Yet, I remained fully dressed, and just barely in control. The look upon her face is what my eyes were riveted on, her eyes and the look on her face ...how only pure unrestained pleasure and her need to be fucked. You want to be fucked now dont you ? i asked oh god yes she replied. yes wot ? yes i want to be fucked so bad. She reached behind her and helped him guide his thick shaft deep insider her hungry wet pussy. He pushed his thumb into her arsehole and was pushing it in and out, in and out. The floors were always freshly washed; her bed was always properly made. Her access had been expanded to the laundry room, and she now washed her own sheets, towels and underclothes. She had even begun washing, drying and folding David's clothing. The latter was an easy task since he wore little other than jeans, socks, underwear, pajamas and T-shirts.About a month ago, as an experiment, David allowed Sharon upstairs for a meal. He had her sit in the kitchen while he prepared breakfast. He even. I’m still concerned about what you think of me at this point and wonder whether we’ll still be able to work well together. But, I must admit that I did enjoy sucking you, and I'm very surprised that I liked the taste of your cum so much, and I also like the feel of the texture of it in my mouth and as it slides down my throat. You guys sure shot big loads, and I can actually feel it gurgling in my stomach.”Chakir then spoke up and said, “I assure you that we will still work together as before. Except for the first time, and you’ve had at least one period since then, you’ve only swallowed my cum. You may not have been told but you can’t get pregnant from swallowing my cum. So whose is it?”“I’m not saying,” was Yvonne’s next churlish offering.David loomed over her and said in his most masterful voice, “Won’t say or don’t know?”Yvonne cowered and then her obstinacy came to the fore, “What’s it got to do with you? You’re not my dad.”“You accused me of being the father of your baby just.