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Ashely, my babysitter(4)
I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her. As usual, I started getting hard, and Ashley started to slowly - very slowly - grind against me. After a minute, she pulled her head away from my shoulder and leaned in for a kiss. A slow, wet, passionate kiss. We stood there just kissing for at least five minutes. I pulled away, looked at her, and smiled. "I'm going to take off your dress, but I'm not going to touch you yet," I said. I turned her around and unzipped the dress. I spun her back around so she was facing me and pulled the dress over her head, fighting the urge to touch or kiss her breasts. She held onto me as she took off each shoe. As she watched, I took off my clothes, leaving on my underwear. "Lie on the bed face down," I quietly said. Ashley pulled back the covers and
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