Not much tit, he observed, but her tight jeans nicely emphasized her trim legs and nice ass. She looked kind of athletic, which could explain the conf...dent hand-shake. Yeah, he was definitely looking forward to spending an evening with this sweetie. If he didn't make a quick exit now, he might start drooling. "See you tomorrow," Billy mumbled as he headed back up the stairs.After he left, Billy's mom told Michelle, "He thinks he's a little too old for a babysitter, of course. But he's never. He pulled me back over his shoulder, laid me down on our chequered blanket and covered my body with his. His hand snaked its way over my shoulders, my collarbone, my waist, my hips – oh every inch of me. ‘You’re bossy,’ he smirked. ‘You’re strong,’ I remarked. ‘You don’t weigh anything,’ he replied. ‘You’re really strong,’ I argued. ‘You’re really wet.’ ‘You’re – wait how do you know?’ I exclaimed. ‘Call it a hunch. May I?’ His wandering hand halted at the top of my hips, his delicate fingers. She was elated and terrified. She breathed, she cussed, she held on for dear life, she said ‘Never Again!’, she looked into her baby daughter’s eyes, she held her for the first time, she nursed her at her breast, she was awash in emotions too difficult to describe but she knew she loved this little child more than life itself. She was 34 years old. She stood at the front of the room and everyone cheered. She was the one that had done this, she was the one that these people were here in honor. Click, flash. Nike guy is still taking pictures. ?Look at me? he instructs. I look up. Click, flash. Click flash. I am aware the cap guy is behind me. There is a squelch and I feel the lube being rubbed around the entrance to my arse. I am also aware that more cum is dribbling from my pussy down the inside of my leg. Cap guy is pushing his cock against my anus. I clinch the bedclothes, just able to grip the bed me my hands. He pushes and stabs, then he is in. I wince and yelp. Cap guy slaps my.