Smack - rub. Pretty soon even those strikes became softer, more like little quick taps all over my ass. And the slow rubs turned to squeezes. Tap - lo...g squeeze. Tap - hard squeeze.Suddenly I realized that I wasn't crying anymore. Instead, I was still. And very, very aware. I was aware of Daddy's scent - his special, yummy scent. But this time, the warmth that usually pooled in my chest sprang farther down, burning hot in my lower belly. I could still feel the rough fabric of his dress pants,. He barely felt the pain in his knuckles as he broke the skin. It had definitely not gone as he had hoped. In fact, he was in a worse position than he had been earlier.Turning, he hit a button on the communications console. Immediately Councilor Dean's voice filled the room."I need to talk to you, Dean." I'll be right there, Charles."A few minutes later, Stephan walked back into the meeting hall. He noticed that the king was standing at the window by himself."What is it?" What do you know about. They don’t have a father, mother or a family. They are products created by a Public-Private-Partnerships between the state and the private sector for profit. A child between two "synths" or a citizen and one synth on the other hand is automatically a citizen because they have parents even though those parents themselves may not be considered a person.Of course, there were protests against this technology, but the wheel of time went on mercilessly and the genetic procedures were enhanced. There. We both readily accepted.So the first question she asked, “what is the rank of Maharashtra in terms of area in India?” I said,”Third”. So I got the first one correct. In response, I moved my fingers on her sexy stomach. She shivered.Now I asked, “who was the person with Bhagat Singh when they bombed central legislative assembly?” She said, “Batukeshwar Dutt”. In response, she moved her lips very closer to my face and blowing the wind on my face. She once came very near to my lips but didn’t.