Brenda Goes To Bed

Mr. Fraser dropped Brenda off and she ran upstairs to her room, not wanting to explain to her parents about her wet clothes. Slipping into her favorite babydoll pajamas she took the wad of cash Mr. Fraser had given her, counting it again. Two hundred dollars! Maybe this babysitting stuff was a better deal than she originally thought. But then, she wasn't paid that much for watching the Fraser brats. She was paid that much for showing him a good time, and having one herself.

She started to hatch a plan as her fingers drifted inside her panties. She was still wet from her tryst with Mr. Fraser, his cum seeping out onto her fingers. She tasted it after rubbing her clit, smiling at the sweet saltiness of their combined orgasms. Sliding two fingers into her young cunt she brought herself off, thinking of how good it had felt as he sprayed her womb with his seed. She got a feeling of power as she closed her eyes, remembering the rictus of orgasm on his face. Between licking his cum from her fingers and plunging them deep inside she managed to bring herself to a second orgasm that evening.