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don’t tell mom the baby sitter gives head (intro)

“I don’t need a babysitter mom” Devon whined. Mrs. Wilson was fastening her necklace at the door trying to step into her shoes at the same time.

“She’s not for you, she’s for Kate, now go get your dad, we’re going to be late.”

“But I’m old enough to watch her myself.” Devon hated being treated like a child. He was almost thirteen, he could watch her. She was already asleep anyway. Plus all Mrs. Davis did was crochet and watch TV on the couch.

“Enough Devon.” his mom snapped. “Go get dad, Jenny will be here any minute.”

Jenny. Jenny was coming over. Devon walked up to his room, completely forgetting to talk to his dad. He lay back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He pushed his brown hair out of his face.

“Devon.” his mom called. “Devon!”

He shook his head. “What?”

His mom was at his door. Shit. He hoped she couldn’t see his boner.
“Jenny is going to be late but we have to leave right now or we’ll miss our reservation. Will you be okay alone with Kate for half an hour until she gets here?”

Devon smiled. “I thought I was too young to watch Kate.”

“Don’t be a smartass.” she said turning her back to leave. “Call us if any happens.”

“Okay Mom.”

“Bye. Love you.” his parents shouted from the hall. He heard the door slam. Sweet.

Devon couldn’t believe that Jenny was coming over. Jenny was so hot. He would see her walking to school in the morning, her round boobs and ass bouncing as she walked. She had perfect blond hair and smooth skin. Sometimes he could see her nipples through her shirt… His penis was so stiff that his shorts were making a sharp tent. He sat up, about to go close the door but remembered that his parents were gone. Sweet.

Devon pulled his t-shirt over his head. His arms and chest were still small but at least he was starting to get a bit of armpit hair. He grazed his hand across his chest, feeling little electric shocks as he went over his nipples. He tugged his shorts down so his prick popped out. It was getting longer and thicker. It was probably 4 and a half inches now. He gripped it with his hand, thinking about Jenny, and started jacking slow. He looked at his hand, pretending it was hers. Jenny. Jenny. He thought about her tits and her nipples poking through her shirt.

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