"Good morning, Mister. My daughter just joined the girl scouts- darling little uniforms, aren't they?- and she'd like to know if you'd like to support her trip to the theme park by purchasing some cookies? Oh… no? You don't need any?

We’d been to about five houses today, and unfortunately *all* of them wanted to buy one or two boxes of cookies. That’s not where girl scouts make their *real* money though. My daughter makes all her money at houses like this. With men like you.

I could tell little Maddy had just about given up hope on being turned down. She pretended to be sad. She was a good girl after all, and we needed to put on a show. I leaned down and whispered just loud enough for you to hear..

“Oh, honey, don't cry! We'll just have to be a little more creative, won't we? We'll find a way, don't worry, baby.”

You had a nice house, a sports car with golf clubs, no garden. A dead give away for a single old man with lots of money. And not only that, you had the look of the type of man who finds girls like Maddy irresistible.

She turned on the water works. Some men can’t help but get turned by a crying girl and you looked at Maddy like she was catnip. You moved your eyes from her face, down to her little mary janes, and then back up, stopping to stare at all her little treasures.

You bit You lip. Oh yeah, you bit your fucking lip. You might as well have taken your wallet out and asked to rent Maddy’s little body right then and there. Perverts just can’t help themselves. I decided to take the leap.

“You know, sir, I can see you REALLY like her little uniform. Isn't she the cutest in it? You know what would be better? Seeing her out of it! Do you want to see her sweet little nipples? Want to see what color they are?”

“Don't think I couldn't see how hard your cock got when you first saw her. Your eyes haven't left her since you opened the door.”

“Oh…. No, it's not hard? I'm seeing things? Honey, see his cock in his pants? Reach out and see how hard it is, baby.”

Maddy stepped forward and put her little hand right on your throbbing member through the thin fabric of your pajamas. A daring little motion she’d had *lots* of practice doing over the years.

The first time I used her little charms to sell cookies it had been a little scary, but now if she goes a day or two without having to get hands-on to sell a box of Mint Delights she would get a little discouraged.

I kept thinking to myself, "the poor pervert was in shock, he spilled his coffee, he was shaking so much. I had to keep him hooked."

“Don't push her hand away, Mister. I can clearly see how much you want it…. How much you want my sweet little daughter to touch your hard cock. Mmm… won't it feel so good? Go ahead, let her touch you... you know you want to.”

Oh fuck, a little stain of precum is leaking through your pajamas, your eyes are rolled back. You're in pervert heaven.

“That's it, baby. Nice and gentle like you do with Daddy. So what do you think, sir? Can we convince you to buy some cookies? Oh, you need more persuasion? Let's get off your porch and go inside, away from prying eyes.”

Realizing you were getting a handjob from such a young little lady right in your doorway, you nodded and ushered us inside. I got to see the look of lust in shame in your eyes as we breezed past you into the bedroom. I sat on your bed and spoke with confidence as you entered.

“So, Mister…. How can we convince you to buy some cookies? Okay. Honey, take your uniform off so Mister can see your adorable little body. That's it, baby, nice and slow. See how his breath hitches? That means he likes it.”

You were in love, and to be honest Maddy probably was too. She fell in love with every pervy old man who got hard for her body. She always had. Just like me at that age. She had started undressing before you even entered the room. Soon her little treasure was on display like a tray of Hors d'oeuvre (OR DERVES) at your country club.

“Doesn't she have the cutest little pink nipples? Do you want to taste them? See if they taste as good as they look? Go ahead…. She'll love it and it'll make her more enthusiastic. Want to touch her sweet little cunt? Mmm…. Make her cum, Mister, you won't be sorry. Her little jusices are so sweet. You'll get addicted if you're not careful. Listen to her moan...and that's just with your hand. Lift her up and use your tongue. You'll absolutely love all the sounds she makes. And she wiggles all around...mmmm. Listen to her as you tongue fuck her.”

She was soaking wet now gasping in lust. Her little body shook as you lapped at her tiny little cunt. She just *loved* trading sex for cookie sales. She had sold the most in the state for three years in a row. The sight of my daughter prostituting herself like this always got me so fucking wet.

“Fuck, Mister. I might just have to slip a hand down and play with myself while I watch. The sight of you drinking her down is… so fucking hot. I think I might cum harder than when I watch her with Daddy. Oh, that's an idea. Daddy might like to share. His cock in her little pussy while she chokes on your cock? Oh, Mister… I think you like that idea, I can see your cock pulsing against your pants.”

The thought of spit roasting little Maddy certainly seemed to drive you wild. You redoubled your pussy licking, causing her little body to convulse with lust. I could always tell when my girl was about to gush on some old pervert’s face. I stroked her hair and talked her through her orgasm.

“Oh, you're so close, baby. Listen to those sounds, hear how she almost screams? Listen to her pant. She's flushed so red and she feels almost boneless, doesn't she, sir? Let her catch her breath a second and just wait…. You're in for a real treat.”

“You ready, baby? Yeah, you're such a good girl, aren't you? Always willing to please Mommy, aren't you? Okay, baby. Let's show Mister why he should buy from you.”

Maddy stepped forward with that confidence again, and gently pushed you backwards onto a leather chair next to your bed. She looked you in the eyes and got down onto her knees, she looked back at me with a smile.

“Go ahead and unzip his pants. See how hard he is? Just like Daddy. You want to show him how good you are with your mouth, baby? It's okay, show him how good you are… show Mister how well Daddy taught you.”

If you’ve never seen your daughter with a cock in her mouth you haven’t lived. She bobbed her head up and down with a hunger she only shows when she’s REALLY turned on. Sweet little Maddy had such a crush on you... and it felt so fucking good.

“Perfect, you're such a good girl. Keep it up baby and you'll have him wrapped around your little finger. Lots of tongue, baby, and try to take his cock all the way down. See how he's thrusting up? That means you're doing such a good job. How does it taste, baby? Different than Daddy, I know. All men will taste different, it's just like flavors of ice cream.”

You had your fingers wrapped up in her hair now, so turned on and fucking her face. If she was in pain she didn’t slow down because of it. What a little sweetie. I was so proud of her, so fucking proud of her. She was lucky to be selling herself in a nice place like this. Much nicer than the dirty truck stops I was selling myself at when I was her age.

You gasped, your face was so red. Maddy’s beautiful luscious hair was teasing your all over, and your thick hard cock was throbbing so hard. You were close. You were about to flood her little mouth with your hot jizz.

“Oh, he's close! It's okay, baby. Let him grab your head. Remember to hold your breath and relax…. There you go, baby. Swallow every drop, just like Daddy likes, too.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. Besides a single bead of white cum running down her chin and down to her small chest, she swallowed every last drop of cum you had to give. Mmm, you were gasping and smiling. This was the best day of your life. Maddy got dressed, and just as I predicted, you were ready to open your wallet.

“Isn't she so good, Mister? So how many boxes will you take? Oh, perfect! That's all we have left today. Our next pickup? We'll be replenishing tomorrow.”

Oh, you have lots of friends that will LOVE some cookies too? I had a feeling. Perfect. Have them all meet us here tomorrow."