For the first time, neither one of us seemed to care at all if we were caught. Even if Charles were to walk in now, hed have to use the jaws of life t... pull me off his sons cock. Fuck! FucK! AUugggh! Mommys cumming!!! I screamed, slapping his chest at the same time. It seemed Chris wasnt far behind, joining me in a post-orgasm cationic state as we both lied there motionless. In seconds, the room was completely silent again. I waited for my husband to break Chris door down, running in to see. And I kept going in and out slowly. I did this for a few minutes and she was now pushing her ass back into my crotch. She was enjoying my dick in her ass. I pushed my arm around her thing and my hand was on her pussy from below. I started to rub her clit, her pussy with my fingers as my dick was drilling her ass hole. She was so wet and she was now moaning and loving it.I started to increase my pace and kept fucking her ass. I still hadn’t gone balls deep in her ass. I was feeling really good. Sarah had babysat for Billy for almost a year and loved him dearly. Such an inquisitive, funny child that stayed very well behaved most of the time made babysitting a breeze.Usually Mr. Michaels had him fed by the time she got there around 6:30. She only had to play with him a little, give him a bath, get him ready for bed and read him a couple of bedtime stories. He would be sound asleep by 8:00 at the latest. That left Sarah alone for the rest of the night to do homework, watch TV, and. My inner schoolgirl stands there mocking me with an “I told you so” look on her face. With my back to you I quickly pull my camisole top on and reach for my skirt. “Where are my panties?” I half yell at no one and everyone at the same time. I can’t see clearly from the tears in my eyes. I pull my skirt on and hastily zip it up and fasten it in the back. Slipping into my sandals I turn and head for the bedroom door. “Michelle, where are you going? Don’t leave like this?” you say in a soft.