The magazines also contained ads for clubs offering a variety of services, and a lot of them were in English too. They offered a variety of implements...from whips, restraints, clamps as well as dildos. Some of the magazines she kept whole, others she would cut up and paste the pictures into her album for her own personal library. As I was to learn later, she had also picked up a stock of rather risqué old fashioned underwear. I managed to spend two more afternoons with her, and each time I got. Gopher was lying on my chest and Samantha was right by my side. I was half awake when I heard the door open and Missy come in. She Looked down and laughed I think it was because her 2 and a half foot son and lying on her 5'9 babysitter drooling a large puddle on my shirt."Hey Trouble... Daniel." She said just loud enough for me to catch it."Yes Missy what do you need." I replied gently rolling Gopher off of me."Come here your shirt is soaked." She said staggering over to the futon trying not to. As I move my finger in and out, I move forward again and touch her clit with my tongue, gently moving it round and round. She moans more. I pull away again and ask her if she want two fingers, she nods, still with her eyes closed. I can see she wants it, but I want to make this last.I insert both fingers into her hole, all the way in and she gasps again. I pull out slowly then in and out, in and out. I start to move faster, leaning forward to lick her clit all the time pushing my two fingers in. She felt it against her and looked into my eyes, “Baby!” she said softly. Still looking deep into my eyes, Caroline snaked her hand down between us and rubbed my hard on through my pants. She kissed me again and said, “Maybe we should just stay in!” She smiled the cutest, little devilish smile and took my hand, leading me to her bed room. I watched her perfect little ass as she walked. The sight made my cock ache!By her bed, she turned to face me and threw her arms back around my neck. So.