Little Chloe came to her neighbor’s place in the village with no real errand except to put on a show he wouldn’t forget. She found him in the garden and started there, pressing her slim body against the door, rolling her hips, letting the black skirt ride up as she slowly peeled the white top off her small tits. Each piece of clothing came away without hurry. She turned, shook her ass, and showed him everything – the petite frame, the bare skin, the way she already looked hungry for an audience. The panties followed. Chloe sat on the wooden chest, spread her legs, and let him look straight at her smooth shaved pussy. Two fingers slid between her folds and began moving in wet, deliberate strokes. The sight of his cock hardening in his pants only made her rub faster. She fucked herself on the chest, moaning softly, chasing the feeling while she kept her eyes on him, until her thighs trembled and a long shaky cry left her throat. She came hard on her fingers, pussy pulsing around them. She stayed there afterward, chest rising and falling, looking at him with flushed cheeks and a small, filthy little smile. The garden was quiet again. The show, at least, had done its job. Read less