I was raised by grandparents who were very wealthy. We lived on an enormous estate where I was aloud to run and play as I wished. When I was six, there was a Hispanic gardener who worked for my grandfather. I spent a lot of time following him around and asking questions. One afternoon, I followed him into the musky toolshed where he exposed his cock to me. I stood there fascinated as he played with it. He got it rock hard then asked me to do it for him. So I did. It felt good in my hand and when he asked me to suck it, I put the knob in my mouth. It was so big I couldn't keep it in my mouth, so he pulled it out and blew a huge load on my face. He cleaned my face then stooped down and pulled my play shorts and panties down to my ankles. Putting his big hands onto my ass cheeks he pulled me into his face and sucked and licked my bald 6-year-old pussy until I couldn't stand it anymore. The whole time I was clutching his hair riding his mouth as he gave me the best feelings I had ever experienced. He made me promise not to tell, and, of course, I didn't. As often as possible he would take me to the toolshed and eat me out.