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Warning: This isn’t one of those naive babysitter sex stories!
Sitting by on the couch waiting for Mr. Barnes to get home was what I would do every single Friday night. I always wondered if he realized just how much of a tease I was. To tell you the truth I wasn’t even that into him, I just wanted to control him, I wanted to get things out of him and the best way to do was to make him eat out of the palm of my hand. But I was waiting for him to make the first move, and I knew it would be soon.
When Mr. Barnes arrived I pretended I was in a hurry but he insisted I stayed. He started going on and on about how good I looked and how he really wanted to show me something up in his bedroom. When we went to it, all he had to show me was his cock. The loser thought he could force himself onto me but I showed who really is in charge. I laughed and it took him by surprise.
“Did you really think I am going to just let you fuck me? Just like that?”
I asked. He got really nervous. I ordered him to start stroking. When I spread my legs and showed him my sweet teen pussy I knew I got him. He asked what he had to do to have it. To taste it. I made him beg. And he obviously did! He begged so much that when his tongue touched my sweet cunny he started leaking precum. A little pathetic if you ask me. Of course, I wasn’t going to let him fuck me if he wanted to stick his dick in me, it was going to cost him.
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