Taking a seat on the edge of my bed, I looked at Martha, whose hair was still in my hand. She was kneeling on all fours. I pulled her so she knelt between my legs, her arms resting on my thighs.
Full of sha, Martha looked down, but I grabbed her chin and lifted her head up, staring straight into her eyes, which were full of uncertainty.
Her eyes struggled to avoid my cock, which was right in her face.
"Did you get wet from that?" I asked, stroking her hair.
"Yes."
"Louder, I can't hear you.
"YES," Martha said, putting more strength into her voice, her eyes a bit watery.
"Show ."
The milf blinked at the question but, knowing what to do, took her left hand south and brought it up a second later, her fingers covered in wet liquid.
Looking at Martha, I brought her fingers up and sucked on them one by one, savouring her taste, enjoying how she relaxed. Then, I leaned down and kissed her.
"You taste good, baby," I whispered, stroking her cheek.
"Thanks, daddy," Martha shakily let out.
Those two words coming from Martha shocked , but I dared not let my feelings show.
Sohow, by a combination of factors, I had gotten Martha in a full submissive feminine state, the woman not trying to put on airs or challenge .
"It's alright. Now be a good girl and take care of Daddy."
Nodding her head like she knew what was coming, Martha took a deep breath and then set her eyes on my dick, hard and pointing at the ceiling.
"Do you want hands?" she dutifully asked.
"Just on the balls," I answered, and Martha went to work.
We entered my apartnt around 7:50, and though I did my best to take things fast and control my urges, Martha didn't exit my room until 10:42.
Unsurprisingly, it had been Martha who couldn't stop. The woman had an insatiable desire for my seeds, and today she particularly took pleasure in fingering herself to the sight of .
The deep crack of her fat ass gave the perfect place to put my cock and ram her from behind, and her hugs gave my al for the night.
"That was filling," I ntioned, my naked form following Martha who was struggling to fix her hair by the door.
"It's nightti, I doubt she'll notice this," I advised, but Martha wouldn't hear a word.
"You sure you don't want to take a bath? You reek of sex."
"She won't notice," Martha said. I raised a brow but said nothing.
Since she paused beside the door, I stopped beside her and fondled her breasts, only stopping when she was ready to move.
To her shock, I followed her out the door, uncaring that anyone would see since I knew no one would. Then, I stretched.
"The next ti, I'll lean you over the balcony while you service my dick. What do you think?"
"You're crazy," Martha said, looking around nervously.
"Get inside, I'm leaving now." She turned on her heel, and I was just marching back when she turned again and rapidly walked back to .
"You forgot sothing."
My reply was a soft kiss, and the woman disengaged and brought her fingers to my chest.
"What ti will you be going to school tomorrow? I want to know when to bring you breakfast."
"8:00 AM."
"Okay, good night."
Martha turned and left, and for the first ti, I was staring at her departing figure and not just at her ass.
"System, show her stats."
[Na: Martha Taylor
Type: Potential daughter
Trust: 71
Affection: 100
Fear: -20
Loyalty: 48
Horniness: 82
Comnt: Suffice to say, she spends stern monts of her day thinking about you.]
When it ca to Fear and Horniness, Martha and Denise were opposites, and I couldn't help but smile at how much Martha's Loyalty had grown.
It was the one stat that had always been low.
Entering my apartnt, I changed the sheets, hit the shower, and collapsed on the bed. Before sleep could consu , I called the naughty geek in my budding harem.
"I should get her so glasses."
Picturing Sade in glasses while sucking my dick threatened to awaken my dick again, and I was glad when a voice ca from the other side and distracted .
"Marcus?"
"I prefer daddy."
"Is that what Valera calls you?"
"Yes."
"Will it make you love ?"
"I already love you, horny. I just like my babies calling daddy," I sowhat lied through my teeth. I an, love is a process, right?
"Okay... daddy."
Wow, did the goddess of luck fall in love with my dick?
In just one night, I had gotten two of the hardest won on my list to project submissiveness, and they had also gone out of their way to please .
"Are you okay with calling that?"
"I am, unless you don't want calling you that," Sade quietly said, her silent question clear to .
It was true what they said: nothing made a woman more expressive to a man than the sight of another woman beside him.
This soft and vulnerable feeling from Sade, while unexpected, was not entirely new to . I had felt it back at school, the day I wanted to resign as class president.
"You're my baby. Why wouldn't I want you calling that? Co and tell how the rest of today went."
My mind was fatigued and my eyelids heavy, but I had to carry out the task.
I engaged Sade in conversation until it was close to 12, and then I fell asleep.
By all rights, after pleasing two voracious won and escaping a compound that seed to hold one of the dark secrets of the planet, I deserved rest.
But an hour into my sleep, my phone rang.
After being active throughout the day, a normal person would have been out cold. But I had the strength to stay aware and pick up the call, which was titled Unknown Caller.
"Hello, Marcus," the voice from the other end said, sending my blood cold and killing any lingering sleep in my eyes.
Believing nothing good could co from a call this late at night, and even having a hunch about why I was being called, I decided to remain silent. But apparently, I had been checkmated.
"It's either we talk through this call, or I have soone bring you a phone."
"What do you want?"
"Don't be like that, Marcus. We aren't enemies."
"Then end this call and let sleep."
"No can do. I need your help."
"My help, or my services?"
"We worked well together last ti. Why are you being this harsh with ?"
"Because I just don't want to work with you anymore."
"You can't say that, Marcus. Not after I helped you and also saved your life."
"So I owe you now? What happened to risking my life to save your kids?"
"Please, Marcus, don't make look like the villain here. You have needs, and I have needs too. We can help each other."
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