Babysitter is wet for daddy (2)

She leaned forward, enjoying his scent, an intoxicating mix of spice and musk. His eyes stared intently at her full lips and a few moments later, her mouth found his. She kissed him softly at first, letting their lips barely touch. Soon, he began to deepen the kiss. When his tongue began to play along her lips, she opened her mouth to him and his tongue swept inside. She moaned as she wrapped her arms around him, enjoying the feel of his body so close to hers. As he deepened the kiss, his hands made their way up her skirt slowly, his fingers traveling between her legs until the tips brushed against her thin silk panties. He stopped there, his fingers just in front of her silky wet G-string, “Are you sure you want to do this Megan?” Leaning close, she whispered into his ear, “Just do whatever you want to me,” she said as she nipped his earlobe. “I promise I’ll be a good girl for Daddy,” she said. “Oh Megan,” he answered with a groan as his hands suddenly claimed her body. His fingers e