Do you think you will be able to handle two k1ds?" She nodded 'Yes' to me.We sat on her bed talking for 15 minutes, about her experience with diapers ...and cleaning amongst other things until I was quite satisfied that she was qualified. I offered her the job on a trial basis; if she did well, we would continue with her as our babysitter."Thank you Justine, I am sure you will do fine," I said as I walked thru the living room and paused next to her mother. "Thank you ma'am for allowing me to speak. ...and at that point his fingertips finally flutter against her clitoris through her damp panties – that are now stretched taut over her pouting pubic mound. Mandy flinches with sheer pleasure then sighs in ecstasy as he traces his fingernails up and down the length her crack. Through clenched teeth Mandy hisses - 'YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!' and commences a long slow deliberate wanking of our guest’s erection.The pair proceed to share a steamy session of mutual masturbation, interspersed with. Scott jumped and instantly removed his fingers; he was positive he'd woken her and ruined everything. But she didn't move or stir at all, only mumbled softly 'Mmmmm, don't stop...'. He replaced his fingers and continued to pump her and as he did, she became even wetter, so clearly she was in the midst of a wet dream! This gave Scott all the encouragement he needed and in one swift movement, he took his cock and slid it inside her. She moaned again, a little louder this time, but her eyes stayed. Dad doesn’t talk about it, and he didn’t take her death too well, either. My dad comes from a long line of cops. Beat cops can retire at fifty-five to sixty, but desk-jockeys can hang in until seventy or so, as long as they stay healthy. Dad had been four years short of fifty-five, so he took a desk job since he had to look after me.He asked for a transfer and took me to the Far North. We ended up in Port Douglas of all places. It’s a good seventy klicks north-west of Cairns. It’s still mostly.