Meant for me.You should know I'm stubborn ... I sat for 3 days, in my shit and piss, growling at my mothers oatmeal. "You are going to sit there until...you eat that," she said. I didn't. I don't eat oatmeal, malt-o-meal, cream-o-wheat or any of that crap except grits, and they have to be nearly solid with butter and salt ... only!!Well, you can slip in some cheese and soft boiled eggs, that's breakfast. The rest of that crap is poison. My dad felt the same way.My brother and my sisters finally. AlsoI didn?t think about it at the time, but he?s going to expect a girlbabysitter and I?m a boy! If I accept the job, and then he finds outthat I?m not a girl, couldn?t I get into a lot of trouble???Hmm....? said my mom. ?You have a good point, Taylor. Some peoplehave closed minds when it comes to gender, so if you?re going tobabysit I think that we would need to be upfront and honest with himabout your gender. As for not having experience ? maybe your sisterCourtney would agree to go with. I lifted them to my face and smelled the most gorgeous smell of pussy that I had ever smelled. In fact the only cunt that I had smelled before was my wife when I had given her a kissing down there. I could feel my erection rising and dropped them back into the basket and put the lid on. Over the years as we visited Sally and got to know her better I made regular trips to her bathroom and to enjoy the smell of her panties. One evening I was up there and took a pair out of the basket and put. I didn’t understand what he said, as to be very frank I never knew he could fuck me there, as his fingers felt great in my ass what about my ass BIL and I asked like a dumb.Udhar dekh, kaisa uska gand mara raha hai BIL said showing me the slut getting fucked in her ass.I was delighted and afraid, as his fingers were hurting when he finger fucked me. I said will that not hurt bahuji BIL maine chal nahi paungi, agar apne wahpe kiya to.Laughing he said kisne bola terko he was grinding his cock.