The rest of the weekend was non-descript and Monday came just a little too fast. The following week was a long exercise in de-motivation. John felt li...ke his whole life was turning into Groundhog Day and the only thing he could think about was his barely-legal baby sitter. For God's sake, she was still in high school! Life used to be so much better and he never used to have deviant thoughts about young girls. As the weekend approached, John decided that the problem was him. His whole attitude. ‘I think that will be ok.’ I replied. Sylvia came back during the tail end of that conversation with the tea. ‘What are you two planning?’ She asked. With that sexy smile on her lips. ‘Well we had something in mind for Pete didn’t we darling?’ ‘Yes we did Bob.’ Sylvia replied smiling. ‘I’m sure Pete is up for some more fun?’ she said. ‘He’s just told me he doesn’t mind trying some new things, didn’t you Pete?’ ‘Yes.’ I said, ‘That’s fine with me.’ We drank our tea and chatted further about the. The other hand went between her legs, rubbing vigorously. “Please!” she said. “I want to see it to.”“If he doesn’t want his cock sucked, maybe we should just sit on his face, all of us,” Metal Girl said. “Maybe that’s Pervy Evans’ thing, face-sitting!”Buttocks Girl was getting up, her hand still on Professor Evan’s cock. “Ah, shit!” she said. “If he doesn’t want it sucked, what’s the point? But I’m getting horny standing here with a dick in my hand.” She leaned in, pressing her lips against his. ' Rather, she was curvy. She had one of those hourglass figures (very reminiscent of 70's porn, which even back then I was a huge fan of watching). Just a nice, big, round ass with large D-tits to match. A figure I vastly preferred to athletic, I might add. We started kissing and our shirts (as well as her bra) came off very soon after that. I sucked her mammoth tits with large maroon aureolas. Very pretty breasts. I said, "These are lovely, but you know what I want to see ..." Alright.