Babysitter First Aid Training

Gizelle and Demi already had plans to conquer the babysitting world, but they wanted that extra edge. Serene, Gizelle’s stepmom and a real-deal nurse, was all too happy to school them. She tossed Gizelle down like a crash-test dummy and straddled her, going straight to mouth-to-mouth. Lips on lips, breath hot and heavy, something clicked—suddenly the girl under her was straining up for more, and Demi, kneeling beside them, saw it loud and clear. Instead of shrinking back, Demi blushed straight down to her tits, licked her lip, and slid in closer, hoping to catch the same spark. Serene wasn’t one to let an opportunity pass; her hands wandered, sliding across Gizelle’s ribs, then skimping around to Demi’s thigh, squeezing hard. She taught “recovery position” by rolling Gizelle into her lap, half a beat later she had Demi’s shirt riding up while she showed them where to press. Every little correction turned into a caress, fingers teasing nipples, dipping lower, skimming panties. Demi giggled when Serene’s knuckles grazed her pussy “by accident,” and Gizelle let out a shaky sigh when a wandering palm slipped right between her legs. Breaths grew shorter, pulses hammered, and when Serene suddenly stripped off her scrub top and purred that they’d “earned a break,” both girls were already tugging at zippers and popping buttons, ready to turn first-aid into an all-hands lesson of their own.