<div class="floatleft">(https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2pH5SfaC70/XWUChtqFPEI/AAAAAAAAaQU/BjcSUAJshd8fVjYTLTUDSB2zmoMFQQySgCLcBGAs/s1600/18.%2BSydney%252C%2BAustralia.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Erin Sinclair<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>June 3, not too early morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>dress shopping!!!<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Very happy, amused<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Little girl, definitely a little girl<br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/>It was almost funny to watch her new little girl battle the indecision, her competing desires. Celeste certainly wasn't a bad girl, not by any stretch of the imagination, just very spoiled and headstrong, used to making the decisions on her own and giving into whatever desires passed through her pretty little head.  Well determined to never stifle or harm the child, Erin and Mar were definitely going to teach the beautiful little blonde the value of patience, discipline, and restraint. Both metaphorically and literally.<br/><br/>One of the more dangerous and powerful tools in Erin's arsenal, her bag of tricks to get girls who should know better thinking very firmly about their place in life, her eyebrow... Began to creep upward at the hesitation. It reached maximum extent, top notch mock surprise that her sweet little precious puppy of a daughter dared to sigh at her simple request and simple task... But of course, the only thing difficult about her relationship with the girl was not bursting into laughter and just pulling her daughter close and spoiling her for life. The style of dress hanging got just a tiny little tisk noise, but she couldn't blame her daughter. Mommy was almost as eager to have the chores done so they could really enjoy dress shopping!<br/><br/>But the smile was back as soon as Celeste turned around, happy proud mommy beaming her love and adoration at the sweetest little girl in the world. "Good job sweetie!! that wasn't at all hard, not worth fussing about, was it?  Now you get to enjoy your reward!" Her hands were gentle, deftly helping the beloved little blonde girlfriend into the dress, which of course looked fantastic on her. "Ooohhh,  look at you! Such a very cute dress! Mommy loves it."<br/><br/>She also very very much loved having that little blonde head between her legs, sighing and purring happily with each kiss from her baby girl. But the moan as lips met lips was undeniably sexual, her hands tangling in that sweet blonde hair, forcing the little college students face right where she needed it. "Oh little Celeste, I love you so." Her body certainly loved the attention, wet and hungry for the girl almost young enough to be her actual daughter. Mommy let the girl lick for several long seconds, a minute, maybe two... And then used her grip on Celeste's lovely head to gently pull her back, forcing her away from her task of not actually incestuous pussy worshiping. "Very good sweetie. Now give me a kiss, and go try on one of your other dresses." She smiled, enjoying the taste of her own hot pussy on the girls sweet mouth, and seeing the beautiful blonde in all the lovely dresses.  But most of all, aside from the valued girl herself and their tender, mutually beneficial relationship, what she most loved was ordering Celeste around.