As it was getting late, she asked me to leave. I was so disappointed that day. As earlier, she got angry for me touching her boobs without her permiss...on and started distancing herself again. I was like, I don’t want to miss it this time.Slowly again I started to convince her for another meet. Whats App chats grew more of sex and she started sending me all I asked, but not completely revealing. The best thing she shared was a video with all her boobs outside, with her hands covering her nipples. All the fear had vanished, replaced with a burning desire to wrap my lips around his cock and show him how grateful I was to play his game. I loved the feel of his cock pushing deep into my throat, the thrilled panic of being unable to breath, but I trusted him and knew he wouldn’t put me in any danger. I know how silly that sounds, I didn’t even know who this man was, but something told me that he only had my best interests at heart. Well, that and his own primal desire to control a woman for. Laundry, stripping the sheets and washing them. Collecting all my clothes from the floor, sorting them and washing them. Intimates get washed by hand and he is required to save that for last. He vacuums all my floors and carpets, mops the kitchen and wipes down the surfaces. Collects dishes and runs the dish washer and puts away the clean dishes. He scrubs the bathrooms and the toilets. He dusts the bookshelves. Every other weekend I have a once a month type chore- washing windows, cleaning the. It was very hard for them to control their bonner. They were touching and massaging through their pants.Me: (seeing Arjun) Well how did I smell like dear?He: wonderful! You smelled like a sweet red velvet cake and I want to curse the phone as it disturbed me from tasting it!Me: Maybe next time dear. (by laughing)Other boys asked whether they could taste too. I just replied ‘if fate decides’ in a slutty manner. Again told them all to not leak a single word outside or else I could change the.