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Description:I’ve been GI Joey’s babysitter for years, but now everything feels different. Now that I’m older, I notice more things, like the way GI Joey’s arms have gotten so strong they are barely contained by his shirt or the way he tries so hard not to stare at my new body every time we’re in the same room. Sometimes, I even try to get his attention on purpose, just to see him try to resist. Nothing can beat the expression on his face every time I bend over right in front of him, I swear I can hear his heart rising and I see how his pants get tighter. To be honest, I’ve always had a thing for older guys, but there’s something about the way GI Joey tries to resist being with me that makes me want him even more. I was sure, I needed him to fuck me and nothing was going to stop me. I even stopped wearing underwear and started using my shorter skirts, the ones that would have fit me a year ago. After a few weeks of torturing the poor guy, I’ve finally decided it is time for him to cave in. I offer him a hug, and he reluctantly accepts it. He pulls me in tight, and I just know it: I’m finally going to get laid. He starts rubbing my soft, bare legs, trying to be gentle, but he finally loses control and kisses me so passionately that I can feel it in between my legs. His hands are stronger than I thought, and I can only think of one thing: I need them all over my body. I don’t need to ask him because the second that crosses my mind, he is already grabbing my new boobs so desperately that it makes me know how long he has been waiting for this. When he starts moving his tongue inside my pussy we can hear something coming from the house, but our bodies won’t let us stop. He asked me to be quiet and said I would do anything for him to keep going. Anything. That’s when I start taking off his pants and undercover his hard, long dick that I know has been begging for my mouth. I give him everything that he can want, sucking his cock dry and letting him fill in every hole in my body, desperate to have him inside me. At that moment, I knew two things: this is even better than I imagined, and he will never be able to resist me again.
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Description: I’ve been GI Joey’s babysitter for years, but now everything feels different. Now that I’m older, I notice more things, like the way GI Joey’s arms have gotten so strong they are barely contained by his shirt or the way he tries so hard not to stare at my new body every time we’re in the same room. Sometimes, I even try to get his attention on purpose, just to see him try to resist. Nothing can beat the expression on his face every time I bend over right in front of him, I swear I can hear his heart rising and I see how his pants get tighter. To be honest, I’ve always had a thing for older guys, but there’s something about the way GI Joey tries to resist being with me that makes me want him even more. I was sure, I needed him to fuck me and nothing was going to stop me. I even stopped wearing underwear and started using my shorter skirts, the ones that would have fit me a year ago. After a few weeks of torturing the poor guy, I’ve finally decided it is time for him to cave in. I offer him a hug, and he reluctantly accepts it. He pulls me in tight, and I just know it: I’m finally going to get laid. He starts rubbing my soft, bare legs, trying to be gentle, but he finally loses control and kisses me so passionately that I can feel it in between my legs. His hands are stronger than I thought, and I can only think of one thing: I need them all over my body. I don’t need to ask him because the second that crosses my mind, he is already grabbing my new boobs so desperately that it makes me know how long he has been waiting for this. When he starts moving his tongue inside my pussy we can hear something coming from the house, but our bodies won’t let us stop. He asked me to be quiet and said I would do anything for him to keep going. Anything. That’s when I start taking off his pants and undercover his hard, long dick that I know has been begging for my mouth. I give him everything that he can want, sucking his cock dry and letting him fill in every hole in my body, desperate to have him inside me. At that moment, I knew two things: this is even better than I imagined, and he will never be able to resist me again.