![]() He was busy kissing and sucking her tits and finger-fucking her cunt. He asked her to suck his cock and she said, “later”. I think that was the very first time I’d ever heard the word, “cunt”! As in, “Fuck My Cunt! Fuck My Cunt!” He started finger-fucking her and she was moaning and groaning and using the nastiest language I’d ever heard. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen!Įvery few seconds she would lift her head up and look at me with a BIG smile on her face! I knew she probably couldn’t actually see me, so she probably didn’t see me smiling back at her.īy this time her boyfriend had somehow managed to get his shoes, pants, and underwear off. The babysitter on her back was spread wide open and her wet hairy pussy was only 5 feet away from my hungry eyes! The babysitter’s pussy was hairier than my Mom’s. The only pussy I’d seen up to that time was when I was like 9 years old and I walked past the open door of the upstairs bathroom and I got a quick glimpse of my Mom’s hairy pussy as she stepped out of the shower. He had her little skirt shoved up over her waist, her panties off, and her legs spread wide open in no time at all. They were all over each other in a passionate sexual frenzy. They came running up the stairs and into the bedroom and jumped on my parents’ bed. I waited in the dark closet shivering and shaking with excitement and anticipation! Then the doorbell rang and she told me to keep quiet, adjusted her short skirt, and ran downstairs to answer it. She took me upstairs to my parents’ bedroom and turned on a couple of lamps, then had me hide in the closet with the sliding doors opened about three inches. I eagerly “promised” and she got on the phone with her boyfriend. I asked her if I could watch and her face kind of lit up and she said, “Well, if you hide, don’t make any noise, and promise not to tell anyone, then okay”. ![]() I asked her if they were going to have sex and she laughed and said, “that’s the idea”. ![]() ![]() She said if I didn’t tell anyone that she would make it “worth it” to me. She wasn’t supposed to have any friends of hers at our house, but she had a boyfriend she really wanted to see. I was 12 years old and my babysitter was 17 or 18 (HS Senior) and my parents were gone for the weekend. ![]()
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