![]() ![]() Before my brain even registered what I was doing, I’d already carried her to the downstairs guest room. I pulled her into me, and her legs wrapped around my waist as we feverishly kissed. The kiss grew more intense as our tongues teased and danced, and I felt I might die if I didn’t get inside her soon. My tongue gently pushed between her lips and she moaned as it slid over hers. Her hands landed on my shoulders as I deepened the kiss. I bent my head and brushed my lips across hers. “I’m going to kiss you,” I told her, losing myself in her chocolate brown eyes. “Angela,” I said softly as I took her hands and pulled her up off the couch and into my arms. If she kept that up for much longer, I was going to cum down her throat and I didn’t want it to be over so soon. She lapped it up and tried to deep-throat me again and gagged. When she tried to take more of me down her throat and gagged, I felt a surge of pre-cum ooze out. I pulled her hair off her face and fisted it in a ponytail as I watched her sucking my cock. Her tongue swirled around my tip making my knees weak, and I struggled to keep my eyes open. I reached in and pulling out my cock, I offered it to her, then watched as her mouth slowly opened and her lips closed over my cock head. Instead, without any hesitation, I unfastened my belt along with the button on my slacks. I, of course, did absolutely nothing to stop her. She leaned forward, moved my hand out of the way, and pulled my zipper down. I felt like someone else had taken over my body and I was helpless to do anything about it. “Oh, it is,” I replied softly, and blinked. “Mmm-hmm, assuming that’s because of me,” she said, looking seductively up at me through her long eyelashes. We both looked at the tent in my pants and I shrugged as I moved my hand in front of my erection. My wife is getting ready and I should maybe…no, probably, uh, go upstairs and check on her,” I told her a little nervously and stood. “Yeah, Bobby’s five and upstairs asleep already. When I finally managed to pull my gaze back up, she was studying me with a slight smile on her lips. ![]() My eyes roamed down to her trim waist, flat tummy, her mini skirt, and finally her long, tan, smooth legs. I stared at her perky breasts (quickly imagining them full of milk), with her hard nipples visible through her dark tank top. “So, dinner with the wife while I watch your son?” she asked as she tilted her head at me. I followed her into the living room and we both sat on the couch less than a foot apart. There was really no hiding it since I was going commando, and I wondered if her touch was deliberate. As she walked by me, her hand brushed across my crotch and it was then I realized that I had a raging hard-on and my erection was bulging in my slacks. Please call me John,” I said and opened the door wider for her to come in. Angela looked up at me with a knowing smile. I shook my head to clear my mind as my heart thumped wildly in my chest. Then the visions quickly turned to us holding hands, her belly big with my baby, then in labor, and finally her breastfeeding our baby. Me fucking her against the wall, me on top of her pounding into her, me cumming down her throat as I held her head. But instead of my life, it was rapid-fire visions of me with Angela. When she looked up at me and swept her thick, gorgeous hair to the side, it was like my life flashed before my eyes. But it was her big, brown bedroom eyes that captivated me. ![]() She had long, thick, brown hair and soft, pink lips that begged to be kissed. I’d never seen a seventeen-year-old girl (woman) look so sultry. My cock agreed with me when he twitched in greeting. She was almost an hour early and I didn’t even have a shirt or shoes on yet.Īs soon as I answered the door, I knew I was in trouble. I heard a light knock on the door and looked at my watch. So, about a week ago, my wife Janice arranged for Angela to watch our five-year-old son for a couple of hours so that we could go out for a late dinner. Chelsea told us that Angela had graduated high school a year early with honors but was taking a year off before she went to college on a full academic scholarship and would welcome the income, and she also loved kids. Chelsea, our regular babysitter for the last five years had recently left for college but recommended her younger sister, Angela, for the job. ![]()
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