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So my wife passed out after a night of drinking at the office Christmas party, leaving me alone to take care of the babysitter. At first, I think I'll just pay Mandy what I owe her and she'll be on her way, but it doesn't work out that way. Seems the hot little babysitter has had a crush on me for some time, and now that we're all alone, she wants to find out what it's like to experience an older . . . bigger man. It's a tough predicament. But she's just so damned persistent!

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Produktbeschreibung
So my wife passed out after a night of drinking at the office Christmas party, leaving me alone to take care of the babysitter. At first, I think I'll just pay Mandy what I owe her and she'll be on her way, but it doesn't work out that way. Seems the hot little babysitter has had a crush on me for some time, and now that we're all alone, she wants to find out what it's like to experience an older . . . bigger man. It's a tough predicament. But she's just so damned persistent!


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Autorenporträt
Back in high school I was what you might call a tease. Sure, I gave my share of BJs and hand jobs, but rarely did I go all the way back in those days. It was more fun for me to seduce the boys, get them as hot and bothered as I could, just to watch them ache. I loved more than anything to watch their expressions when I wore a skirt and would leave my legs open, ever so slightly, exposing just a glint of panties. Or when one of my tits accidentally poked out of my shirt during gym class. More than anything, back in high school I loved watching their faces as I was yanking them off, that old familiar grimace stretched across their faces as they'd explode all over the back seat of my dad's car . . . I suppose that's what I love most about writing erotica--the thrill of knowing that people are getting off on the stories I have to tell. I hope you enjoy!

I love hearing from readers!!! . . . you can email me at KPM@kimberleemadison.com