She looked down. Sure enough, her blouse was soaked through, and it was clinging to her breast. Her breasts are fairly small, and most days she don't bother wearing a bra, although in hindsight she was wearing a white shirt that day and probably should have had one on. she covered herself quickly, looking up at Mr. Lesnar and blushing furiously as she realised what she had just accused him of. "I'm so sorry," she gasped, incredibly embarrassed. "she... oh God, I didn't mean to... I'm so sorry..."
"it's fine," Mr. Lesnar mumbled. "I didn't mean to look, but... well, you're a pretty girl,and ...I..., I'm the one who should be sorry, Ruth."She didn't say anything for a moment. Truth be told, she was actually kind of flattered, now that she knew Mr. Lesnar wasn't a perverted freak. She looked at him as he stared at the ground, his hands covering the bulge in his pants. He was a very handsome man, and as she stared at him, She began to think of a way to get back at both Kelly and her boyfriend.She took a step forward. "You shouldn't be sorry, Mr. Lesnar. I'm kind of flattering, actually," She said.He laughed softly. "I'm Forty, Ruth. Getting hard looking at a twenty year old girl who is my daughter's best friend -- and my best friend's daughter -- isn't a good thing. She can't help it, though. Every time you come over here, I..." he stopped, and shook his head. "God, I shouldn't be telling you that. You already think I'm sick, I shouldn't tell you that."This was even better, she thought. she looked around the room. Kelly was a normal girl, and her room was fairly messy, but her bed was clear of stuff, and nicely made. she walked over and sat down on it, leaning on her hands and pressing her knees together as she looked at Mr. Lesnar. "I don't mind, Mr. Lesnar. In fact, it kind of helps me."He continued to stare at the ground. "I don't see how it helps you.""Well, I've just been cheated on by my boyfriend, and my best friend. I've always thought you were a very good looking man, and well, you obviously would be able to help me... well, get back at them."He finally looked at her. "I can't," he said. "I mean... you're twenty."she giggled. "And I'm all wet. How about you help me out of these wet clothes?""And it's my daughter... Honey, I'm mad at her, but I can't do that to her," he continued, though she noticed that her comment had made his voice tremble a bit."You don't understand what she did to her," she said. "Imagine that someone knew what would hurt you the worst in the world, and then they did it. I know you want to, and right now there's nothing she want more."He stood, staring at her for a minute, looking conflicted. she bit her lip as he looked at her. "Please, Mr. Lesnar?" she said softly, pleading with him."Your father is going to kill me," he whispered before walking up to her. He dropped to his knees in front of her, though he was so tall that he could almost still see eye-to-eye with her. He touched her knee, and his hands were warm against her goose-bumped skin. His eyes took her in, staring at her body and looking as though he were trying to memorise the look of her wet clothes clinging to her. "You're freezing," he said, running his hands down her calves and then to the hem of her skirt. she sighed as he tried to warm her up a bit, though her skin was so damp that it wasn't doing much.He put his hands on her hips. "Stand up," he ordered. she stood slowly, his hands guiding her up as she stood and staying on her hips. His nose was almost brushing the wet skirt, and she could tell that it was lined up against her mound. He reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. It stuck to her hips and he pulled it down, letting it fall to the floor with a sloppy thud. She shivered as she was left in just a tiny, black lace thong, the air in the room chilling her even further and causing most of her pale skin to b covered in goose-bumps. Mr. Lesnar let out an appreciative sigh and slid his hands up to her ass, his hands warm against her bare skin as he buried his face into her covered mound. He sucked her clit through the thin thong, and she gasped as her body started to tingle. He used his grip on her ass to pull her body closer to his face, his face just pressed against her . He stayed like that for a moment before he brought his hands to the waistband of the thong, slowly pulling it down her legs. Once he had it off, he stood up. she had never stood this close to Mr. Lesnar before, and had to look up to see him. He raised his hands to her shirt and started to unbutton it. Once it was undone, he peeled it away from her damp skin and dropped it to the floor. she shivered as she stood, nude, in front of him, unable to keep herself from shaking as he then took a step back and stared at her."Is everything okay, Mr. Lesnar?" she asked softly, concerned that he was going to back out on her. Ahe crossed her arms and rubbed her upper arms, trying to warm up.He nodded, then paused and shook his head. "Ruth... your dad is going to kill me if I do this to you. And Kelly will hate both of us forever."She stood naked and still shivering in front of him as her face fell. "Please..." she whispered. "I will never tell my dad... and I won't tell Kelly that you did it because of what I told you." He continued to shake his head as he stared at her. "Mr. Lesnar, please. I know you want this..."He swallowed again. "You just want this for revenge," he said. "I...""I want it, though," she said, and she wasn't lying. Just having him undress her and the little bit of attention he had paid to her clit had her dripping wet. The warmth between her legs was spreading all over her lower body. "Please, I know you want this. Don't you want me, Mr. Lesnar?"He opened his mouth, and she anticipated protest. "I will let you do anything to me that you want."His mouth shut and he looked her straight in the eye. "Anything?"she grinned. "Anything at all."He stared at her for a moment longer and then began to unbuckle his belt. He could see how horny she was, so he decided to take full control. "Since you said anything. I want you to get down on your knees," He said. She dropped onto the carpeted floor obediently, looking up at him. She knew what he want her to do. She had been in that position many times. He took his belt off and walked over to her. "I guess you know what to do."He sounded confident, but also a bit nervous, as if she wouldn't listen to him.
She grinned. Little did he know that this was one of Ruth's favourite parts of sex. She loved to suck dick, and she loved to look up and watch as the guy she was sucking got off. she reached up and unbuttoned Mr. Lesnar's pants, sliding them down his legs, and teasing his dick through his boxers. she reached back up and grabbed the waistband of his boxers, slowly bringing them down. His dick sprang out, and she grinned, impressed.He jumped a bit as she wrapped a hand around him, probably because her hands were freezing. His dick was of average length, but incredibly thick. she flicked her tongue against his tip, licking the underside of his shaft lightly before twirling her tongue around his tip. She heard Mr. Lesnar gasp and she continued to lick his smooth dick, coating him with her saliva until it was glistening. Once it was wet, she took his tip in her mouth and sucked gently. Mr. Lesnar groaned and she slide him in her mouth a bit more. she sucked him a little more, stroking his wet dick with her other hand as she bobbed her head teasingly on him. Each time she moved on his dick, she let it slide a little further in her mouth, until she had as much as she could handle, which she was proud to say was most of it. She glanced up. Mr. Lesnar's hands were resting on the back of her head, and his eyes were squeezed shut. she kept sucking on his dick, raising her other hand to gently rub his balls. The second she
"Please..." she moaned, squirming. "Please Lesnar... you know what I want." "Say it," he demanded. "Tell me what you want me to do." "I... I w-want you to lick me..." "she am licking you, honey. I'm licking your leg." She groaned in frustration, desperate to be touched. "Lick her pussy! Suck my pussy" she gasped. "Please, please..." He flicked his tongue against her wet slit, licking the length of it before he slid his tongue into her pussy. she moaned softly, lifting herself to push his tongue in further. Mr. Lesnar let go of her hands and brought them to her pussy, rubbing her slit before he slide a finger in. At the same time, he flicked his tongue against her clit. she almost went crazy, grinding against his finger as he took her clit in her mouth and began to suck it. She gasped and writhed under him, her hands trailing down to rest against his head and push him closer to me. He thrust his finger in her slowly, ignoring her grinding efforts to make him go faster. After a mo
He looked surprised. "A picture?" he said blankly, before comprehension dawned on him. "Right..." He pulled her off of him and she rolled onto her back as he stood up. Kelly's digital camera was sitting on the desk next to her computer, and after grabbing that, he started digging through the drawers of her night table and dresser. "She's got to have lube around here," he explained as he looked. "She's obviously done... that... before." "Check the bottom drawer," she said, and she was right. Mr. Lesnar pulled out a small tube and crawled back onto the bed. Her leaned over and kissed her. "It'll feel really good after a bit, she promise," he said with his lips against hers. "Okay," she whispered. "Get on your hands and knees," he said. she did, her ass facing him as she turned. she heard him open the tube and she squeezed her eyes shut. He put a hand on her ass, rubbing gently before she felt his other hand against her hole. His finger was cold, but slid against her hole easily. He
He repeated it a few more times, and despite the fact that it hurt when he was all the way in her, she started to enjoy herself. He must have noticed, because he moved one of his hands off her hips and slid it around her again, fingering her clit. She sighed as he fingered her, enjoying the feeling, though she was pretty sure she wouldn't cum from being fucked in the ass. He was braced against her, and she could feel him resting against her back as he started to move against her faster. She wasn't exactly sure that she could handle him moving faster, and she protested slightly, struggling against the hands holding her in place. As she pulled away from him, he rubbed her clit harder, and she couldn't help but moan. His legs were resting on the outside of hers, and with a grunt, he lifted himself slightly, and pushed me down further on the bed. Her knees gave out and she collapsed onto her stomach, Mr. Lesnar's hand underneath her. He kept rubbing her clit, his fingers moving faster as
Mike's kids were crying, and his wife, Kelly, was out back, smoking another cigarette as if she dosen't give a fuck. She have tried to make them stop but she couldn't. Sometimes Mike can't wait to get out of the house, even if it means spending more time all alone with bottles of beer.It was going to be about ten more minutes until their new babysitter arrive. The last babysitter got admitted into a university last week. She was working for them ever since their oldest was born about four years ago. The previous baby sitter was so sweet, but was going off to study applied microbiology. She was great with their kids.They found a new girl who was recommended by a friend. Her name is Eva and just graduated from high school. She's 19 years old. As Mike was waiting for her, he was hoping she has those magical babysitter skills and powers to make the kids happy.Good ones can make the kids stop crying before they even leave the house. Mikes wife, Kelly, can't do that and Mike can't do it e
The next few weeks were a mess to Mike. His dick gets hard like rock every time his mind flashed back to the naked pictures.Mike thought, How the fuck did she have the guts to put the pictures, Who took the pictures, Who the fuck is babysitting is kids?He couldn't believe this little nympho. Worst was that his kids loved her. They kept begging him for her to come over and play with them.He jacked off at work so many times. He was in a daze. He asked and begged his wife, Kelly, to suck his dick but she refused."I don't do that," Kelly said."Please, baby, please," Mike said."Maybe you don't want me here with you." She said and went downstairs in annoyance.. She hated Mike for that. She would glared at Mike all the time. The more he tried to get close to her, to wrap his hands around her waist, to nuzzle his wife neck, to cup her ass cheek while she heated up a frozen dinner, the more she withdrew herself from him. She was ignoring all of his advances.The pictures of Eva kept him
They kept going until his balls tightened up and he started to groan even louder."I'm gonna come in your mouth baby," Mike said. She moaned. "Keep going baby." After a few minutes, she was able to take the hole length of his dick into her throat. Mike groaned and squeezed her boobs roughly. She wanted to satisfy Mike and please him. She was giving him her best blowjob.Bobbing back up, she looked up at Mike, her eyes glistening with tears from choking. Mike stroked his dick hard and grabbed her hair, then thrust his dick onto her mouth again before he came hard in her mouth, pumping his semen into her throat in huge spurts. Eva loved the test and began to swallow all. She doesn't want to lost any drop. After he emptied his balls into her throat, his dick finally started to soften.Eva stayed down there, giggling and laying her flat tongue on the tip of his dick and cleaning him up with her mouth. He pulled her up to sit on his lap. "That was amazing," Mike said."You liked it?" She
Kelly had never, ever done this. Partly because she just didn't have the necessary machinery for the fact that she have a small breast. But even she had a big breast, Mike don't think she would have done this. When they had sex, it was very straightforward. She never treated him with any special moves. But Eva fucking wrote the book on special moves.At this moment, was now licking the tip of his dick every time it came up through her cleavage.She was smiling and giggling, so happy as she got him off with her big breast. Mike was happy too. She started talking dirty to him. Mike was on the verge of cumming and could hardly speak."You like this, don't you, Daddy?" Eva said."Yes, baby." Mike responded."You like fucking my breast with your big daddy dick.""Mmmmmmm.""You got so hard thinking about how good I am with your kids, don't you?" Eva asked.Mike groaned loudly."Gosh! I love them."Mike groaned again. She was squeezing her breast on his dick even harder now, moving her boob