No doubt, in fact, she was. Clearly, however, the elasticity and recuperative powers of her youth had thus far served to prevent such adventures from ...iminishing the delight of my uninvited incursion.In fact, as that athletic young sleeve clutched at me in oily embrace, it was none of these observations that brought me wonder. What did surprise me, as I hastened the pace with which I plundered the teen-aged babysitter's slobbering fuckbox, was how easy it had all been.Katie had been sitting for. We went into my bedroom, she appeared a bit nervous. The sign was obviously "I'm having fun, getting fucked up, don't ruin it", but I had no intention, yet, of applying any sort of moves on her, nor doing anything to imply that I was perving in any way. Instead, I opened up my cabinet, pulled a silver tray out, set it on the corner of my bed, and pulled the lid off."Oh Fuck!" so unexpected was that pile of Columbian Snow that her reaction was completely natural. And it was Desire. I knew that. I smooch her for 10 minutes. Suddenly she pushed me back and I asked her what happened. She asked me that do you have condoms. I said no then she said me that before going further go and bring condoms till that I will finish my household works. So I went and brought 10 condoms. I rang the bell and she opened the door. Wow she was looking like a sex god. She pulls me inside and started kissing me oooohhhh her lips were so soft. I closed the door and began to smooch her as well as massaging her. It was warmer days now and I was still wearing the pair of hiker-style (middle of the knee) cargo shorts that I had worn to work that day. I knew, from past experience, it would be a lot easier to pull up the leg on the shorts and pull my cock out than trying to unfasten my pants and fold them back in order to get at my cock. The only thing holding me back was that I was wearing a pair of boxer-brief underwear. It wasn't that I couldn't manage to work around that, but it was more of a turn-on.