crack. The material of the panties stretched incredibly but it did not break; that was why Heather liked them so much. The lollipop man suddenly bent down and took one of her hard little nipples in his mouth as his finger moved in her pussy; the cigar man's hand soon grabbed hold of the other breast and squeezed it. Heather sighed in delight, but it was not nearly enough for her. "Oh yes, oh my yes! Oh thank you for helping me with my panties. But they won't do will they. I'll have to take them off until Pop can find me another pair." "Yes! Take them off. I'll do it!" cried Mr. Messner, pushing at the offending piece of cloth. She stepped out of the panties but the men's hands remained on her. Mr. Messner's fingers were now digging furiously into her cunt while Mr. Harrison was beginning to probe at her tiny asshole. Heather reached out to either side of her, found the male organs she was searching for, and squeezed. "Oh my! Is this your cigar, Mr. Harrison And I bet this is your lollipop, Mr. Messner. I just love to suck on lollipops. I'm sort of an all-day sucker. And who knows, maybe I'll like the feel of a cigar in my mouth too Oh, your hands feel so good. Go ahead, Mr. Harrison, you can push your fingers in there. I like things stuck in my behind." Heather had decided not to waste any more time. She played these little games largely for Pop MacIntosh's sake and he wasn't here now. Quickly her practised hands lowered the men's zippers and managed to extricate their half-hard cocks. "Oh, how lovely! What a big cigar! And what a delicious looking lollipop! I just have to taste it!" She bent at the waist and began to suck on Mr. Messner's juicy lollipop. It really was delicious, hard and firm in her mouth. While she sucked she wiggled her dimpled ass in Mr. Harrison's face. It did not take him long to get her message. He rubbed his rapidly swelling cock through her dripping ass-crack, then with one vigourous push he planted his big cigar deep in her pussy. Both men had lost all inhibitions now. Mr. Messner was driving his rigid lollipop right into her throat, holding her by the head as he furiously fucked her face; behind her, Mr. Harrison was frantically plunging his big cigar in and out of her all-devouring cunt. Heather's tiny body was buffeted between the two men. Mr. Harrison grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her against him as he drove into her. Her feet were completely off the floor now; she was supported only by the iron-hard cocks buried deep in her mouth and cunt. When they plunged into her together, she thought she could feel their cock-heads collide somewhere deep inside her, and their collision set off incredible explosions in her body. It was wonderful. She closed her eyes and clutched at Mr. Messner's hips, trying to slide his cock even deeper into her throat. The sensations continued to mount with every thrust, and the explosions they set off in her grew sharper and bigger every second. The big cigar in her cunt exploded first, flooding her with its juices. As his cock softened and threatened to slip out of her pussy, Mr. Harrison lowered her gently to her knees. She did not let go of Mr. Messner's hips, holding his lollipop between her lips and relishing the way it thrust incessantly into her throat. The zipper of his fly dug into her cheek as she strained to swallow the entire length of his cock into her tightly constricted throat but the little bit of pain only added to her pleasure. Finally he too could hold out no longer and Heather found herself eagerly swallowing gob after gob of sweet lollipop juice. When she had drained every drop from Mr. Messner's lollipop, Heather, as usual, turned to Mr. Reynold's limp cigar and took it into her mouth to lick clean of their mingled juices. She was still cradling it lovingly between her lips when Pop came hurrying back. "You've started without me! That's not fair! But isn't Heather a lovely little girl"...

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