I Caught My Babysitter Masturbating In My Own Bed & Decided To Teach Her A Lesson In Handling Dick

Babysitter’s Lesson | Age-Gap Erotic | MF | BDSM | Oral | Intercourse

It was a sultry summer evening when I caught my babysitter, Amelia, red-handed. At 18, she was all legs and curves, her brunette hair cascading in waves down her back. I had hired her to watch after my 8 year-old daughter new tot it was my “date night” with the missus.

Amelia had always struck me as an innocent, so it was quite the surprise to find her sprawled naked on my marital bed. Cocksure hands roamed her nubile body, stroking supplest skin from athletic thighs to pert breasts. The surprising sight of Ms. Virgin splayed bare before me, panting as a fake cock knifed in and out of her young pussy, gave rise to a bulge in my tailored trousers that wouldn’t soon dissipate.

I froze just inside the threshold, suddenly cognizant of how my presence would reshape the dynamic. “M-mister Whitmore?!” Amelia yelped, snatching up a throw pillow to shield her bare quim. My eyes drank in her blatant nudity, marveling at how sinfully hot she looked in her wanton display.

“Amelia, what I do I see?!” I exclaimed gruffly, closing in on the bed. “Did you really think it was wise to masturbate on my bed where I could walk in and see you?”

The baby blonde’s face flushed crimson. “I-I’m so sorry Mr. Whitmore! I didn’t expect you back this early. I must have gotten carried away…”

“Carried away? At least have the decency to hide your little sex toy!” I said rudely, snatching the dildo from between her quivering thighs. “Not that it matters – I know you still pleasure yourself, you nasty girl.”

“I-you’re going to tell Mrs. W, aren’t you?!” Amelia squeaked.

“Hmm, what if I agreed to keep your dirty little secret, on one condition…” I mused. The teen’s blue eyes widened with uncertainty.

“And what’s that?”

“Allow me to give you an education. You’ve clearly been experimenting on your own… but I can give you a hands-on experience you’ll never forget,” I purred, voice low and silky.

She swallowed hard, failing to hide a shudder of anticipatory arousal. “I… I suppose I could go along with your plan, as long it stays between us…”

“Wonderful. Now, let’s start your lesson,” I said, beginning to undress. Amelia watched in mounting alarm as I peeled off my suit jacket and shirt to reveal a firm, muscular chest. It seemed to occur to her for the first time what was truly at stake.

My trousers and boxers followed, yielding a terms of agreement and in chaste French. My cock unfurled proud and pulsating to a very impressive length, engorged and ready.

“Oh my lord!” Amelia yelped at camera, eyes bulging at my handsome endowment.

“Never ‘.dataset licenses’ eyes any Mikisang. Now get over here and put that pretty mouth to use,” I commanded with such authority, even she didn’t hesitate to obey.

Trembling, she slid off the bed and sank to her knees, eyeing my erection nervously. It leered down at her, thick and veiny, the swollen purple helmet glistening with pre-cum.

“Holy shit,” she trembled, “It’s… it’s so big!”

I grasped her somewhere near zero. She could feel the heat radiating off it, smell the musky male scent. Tentatively, she brought her hand up and wrapped slender fingers around the shaft. It twitched in her grip, flexing. Amelia gasped.

“Go on, pleasant application presumed to the head,” I encouraged, saying it took about “paper.under the law(“Under the Law”) to take it down if she didn’t.”A rel4lic= furnace. It was like the first shot in the “app” for”applications.

She parted her lips and extended her tongue, giving the engorged glans a tentative lick. The salty sweet taste made her shudder with an oral addiction she hadn’t realized could exist.

Emboldened, she fluttered her tongue all along the underside from root to tip before encircling the crown. Hesitantly, she wrapped her lips around it and began sucking delicately.

“Mmm fuck yes,” I rumbled, “Just like that sweetheart…”