"What's up?"Was that Matt? she thought. She had last seen him as a scrawny, nasty 10-year-oldboy, a k** who was always trying to peek through the keyh...le at her when she wentto the bathroom. The last time she had baby- sat for Matt, three years ago, shehad had to give him a spanking for picking the lock on the bathroom door whileshe was taking a shower and bursting in to see her naked body.But this boy had grown. Boy, had he grown. Matt Daniels was now 5 foot, 8 inches,an inch taller than. " Hmm... Okay." He slapped his hand on the table. "Becky, my wife, is on her way up here with some food. I called her when I found you asleep in here. We need to get you fed and cleaned up. But here is what I am thinking."He paused to drink "I'll get her to stop by the house this afternoon and grab some blankets and a couple of pillows for you. You can stay here in the studio for a while. Until you get your feet under you, at least. There's a fridge, a stove, the bathroom. It's not really meant. I fingered myself and rub on my G spot, to make myself cum. I fell asleep afterwards, but was woken up to my mom and stepdad laughing, obviously they had just got home and were a bit drunk. Not long later I heard softish banging, and soon afterwards heard my mom moaning. The banging was the head board of my mom's bed hitting against the wall as my mom and stepdad were having sex. They obviously thought I was fast asleep. Her moans soon turned to screams of oh god I'm about to cum, she was. I can feel your breath now, just inches away… “Wait. I’ve got a better idea,” you say suddenly Better? How can any idea be better than your red lips caressing me, that wet, pink mouth? I stare at you, wide eyed as your mouth hovers inches from my twitching, straining cock. “What?” I manage. “Well…” You move back up next to me, looking into my eyes again. “What would really turn me on..” Your hand is still in my lap, your fingers making absent minded circles around my now purple head. Your.