Victoria Parker: She sits and sucks

"I'm gonna cum, Sue!"

"In my panties?" "Yeah!"

"Okay, okay!" She pumped furiously. He stiffened.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, shit!" he yelled.

He blew her panties off the top of his prick. Sue caught them with her free hand before they fell to the floor. She held them up with one hand over his quaking cock as she pumped with the other hand, pumped out a milkshake load of thick cream.

"Baby, baby, baby!" he sighed. "Whewww, whooofff!" Sue huffed. "You're really shootin'!"

"Oh, shit, shitttttt. Feels sooooo good!" Cum seeped down his prick into her hand, on her knuckles, as Sue fucked his cock with her tiny fist.

He finally slumped back against the seat. Sue let go of his cock as he sighed and huffed, trying to catch his breath.

"Wow, my panties are soaked," Sue said, holding them on his drooling, spitting prick.

"I know," he said.

She wiped her hand on a dry patch of the panties, then slid them up and down his cockstalk, wiping away the thick, foamy cream.

"Ah, ah, ahhhhh, oh wow, honey!" Mr. Brown babbled.

They were pulling in at the school now. Sue dropped the panties on the seat. She pulled her skirt down.

Mr. Brown stopped.

"I'll be in touch," he whispered. "Okay," Sue smiled, then slid across the seat and got out.

She was a happy young lady as she walked up the steps of Waverly High School.

Sue was on the field cheerleading. Her all-red uniform-tiny red skirt with white inverted pleats, her red sweater with a white collar and a white stripe around the top and bottom looked good. Her big tits bobbled in the tight knit. Her tanned legs were sleek and darling in the white knee socks that had two red rings at the top. She wore white tennis shoes with red laces.

On the front of the sweater, between the two white stripes, was scripted in black the word Devils, the name of the Waverly High team.

As she jumped high, Sue's black bloomers glistened in the hot fall sun.

She looked incredibly beautiful and sexy out on the field, and there were hundreds of admiring eyes in the bleachers giving her the once over.

One of the things Sue liked best about her young life was cheerleading, being in front of a huge crowd of people in her short, swirling skirt, her tight sweater, showing off, looking sexy and alluring. She loved it, and always got a good feeling from performing.

The band boomed music, the girls danced, swinging forward, wiggling, swaying their juicy, young hips.

I just know I could be famous, Sue thought to herself as she spread her legs, planted her feet far apart, bent down, swayed her hips, bumped, pumped, let her skirt fly up over her shiny black panties.

After the game, she met some of the girls in the dressing room. It was near suppertime. They decided to go get pizza and cokes.

But just then Mrs. Wailer, the principal's secretary, came in.

"Sue, you have a call in the office."

Sue walked with her through the halls of the school to the administration office.

"Yes, hello," she said. "Hello, Sue Powers?" "Uh-huh."

"This is Dave Madison. I saw your ad in the shopper for babysitting. I know it's late, but my wife and I were just invited out."

"Yes?"

"Could you come over and sit with our little boy?"

"Gee, I'd like to, but "We'll pay you double. I know it's Friday night and all."

"Ah… well… double?"

"Yes, it's a business-entertainment meeting. I have to go, and I really want my wife to be acre. A man just flew in to town that I have to entertain."

"Where do you live, sir?"

"In the Riverfront Estates."

"Would you pay my cab fare?"

"Sure." "What time?"

"Well, right away. Okay?"

"Sure, okay. I'll be there, give me the address.

Sue wrote it down on a pad, then dialed for a cab. She went back to the girls and informed them she had to baby-sit and couldn't go with them.

"Gee, it's Friday night, Sue," Gloria Tucker said.

"I know, but…"

"You must need the money, huh?" "They're gonna pay me double." Sue fixed her ponytail and her bangs and went out in front of the school to wait for the taxi. Sue had never been to the expensive, plush Riverfront Estates where the Madisons lived. The cab pulled in on a paved drive that curved up in front of a huge two-story mansion with white pillars, columnar and antebellum. The fare was twenty-one dollars. "Just wait," Sue told the cabbie. She walked up to the door and rang the bell.

Mr. Madison opened the door.

"I'm Sue Powers."

"Oh, fabulous," the man smiled. He was tall, thin, near fifty. God, he's handsome, Sue thought. "I owe the cab twenty-one dollars."

Mr. Madison walked past her, went to the cab and paid the driver. He came back.

Sue watched his lean body, looking good in gray slacks, white shirt, tie, blue blazer.

"I'm so glad you could come on such short notice," he said. "Please come in."

She followed the handsome man into the huge house.

"We have a young lad of only twelve, and he shouldn't be any problem, Sue," Mr. Madison said.

He turned and gazed at her in her delicious cheerleading uniform.

Sue could see he was impressed with her generous, round tits and the way they pushed at the scripted Devils written in small letters across the front of her tight knit sweater.

Mr. Madison showed her through the house that was furnished richly.

"This came up rather quickly, our going out tonight, and the maid is off. We were lucky she left a shopper in the TV room so we could see your ad."

Sue met Jimmy, a cute boy with a pageboy hairdo. He was short, had a chubby face and freckles.

Then she met Mrs. Madison, Anne. She was forty-eight, still trim, but showed her age in her face, which was still beautiful. She had a supple body that had been kept up by exercise and perhaps a tummy tuck or two.

The Madisons left for their engagement and Sue watched TV with Jimmy, then sent him to bed as she was instructed to do.

Sue wandered through the house, deciding that one day she too would be rich and own a home like this, Since she had started babysitting this year, including the two hundred dollars she'd received from Mr. Brown, she had close to five hundred dollars.

She watched a late movie and fell asleep on the couch to be awakened by the Madisons at two o'clock.

Sue sat up on the TV couch, stretched and her big, wonderful tits splashed against her sweater.

"Mr. Madison will take you home," Mrs. Madison said. "He's in his office, just go down that hall. He's calling California on business. When he finishes, he'll drive you. Thanks again, Susan for taking the job on short notice."

"Oh, anytime, Mrs. Madison," Sue said.

Mrs. Madison went up a winding staircase.

Sue walked into a hall bathroom. She splashed water on her pretty face, dried with a towel, combed her hair out, parted it quickly in the middle, let her bangs fluff down, and tied it up into two long ponytails that fell to her shoulders. She used two red ribbons to hook them. Then she blushed her cheeks pink and added fresh pink gloss to her luscious lips.

Looking refreshed and new, she went to Mr. Madison's office. He was on the phone and nodded for her to come in. Sue took a chair in front of his huge desk.

As he talked of a stock market move with a business associate, Mr. Madison gazed at Sue sitting prettily in the chair-her sweet red uniform, inverted white pleats high on her smooth thighs, her knee socks, tennies, and her red sweater with white stripes.

Sue crossed her legs and dangled one leg over the other, wiggling her foot as she waited.

"Well, let's buy a hundred thousand shares at the market in the morning," Mr. Madison said. "That would be a little over a million dollars and will give us a good position in the company."