She feels her eyes looking at her lovely bottom from below, so she adds a bit more swing to her hips climbing those steep stairs. "Let me see those ta...ty tits and beautiful bums, baby! Now we need to undress and be completely clean before we will meet Professor Peter." Petra massages her bottom and leads her to the bathroom. "Ever had an enema before? Papa Peter prefers a clean back-door for his sexy sessions". Tamara shakes her head, her hair caressing her shoulders. "Bend over brunette. Nina eagerly took them with her tan hands. She leaned forward and kissed my nipples. She licked and teased them slowly as if she was unsure of herself. But she was encouraged by my moans of delight.I grabbed her sari and pulled it from her shoulder. Her bra clasped in the front. I flicked the clasp quickly and her gorgeous brown lobes fell out. She stood so I could help her unwrap her sari. She wore a stiff silk petticoat. I pulled the drawstring and it fell around her ankles. She stood in. Now, four years later, she just turned eighteen, and I’m twenty two. The importance of this, of course, is that it’s the summer of her eighteenth year, and I just graduated from college. As to how this involves babysitting, as the title indicates, well, my parents had me early in life, and then waited until I was thirteen to have another kid – thus, my brother Jonah was born. Fast forward five more years (I’m eighteen by this point, and Jonah is five, for all you math geniuses out there), they. Sex was always involved.Summer, who I had developed a friends-with-benefits relationship with, was also part of our gang and went with us to various festivals. We enjoyed the bands, got flat-out drunk and laughed till we couldn't stand on our feet. We camped on the festival grounds, where there always seemed to be a group of drunks playing Motorhead songs all night on a boombox. We made campfires, lost our wallets and made friends for life.One festival, Summer put up her small tent next to mine.