Horny Blonde Babysitter Fucks Older Boss [MyBabySittersClub]

The house was too quiet, too still. I paced around, phone pressed to my ear, waiting for the signal. My babysitter, a blonde bombshell with legs that went on for miles, was due any minute. I needed a distraction, something to take the edge off. When she walked in, her tight jeans hugging her ass, I knew exactly what I wanted. “Hey, boss,” she purred, dropping her bag. Her eyes were on me, hungry, knowing. I hung up the phone, my cock already hard. “Come here,” I commanded. She sauntered over, her hips swinging, and straddled me on the couch. Her hands were in my hair, her mouth on mine, hot and demanding. I gripped her thighs, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. She ground against me, her wetness soaking through her jeans. I needed more. I needed her naked, screaming my name. I flipped her over, her back arching as I yanked down her jeans, exposing her shaved pussy. I dove in, my tongue licking her slit, tasting her sweetness. She moaned, her hands fisting my hair. I sucked her clit, my fingers sliding inside her, fucking her hard. She bucked against me, her orgasm ripping through her. But I wasn’t done. I stood up, unbuckling my belt, my cock springing free. She looked up at me, her eyes glazed with lust. “Suck me,” I ordered. She took me in her mouth, her head bobbing, her lips wrapped tight. I fucked her mouth, my hips thrusting, my cock hitting the back of her throat. She gagged, tears streaming down her face, but she took it all. I pulled out, my cock glistening with her saliva. I spun her around, bending her over the couch. I spanked her ass, hard, leaving a red handprint. She yelped, but pushed back against me, begging for more. I positioned myself at her entrance, my cockhead teasing her. She whimpered, pushing back, trying to impale herself on me. I laughed, slapping her ass again. “Patience,” I growled. But she was beyond listening. She reached back, grabbing my cock, and guided it into her. We both groaned as I filled her, her pussy clenched around me. I started to move, my hips slapping against her ass, my balls bouncing against her clit. She screamed, her nails digging into the couch cushion. I fucked her hard, my cock pounding into her, my grip on her hips bruising. She came again, her pussy milking me, her body convulsing. I followed soon after, my cock pulsing, my cum filling her. We collapsed onto the couch, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths ragged. She looked at me, a satisfied smile on her face. “Good evening, boss,” she said, her voice husky. I smirked, pulling her into my arms. “Good evening indeed, babysitter.”