Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
One of the boys I babysit regularly is a horny little fuck. He always tries to grope me when he gives me hugs, and he jokingly calls me his girlfriend. The cute little thing gets so jealous when he hears me talking on the phone with my actual boyfriends.
His mom asked me to come over last minute, she had to go back to work for an emergency, and there was no one to watch him. So I thought it would be the perfect time the teach my little boyfriend a thing or two about girlfriends and boyfriends.
Babysitter Girlfriend
I showed up at his house not long after his mom had left. I wore a very short skirt and button-up blouse with no bra underneath. His eyes got wide when I came in and sat next to him. I asked if you wanted to watch a movie or look at a magazine I had brought for him.
The boy loves Comic books, so I knew a magazine would fascinate him. He scooted close to me, his arm bumping up against my big, teen breasts, and asked to see the magazine. I pulled a dirty magazine out of my backpack and laid it on his lap. My arm went around his shoulders, and I started to rub his arm with teasing, tiny strokes as my other hand flipped open to the centerfold.
The magazine was jostled by his cock hardening, and I giggled. Then I leaned in close, and I whispered against his ear, “Do you like what you see, boyfriend?”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410