Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
I’ve been Babysitting for the Petersons for as long as I can remember. Mr. Perterson is an average Dad. Kind of round about his middle, and he gets nervous around me. When I hug him, he blushes and quickly tries to cover his crotch. They are about to move away, and I’m sad I won’t get to sit for them anymore, but I thought, “What could be a good going away gift for Mr. Peterson?”
I called my friend Jeremy and asked if he’d like to help me get Mr. Peterson cucked by the babysitter as his going-away gift. He laughed and said he’d do anything for me (The case with most men in my life.)
Cucked By The Babysitter
Saturday night, Mrs. Peterson went out with her girlfriends and said Mr. Peterson had to work from home, but he’d be unable to watch the babies, so she needed me to come over. It was the perfect and probably last chance I’d get to cuck her husband, so I told her I’d be right over.
When I got there, I helped feed the babies and did bathtime while I texted Jeremy to come over. By the time they were in bed and sleeping soundly, Jeremy arrived. I took him upstairs and into the Peterson’s bedroom. We started to make out, and his greedy hands were ripping my clothes off. Soon we were fucking in their bed, and I wasn’t quiet! I wanted Dear old Dad to wander into his room and catch us fucking. I started to hear footsteps and rolled Jeremy onto his back so I could ride him reverse cowgirl.
When Mr. Peterson appeared in the doorway, he was frozen. His mouth dropped, and his eyes were wide. “What the fuck, Val?” His hand rubbed over his crotch as I cupped my little tits and moaned for Jeremy. “Y-you shouldn’t be-” he started to talk but I pointed to the end of the bed.
“I know you’ve always wanted to watch me get fucked. Sit down.” He came forward like a zombie while pulling his cock free.
“You’re so beautiful.” He moaned as he stroked his puny white dick. I threw my head back as I rode Jeremy harder. Why was it making me so wet to cuck my boss?
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243