You run out of the room after Cassidy's little sister. Molly looks a lot like Cassidy, with a long cascade of brunette hair, cute face, and slim little body. Of course, she doesn't have Cassidy's tits, because she's much younger. Way too young for you to check out whenever you visit Cassidy's house, but still you've been watching her and fantasizing about her for years.
Cute little Molly run from room to room, trying to escape you. She's still wearing her school uniform, and her short plaid skirt flaps out behind her as she runs, giving you a nice view of her smooth young thighs and firm, round little ass in her innocent white panties. You let her lead you through the house, all the way to her bedroom, but as she tries to slam the door in your face, you force it open and grab the little girl's arm.
Molly's room is still childish, with her pink bed and stuffed animals. You grab her by the arm and force her down onto the bed, her skirt riding up, showing her long legs and her white panties stretched over her virgin mound. She gazes helplessly up into your eyes, her full young lips quivering. God, she's little and cute.
"Please, I won't tell, I didn't see anything."
"Then why are you running?"
"I was scared. I knew Cassy would be mad at me for spying on you two. Please, don't be mad. I won't tell, I promise."
Hmmm, she's really scared. How can you use this? You've still got the little girl pinned down on her bed, her long skinny legs spread open under you. You run one hand along her smooth young thigh as you think.
"I don't know Molly, Cassidy's pretty pissed at you. Maybe I can talk to her, smooth things over. But you'd have to do something for me."
"Oh, Molly squeals as you brush your fingers against the hem of her white panties. "I'll do anything! Please!"
"And you promise you won't tell anyone what you saw me doing to your sister?"
"I promise, I won't tell anything!" she squirms underneath you.
"And you won't tell anyone anything else we do today either, will you?"
"Oh, no! I promise. You can do anything you want, I won't tell."
"Good girl, Molly. Now . . . "
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