He breaks our kiss just enough to smile at the fact that he knows I need to cum and only he can make me cum. Lifting his hand off my pussy he spanks i... just few times to send a shockwave through my whole body trying to take me to my limit. As he feels my body start to relax under him he rubs my clit gently and whispers in my ear “Do you want to cum for daddy?” Not surprising King I shook my head no. I still haven’t taken to calling him Daddy or letting him be in control of my body. “You still. He never saw me in a sleeveless saree.So,it was a bit of surprise for him.He was staring at my milky hands and the slight cleavage visible.I went to him and served the breakfast.I was quite near to him and he was just a few a few inches away from my boobs.While serving I made my boobs touch his hands.Wow…A current sparked throughout my body.He didn’t take away his hands away,I knew that he is enjoying my boobs.I looked at him naughtily and he took his hands away realising I may feel bad about. I’d spent the four hour drive thinking about it, and had come to the conclusion that intellectually I didn’t want a girlfriend, but that my desire to have Jackie sleep in my bed, without having sex, said something very important to me. Emotionally I needed someone with me. Bethany had known that and that’s why she’d arranged for Kathy to see me every weekend in Chicago. Kara had known that and that had been one of the reasons she’d accepted the situation we’d found ourselves in.Jennifer knew. As soon as she’d showered, she’d be returning to the bedroom and fucking each of them again. Each time the sex seemed to get hotter and dirtier, and every time the voice in her head pushed her on for more. It was difficult to say no to its demands, as if her body was slowly taking more and more control of her actions, turning her need into an addiction. Times like this made her reflect on her younger days. She’d grown up in Inner City Croydon, one of the toughest parts of London. Much of her.