He then came to me and asked me if it was my sperm all over his wife’s face. I then told him that I was trying to help him and her. He then demanded...an explanation. I told him that his wife had told me that you aren’t able to give her a child.I told her I could teach her how to seduce you. And I told him that she agreed for me to teach her how to have sex just because she wanted to satisfy him. In the meanwhile, aunty had washed her face and come. I then called Meghna. She came to me and I told. He leaned over me and pushed his cock inside my wet pussy. “Oh, God, that feels amazing,” I moaned. “Fuck, you are so tight,” he said. “I’m going to fuck your pussy, I’m going to show you how a bad daddy fucks,” he said. “Yes, fuck me, Daddy,” I replied. His cock was moving in and out of my pussy, and he was sucking on my nipples. He knew how to fuck and make a girl cum. He was fucking me deep and hard; I was enjoying his big, hard cock inside my pussy. It was totally sexual, no tease, no. And he has the goddamn gall to challenge my creativity! I could feel my stomach tying itself into a knot. It had always been like this. Even my first ex-wife had poo-poohed my goal of getting a degree in playwriting and wanted me to continue in tech theater where I could possibly earn a living. I ended up divorcing that bitch, who couldn’t even go to sleep at night if she had to go to work in the morning. Neurotic, sniveling little bitch. She was just like my mother. Always putting me down.I. I went out back to knock on the door to the cottage. Mrs. Kostas answered, but she was dressed this time. She was looking much more relaxed and at ease than when she had first arrived here last Friday night. I could see that the emotional atmosphere around here was agreeing with her. I said, "With Mom and Dad at work, and with my sisters and me heading out on two different sets of errands, you will be here by yourself for a while. Is that okay?"Mrs. Kostas smiled at me and said, "Thank you for.