Copyright 2026 by Anonymous01, all rights reserved
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nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
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Babysitter in trouble
Act I. Babysitter in trouble – the built up
Eighteen-year-old Adam had just finished school and was waiting for the next course to start in the fall. As far as
this summer was concerned, he had just been pushing a mower from yard to yard for a little pocket money.
Short and fine-boned, narrow through the shoulders, with a soft face that made people guess sixteen before he opened
his mouth, he didn’t have much success with women. However, one of the neighbors, Mrs. Elaine Harper, had started
asking for more than the lawn. Elaine was a quite beautiful mother in her late forties, friendly and warm in the way
she spoke, and when she told him to come back, he said yes without knowing what the job was. She was pleasant to be
around, and the way she looked didn’t exactly hurt either — curvy and strongly built, a few extra pounds in all the
right places, and a smile that beamed confidence and happiness.
That afternoon he went with her to the nursery for flowers and bags of soil and manure. When he walked beside her cart
he felt awkward in his grass-stained shirt. More than once a stranger glanced at them as if she had brought her son
along. Or maybe that was just his imagination.
It wasn’t that he was ungrateful. But back in the garden, watching her dig and carry the heavy bags, he began to
wonder what he was really doing there. The truth was she would have managed just as well without him. When it came to
carrying, she was simply stronger and more enduring than he was. She swung two bags over her shoulder with ease while
he could barely manage one. He had to stop and catch his breath while she seemed to have almost inexhaustible
strength. Still, she stayed cheerful the whole time, and somehow, it felt as if she mostly wanted him there for
company. The sun was shining and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. On the porch, each with a glass of lemonade in hand,
they looked with quiet satisfaction at the plantings they had done together. You know what,” she said, looking him up
and down. “If we’re going to be out in this weather, we really ought to put on sunscreen.”
Adam nodded, a little distracted, and soon she was back with a tube of lotion. He hardly knew where to look when she
suddenly pulled off her T-shirt. Her large, full breasts were poorly contained by the thin bra, the fabric stretched
tight across them, and when she asked him to hold out his hands and filled them with sunscreen, he couldn’t help
glancing at the nipples showing through the stretch material. She saw where he was looking. He blushed.
He started at her lower back. From the waist her body widened steadily upward toward the shoulders, broad and solid
under his palms. The muscles moved under the skin as she shifted, firm and warm against his hands. He tried to avoid
the bra straps, working the cream carefully around them, up over the shoulder blades and out toward the arms, then
higher still to the base of her neck. Her skin took the lotion easily, and he kept his eyes on the line of her back,
even though he couldn’t help stealing glances at her round butt straining the cargo shorts.
Elaine turned around and went on without embarrassment, working the cream over her front. Her stomach was soft but
still smooth and flat, and when she drew her fingers along the upper part of her breasts that the bra didn’t cover,
they swayed under the touch. Adam couldn’t help it. Heat flared in his groin as he was looking.
What are you waiting for?” she said, laughter bubbling in her voice. “Take it off so I can do you.”
Adam pulled off his T-shirt and felt unsure of how he looked. He was far too thin and narrow to feel comfortable
bare-chested. Her hands worked quickly over his small back and arms, rubbing the cream in. Without asking she moved to
his front.
That was when she appeared, the girl he had seen around now and then. She came up the path and stepped onto the porch.
She stopped with a stunned look, didn’t even say hello, and watched with amusement as Elaine smoothed lotion over
Adam’s chest.
“How are you, Kim?” Elaine asked without even looking at her.
Kim stood with her hands on her hips, self-assured, an amused look on her face as she took in the odd pair.
“And who’s this supposed to be?” she asked.
“Adam. He lives a block away. He’s helping me with the garden.”
Adam felt Kim’s gaze burning on his exposed, scrawny chest. He wanted nothing more than to stop and cover himself. Kim
herself reminded him of Elaine. Broad-built, curvy, yet athletic and powerfully shaped. Her breasts were large and
well displayed in the small black low-cut top that left her shoulders and stomach bare. Her arms and shoulders were
muscular, and there was a ring in her nose. Black mascara, dark lipstick. Her short hair, shifting between blue and
pink, fell forward into her face.
When Elaine finished and turned toward Kim, Adam quickly pulled his T-shirt back on. Elaine walked up to Kim and, to
Adam’s surprise, took hold of her nose ring and pulled it straight out of her nose in one sharp tug.
“Look what she walks around with. She wants to look like a cow, but it’s all fake. I’d never let her pierce her nose.
Pfft… nonsense.” She looked at the half-ring in her hand. “If I catch you with this one more time, I’m taking it out
of your allowance.”
Even though Elaine was not small, rather tall for a woman, she still looked short standing beside Kim.
“Mom! Why do you have to be so ridiculous? Nose rings are cool. Everyone who knows anything knows they’re cool,” Kim
complained
“Not on my watch. You’re way too young, honey.” Elaine turned to Adam. “Don’t you think this is a little too much?”
Adam hesitated. “Well, yes I guess.”
“Ugh. Idiots,” Kim said. She sighed, rolled her eyes, and disappeared quickly into the house.
“Well,” Elaine said, looking at Adam apologetically. “That’s what it’s like having kids. But you, Adam, don’t seem
like a difficult child.”
“Child,” Adam answered. “I’m actually eighteen.”
Elaine’s eyes narrowed to two slits as she looked at him. “Eighteen? Well then you’re two years older than Kim. I’ll
hope she matures” she said with a long sigh.
The days that followed, Adam had other lawns to mow, but he often caught himself dreaming about that afternoon with
Elaine. He wanted so badly to see her again. Lying in bed, he fantasized about her body against his, her full breasts
in his hands, and her lips around his cock. It was hard to admit, but he had fallen for someone the same age as his
own mother.
Adam was overjoyed when Elaine finally got in touch. She needed help again. She was wearing a dress, the kind you only
wear at home. Made of thin, stretchy, soft material, it clung to her body like a second skin. A familiar tingling
feeling felt around his crotch. She was simply gorgeous!
Elaine took Adam into the kitchen and spoke in a low voice. “I just want a mature young person like you in the house.
Someone who can keep an eye on things and be sensible while I’m away.”
“Are you going away?” he asked.
“No, no. Not away. I’ve been working far too much, night shifts, and the way things look here when I get home… it
simply doesn’t work. I want you to be here and be the voice of reason while I sleep. Kim, she simply isn’t reliable.
Yes, I’ll be completely out, as a manner of speaking, with earplugs and sleeping pills. I won’t be able to hear a
thing. Treat it as if I’m away.”
Act II. Babysitter in trouble – The spanking!
Adam sat at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee, scrolling on his phone, when he heard heavy footsteps on the
stairs. Kim came down in a bright pajama set that clung tight around her hips and thighs. Her large breasts shifted
and moved under the thin shirt with every step. The task Elaine had given him suddenly felt much heavier. He
straightened in the chair without meaning to.
She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked at him, hard.
“Adam?” Her eyes were sharp. “What are you doing here? In our house.”
He stumbled over the words. “Your mom… Elaine asked me to stay. While she sleeps. Just to… keep an eye on things.
Kim rolled her eyes and walked straight past him. She sat down with a Nutella sandwich, eating it right at the table,
and a glass of juice, right across from Adam. She fixed her gaze on Adam until he put his phone down.
“Do you even know how old I am?” she said, raising her eyebrows.
Adam stammered out the answer. “sixteen, right?”
“Exactly,” she said. “So why are you supposed to keep an eye on things? We’re almost same damn age. I could just as
easily be your babysitter. Look how small you are.”
“Your mom doesn’t think it’s worked so well when you’ve been alone, so that’s why…” Adam said.
“Not worked so well? You’re not my babysitter, just so you know.”
“Okay. It’s fine,” Adam said.
She looked at him with contempt. If he had known what the job really was, he would have said no. But here he was.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” Kim asked.
Adam shifted. “No. It just hasn’t happened.”
“Why not?”
“It just hasn’t.”
“Is it because you can’t get a girl?”
Adam cleared his throat and sat up straighter. “I think you’re being a bit too nosy now.”
“So no one wants you?” she said.
“Stop it, Kim.”
“Who would want to be with a little kid?” she said, smiling faintly. “Just look at you… you’re so small.”
“Kim, I think we should talk about something else.”
“I have a boyfriend, at least,” she said. “He’s strong and tall.”
“Okay,” he said. “Good for you.”
“What if we got together?” she said. “We’d look ridiculous. I’m way bigger than you.”
“You’re just sixteen, Kim. Not everything is about looks. Maybe you’re not as mature in other ways.”
Kim could barely hold back a laugh. She shook her head and finished the last of her juice.
“I can just see it,” she snickered. “Me next to you. You’d disappear. That little thing in your pants wouldn’t even
show.”
“Kim, that’s enough.”
“I would be in charge. I’II say ‘it’s time for your bath Adam’ and you’II protest but I would still drag you with me
to the bathroom and strip you with by bare hands. You would try to fight me, like a little boy but I would get that
little ass out off those pants on no time and I’II lift you into the tub where I would soap your little body.”
“Kim!” Adam said, trying to sound stern.
“Your little dick would wiggle around and I would say ‘Oh, how cute it is!’”
She tipped her head back and laughed out loud, then left the table and headed for the stairs.
“Kim! Adam said, raising his voice. “The glass and the crumbles. If you think you’re grown up, why don’t you clear the
table after you? Like grown ups?”
Kim stopped and slowly turned her head, without looking back. “I’II clear the table when I decide to clear the table.”
And with that she ran up the stairs with a few long strides and disappeared into her room.
This is going to be a tough day Adam thought to himself.
Deep into the cabinet Adam found what he was looking for – the micro popcorn. Every house had them and finally he
found them. However, the microwave wasn’t what he was used to. The buttons! Why couldn’t they make them easy to
understand. Carefully he knocked at Kim’s door and waited. Not a sound. He put his ear to the door and listened. Still
nothing. Could she have been sneaking out the window? He bent down and looked into to keyhole. It was dark. Then
something moved, light came in and an eye was staring back at him. His heart dropped! He hadn’t expected someone to
look back. The door opened and there she was.
He hadn’t been standing so close to her before. It made him feel smaller than before. Towering above him she quietly
looked down at him.
“Well, I… eh, I need a little help with the microwave.”
“And that’s why you trying to get a sneak peek through the keyhole?”
“Eh, I… I didn’t mean to peek. I knocked.”
“Sure, you did.” She said, rolling her eyes and pushed him aside and walked right by him.
“I really did knock.” He tried again but halfway down the stairs she didn’t seem to be listening.
“And that’s how you do it. Capitche?”
“Ok, now I know” he said.
“And don’t forget – you got to keep your attention on the micro, or else they get burned.
“I get it Adam said”, staring straight into the glass.
However, when he heard the creaking of the stairs, he swiftly turned to shoot a glance before she disappeared. She had
changed now. A pair of grey soft shorts, clinging tightly around her thick butt and the fabric was riding up, the seam
disappearing between the cleft of her ass. They were simply a little too revealing for Adam to ignore, the temptation
was too much. Her ass was a lot! It was thick and wide, shaped like a pear and still her waist was small. She
disappeared and the door upstairs shut ones again.
The hours went by slowly. And he spent the morning and the hours before lunch scrolling his phone and playing some
games on the little screen until Kim finally came down the stairs again.
“What about something to eat?” she asked.
“That would be nice he said.”
Kim just stood there staring at him and Adam was staring back. No one said anything for about two long minutes, as if
they were playing some kind of phycological warfare.
Adam noticed the body she wore underneath the shorts. A skimpy black body. The high cut sides of the little piece of
cloth were clearly visible above the waistband of her shorts and Adam silently wondered where a sixteen-year-old girl
was getting that kind of clothes from. Did Elaine really know that she wore that kind of underwear? The way the cups
enveloped her huge breasts and left a deep cleavage in the front clearly made things happen down there. Icebergs, he
thought to himself- Icebergs, Adam!
“What about pancakes” he finally suggested trying get his mind of her body.
“Ok.” She said casually.
“But then I would like you to help me. Okey?”
“I can do that.”
“That’s it” Adam said when all the ingredients were in the bowl. Now you can mix them.”
Kim took the bowl, held it against her body and began stirring the whisp.
The scene was tantalizing! Her breast was shaking like a restless ocean to the rhythm of the stirring and Adam just
couldn’t help but stare. The familiar heat swiftly came to visit his little groin again. “Stop it, Adam! Stop it!” he
silently reminded himself.
Kim looked up and stopped stirring. “Didn’t you see enough through the keyhole?” she asked with at annoyed expression.
“You know we have cameras in the house and I saw how you turned around to look at my ass when I went up the stairs
earlier. I saw you when I looked at the video.” She nodded towards the sealing.
Adam turned and saw it.
“Why do you keep stealing glances all the time?”
Adam blushed. “I… I didn’t mean to look. Sorry. It just happened.
Kim set the bowl down on the table, planted her hands on her hips, and looked down at him with a skeptical stare.
“Well?” Adam said gesturing his hands outwards, looking up at her with a apologetic expression. “What can I say. I
already excused myself.”
Out of the blue she then suddenly took Adam’s ear between her thumb and index finger and twisted.
Adam’s eyes widened. “W… what a… are you doing?” He nervously stuttered.
“I’m teaching Mr. Babysitter a lesson.” She answered as she slowly twisted his ear and pulled it upwards.
Adam whimpered and went up on his toes.
“You need to learn” she said in a calm voice. “Maybe it’s my turn to have a look?”
The pain that was radiating from his ear was making everything else hazy. He was hardly able to hear what she said.
With both his hands on her hands, trying to bend her fingers off his ear, he didn’t even notice what she did with her
other hand. When she finally let go of his ear, he didn’t even notice until she told him to look down. His pants was
laying in a pile around his ankles!
But he didn’t get as much as a second to react before she grabbed his arm and jerked him along. Stumbling out of his
pants, he was swiftly dragged towards the bathroom at the bottom floor. He tried to resist but Kim was all too big and
too heavy for him. He either had the weight or the strength to fight her. Like a naughty little kid, she threw him
into the bathroom where she closed and locked the door behind her. Shocked, Adam looked up upon her large frame
blocking the only way out.
“Undress!” she said.
Adam stared at her with a confused expression. “What are you doing?” he hoarsely said.
“You head me. Do as I tell you!”
“But… But Kim, I am here to look after you. You’re just sixteen! I’m the grown up here. I’m two years older than you
and I’m the one your mother asked to keep an eye on you! You can’t do this!”
“By the time I count down, Adam, you should be standing here in your birthday suit like a good little boy.”
“Ten”
“Kim, don’t do this!”
“Nine”
It was hard for Adam to wrap his mind around what was happening. Yet this girl… teenage girl, standing in front on
him, wasn’t like other sixteen-year-olds. She was tall and powerful! She might have the mindset of a child but still
she had a body size that rather made him feel like the child.
“You can’t tell me to undress, Kim!”
“Eight”
Her shoulders were broad, her legs appeared strong, her hips wide and powerful and beneath the layer of fat, even on
one of those well-endowed arms there were certainly more muscles than both of his scrawny sticks. The breast was
unmistakably huge and served as a kind of reminder that she, in fact, was the grown up.
The expression on her face was serious but somehow in the corner of her mouth she seemed to “hide a little smug smile.
“Please, Kim! Please!”
“Seven”
“What would Elaine say? She wouldn’t like this!”
“Six”
Kim sighed as she was bored when she watched the red faced little man, stuttering in front of her, without his pants.
“Think again, Kim! Think again before you do anything!”
“Five”
“I… I won’t undress!”
” If you don’t do as I tell you to do, I will consider you a naughty boy and that gives me the right too discipline
you. Four!”
“I’m eighteen years old, Kim! You can’t do this to me!”
“Three!”
“Wait, Kim! I’ll make you a deal - I’ll take my shirt off and then we’re good, huh?”
“Two!”
Adam quickly unbuttoned his shirt and in a matter of seconds he stood bare-chested in front of her. Nothing but his
tight white briefs.
“We’re good now, huh?”
“One!”
“Kim?”
Kim stepped forward, grabbed his arm, locked up the door and dragged him back to the kitchen where she pulled out a
chair and sat down. There was a little struggle where Adam actually succeeded in fending her hands off, at least for a
short while.
She decided to try another approach. Swiftly she swung him down on the ground and then sat her heavy ass across his
little chest.
From where he was laying, he only saw her back and he wasn’t able to reach around her. She on the other hand had free
access.
Even though the room was hot, the air felt cold on his genitals when Kim pulled down his briefs.
“Please Kim! Please don’t look!” he pleaded but the briefs was already down.
She already had his bald little genitals on full display and she was astonished!
“How could they possibly be so small!” She giggled “They’re tiny!”
Adam desperately hit her from behind, but it was like she didn’t even feel it.
“Wow! Eighteen years old and still so fucking small!” she continued.
When she stood up, she threw the briefs away and with a grip around his arm she yanked him up like a ragdoll.
Effortlessly she pulled him across her knee. Adam tried to fight her but he didn’t stand a chance.
Kim sat on the edge of the chair with her legs slightly apart. The short grey soft shorts leaved her strong thighs
bare. Adam hung across her lap, naked, his slim body draped over her knees. His little penis and balls dangled freely
between her thighs, soft and exposed.
She rested one hand on the small of his back, holding him in place. The other hovered for a moment above his bare
bottom.
“You can’t do this, Kim!” he whined.
“Stay still,” she said quietly. “The more you complain the more I will spank you.”
The first slap landed hard.
SMACK.
The sound cracked through the room. Adam jerked, a sharp gasp forced out of him. Her palm covered almost the whole of
one cheek. Heat bloomed instantly under the skin.
She didn’t rush. She lifted her hand and brought it down again, lower this time, where the cheek met the thigh.
SMACK.
He whimpered. His hips twitched, but she pressed him down with the hand on his back. The next slap caught the other
cheek. Then another. The rhythm stayed slow and deliberate — not frantic, but firm enough that each impact left a
clear red mark.
SMACK. SMACK.
His bottom began to glow. The pale skin turned a deepening pink, then red, especially across the fullest part of each
cheek. Kim watched it happen. She adjusted her grip, spreading the blows so nothing was spared. One landed higher,
near the top of the cleft. Another struck lower, right where the flesh was softest.
Adam’s breathing had gone ragged. Small, helpless sounds escaped him with every slap. His little penis swung between
her legs with the movement of his body, still soft, still completely exposed.
She paused just long enough for the sting to settle, then continued. The sound of skin on skin filled the quiet room.
His bottom bounced under her hand. The redness deepened, heat radiating off the skin. He was no longer trying to twist
away. He just hung there, taking it, the occasional broken whimper the only answer he gave.
Kim’s free hand stayed steady on his back. The other rose and fell, measured, unhurried, turning the whole of his bare
bottom a hot, tender red.
Act III. Babysitter in trouble! – Elaine’s awakening
Heavy footsteps sounded on the stairs. Elaine was coming down. They heard her yawn, and both Kim and Adam looked up as
she appeared in the doorway.
She wore only a thin white nightgown. The soft fabric clung lightly to her body, and her large, heavy breasts swayed
beneath it as she stopped and took in the scene. Her eyes widened.
Adam stood naked in front of Kim, red-bottomed and flushed, while Kim remained seated on the kitchen chair, still
holding him firmly by the ear.
Elaine blinked once, then again, her gaze moving slowly from Adam’s bare body to Kim’s grip on him.
Elaine’s mouth fell open in shock. She scratched at her hair, then stared for a long moment at Adam standing there
naked and red-faced. Her eyes dropped to his small, exposed penis before she looked up at Kim.
“Well,” she said, not sounding upset so much as simply observing the situation. “Oh dear! I see that I missed out of
something while I was a sleep.”
She folded her arms under her breasts, the thin nightgown shifting with the movement.
“Kim. I think you’d better explain yourself.”
Kim glanced at Adam, then at Elaine, then back at Adam again.
“I think Adam can explain the problem himself,” she said. “Can’t you, Adam?”
With her hand still gripping his ear, Kim pulled him closer. Adam stumbled after her on his toes until he stood
between her thick thighs. He whimpered at the sharp pain in his ear and looked over at Elaine with a pleading
expression.
“I… uh, I happened to peek,” he said but hesitated, and glanced nervously at Kim.
“Well, go on,” Kim said in a calm, almost maternal voice. “Tell her what you did.”
With Kim’s thick thighs and her large breasts so close— the deep cups of her bra barely containing them, her nipples
almost peeking over the edge— Adam struggled to gather his thoughts. Should he tell her version of events, or his own?
He wondered.
The fact that he was still standing there, completely naked, his ear aching in Kim’s grip, left him stunned. Why
wasn’t Elaine putting a stop to this the moment she saw what was happening? He didn’t understand.
He looked up at Elaine again, pleading, but strangely she only watched him with a calm, neutral expression, as if all
of this were perfectly normal. It didn’t make sense, the way they had been such good friends!
But Elaine’s neutral gaze wasn’t indifference. It was the look of someone who had already decided the situation didn’t
require her intervention.
She stood there in her thin nightgown, arms loosely crossed, watching Adam stark naked between Kim’s thighs with his
ear in Kim’s grip. Her expression stayed calm and unreadable — not shocked, not angry, not amused. Just observing.
In her mind, this wasn’t a crisis. Adam had been caught, Kim, her sixteen-year-old daughter, had handled it, and now
he was made to explain himself and confession in the kitchen didn’t register as something that needed to be stopped.
So she simply looked at him. Waiting. Letting the moment continue.
Adam understood now that he would get no help from Elaine. He was simply left to whims of Kim. There was only one way
out of this without having to suffer further spanking — and that was to say whatever Kim wanted to hear.
“I was peeking through the keyhole of her door and then I was… eh, I was happening to be stealing glances of…” he
hesitated and looked at Kim to see if he was doing well so far. Kim looked back at him with raised eyebrows. “Go on.
What did you do?”
Adam looked back at Elaine. Elaine’s breasts was even larger than Kim’s and her panties were clearly visible through
the thin transparent fabric of her night gown. He continued.
“I was stealing glances of her butt and her b… eh, her breasts.”
“That’s right.” Kim said. “two or three times to many you did, naughty boy.”
Kim’s breasts shifted in the cups of her bra as she spoke, and suddenly Adam felt a twitch between his legs. A cold
shock ran through his chest as he realized what was happening.
“Not now!” he thought desperately.
“Well, well, well,” Elaine said, slowly walking closer.
Adam turned his gaze toward her, but it didn’t help. Her huge breasts swayed heavily with every step as she
approached, the thin nightgown doing little to hide their movement. He stared in a mix of horror and helpless
fascination as he felt his little penis twitch again.
So much breast. He wasn’t used to it. And the way she looked down at his small, exposed genitals only made it worse.
Elaine crouched down in front of him.
“Well, well. To think my friend would be so interested in my daughter’s charms,” she said, shaking her head and
clicking her tongue. “I wouldn’t have believed it. And here I thought you and I were such good friends.”
Her eyes dropped to his groin.
“Just look at the little thing. Standing up and greeting us so politely. Eighteen years old… who could have guessed?
Adam didn’t know where to fix his gaze. Soft huge breast, thighs and smooth skin all around him! His little excuse for
a penis was throbbing there in the middle of it all, seemingly to the mother and daughter’s amusement. He couldn’t
think straight. Like a lamb surrounded by she-wolves her just didn’t know what to do. Desperately he stared up the
ceiling.
Elaine pulled up a paper towel from the pocket of her nightgown and gave it to Adam. “Hush, hush, little one. Now calm
down that sprightly little soldier so that her can come to rest between those smooth little thighs. Tonight you going
to spend the evening with us, exactly as you are and we can’t have you prancing around with that thing standing
straight up, can we?”
Adam shyly accepted the gift. Held it below his penis and took hold of the little shaft with the other. Began to rub
it back and forth.
Kim’s hand carefully stroked his cheek. “Good boy” she said and the thought swiftly crossed Adam’s mind – she was two
years younger than him, not even of a legal age! Still here he was, standing naked between her powerful thighs like a
little naughty child rubbing his tiny dick only to avoid ending up across her knee ones again.
He flinched when another hand gently stroked his bare aching buttocks. As he continued to rub his little nob and
glanced at Elaine, he noticed the calm satisfaction in her face as her hand caressed his exposed buttocks. The
friendship they had, the friendship he had cherished so dearly had changed.
His breathing suddenly became heavy, his penis twitched and the foggy little load stained the paper in his hand.
“Finally,” Elaine said. “We got rid of that little problem. Wonderful! Now, why don’t we enjoy the day ahead, huh?
Spend it with this cute little boy without that little disgusting little thing poking for attention.
Adam looked at Elaine with a pleading expression. “Would it be possible to for me to get dressed?” He carefully asked.
Elaine laughed softly, making her huge tits sway beneath the night gown and shaking her head. “Oh, dear! Why would we
bother to hide that little cutie? She suddenly got a serious expression on her face. “I imagine you see yourself as a
grown man. Well, it might be that you have the age of a man but no, no, no – you’re not a man. The second I saw you
standing there in your birthday suit between Kim’s thighs, a realization suddenly hit me - that age is really just a
number. Looking at you only makes that idea even more true. You my dear are just a child.”
And with that she leaned in and kissed Adam on the cheek.