“Mmmmhhhh, one…. oooohhhh two…. ohhh yessss, three…. oooooohhh fuck four..!”
You can hear your brother counting through the wall of the bedroom as you hide securely in the closet. He sounds funny with Hailey’s soft girly voice and it sounds like he must be warming up ready to chase you as there is a lot of panting, groaning and giggling going on. You wonder at the rhythmic wet slapping you can hear and at the fact you are not allowed to start or hide in Mommy and Daddys room anymore… but you can’t figure out why.
It’s funny, but since the first time Timmy possessed your beautiful teenage babysitter, he’s been taking longer and longer to catch you in the games of hide and seek you’ve been playing. You offered to take a turn this time but his eyes flashed angrily at the suggestion. It is almost like he enjoys being Hailey now. You can’t work out why any self respecting boy would want to spend anytime as an older teenage high school student in the throes of puberty. Maybe next time you’ll force him to let you have a turn and then you’ll find out what it feels like.
“Ohhhh yesssss! Ready or not here I cuuuuuuum you little shit! Oooohhhhh…”
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