"You look so pretty laying with nowhere to go, baby." She turned her head some, glaring at me but her cries made me so hard. "And you're so wet for me... I can caress, lick and suck that little clit a couple times and have you dripping cum on my fingers. Do you want that? Do you want me to make your pussy cum?" Another glare, tinged with lust, was sent my way and she wiggled her ass . I chuckled and crawled up on the bed. I saw her tense up, her body completely rigid. My fingers wrapped around. . oh yes ... please touch me...” the girl begs softly, lifting her hips against his roaming hand.“I plan to, sweetheart. I plan to love you before I am done.” He brushes his hand against her clit once more and smiles against her nipple while she moans.Dave works his fingers in circles around her clit, making her whimper and whine with pleasure. When he takes her clit between two fingers and squeezes it gently, Ursula cries out and jumps in surprise. “Oh, fuck yes,” she pants, holding the old. As soon as the button at the waist band had beenfastened and the zipper pulled up, I did a little swish to make my skirtswirl around my legs.For today, I was going to wear a pink polo shirt. I still enjoy the factthat a blouse buttons opposite from a boy's shirt. Wonder why that is. Nomatter. With the blouse on and buttoned up, I lifted my skirt to tuck inthe blouse and pull it down. I had discovered some time ago that when ablouse is tucked into a girl's skirt, her boobs tend to look a. ..............I was jerking off fantasing about all this on the downstairs couch.... including 'the babysitter'....'Honey, I couldn't get our regular sitter tonight, I got the Bradley boy down the street over a block... he is 18 and seems very responsible and has babysat before, will you take him home later tonight?' Joy hollered down to me while I waited for her to finish dressing. Just then the doorbell rang... it was Jason, the babysitter. Our boys were 10 and 12, we needed a babysitter,.