, I heard Sarah’s bedroom door open. She walked into the living room wearing her usual tee shirt and jeans, and sat down on the couch, pencil and sk...tch pad in hand. “Did you wash the sheets and clean up everything?”She asked. “Yes.” “Thank you. That was so nice of you.” “It was the least I could do. It was my poor aim that messed up the sheets and everything else.” “You’re forgiven,” Sarah said with a little laugh. “I watched you cum and you really didn’t have control over what you were. "She looks at him, her hazel eyes flashing. She knows it would be useless to speak, so she just listens to him."In two days, Mine, you have broke the rules. Im not understanding why you like to disappoint me. Im not understanding why you like to anger me. I figured the lesson of you sleeping on the floor was enough."At these words, she struggles against his hand. She opens her mouth, words dripping with acid off her lips,"If you must know Sir, I was cleaning the house. If you must know Sir, I. “It sounds like a big job,” she said. “Do you need the extra stress?”“It’s pressure, not stress.” She raised an eyebrow, she never liked to be contradicted but she smiled. “Pressure I can cope with. If it gets stressful, I know what to do.”She smiled. “That’s why you’re here isn’t it?” I nodded. “Well, we both know what you need.” Her demeanour changed and she became very brisk and professional. She stood, took my empty glass and told me to follow her. I got out of the comfortable chair and. Sometimes I wanted to cheat on someone, however, it didn’t feel safe. But now, I have my son to satisfy me.Me: Yes ma, I’ll satisfy your needs.Geetha: Don’t call me ma, call me Geetha. It makes me horny.Me: Yes, Geetha.I went over to her and kissed her again. But, this time she was not in the mood for kisses.Geetha: Enough with the kisses. I can’t wait anymore, fill me with your penis and fuck me like a whore. I want to feel it deep inside me.I slowly inserted my dick into her pussy. It was.