.......not yet." Those words seemed lost on you as you leaned into me, plunging deeper and deeper into me. Trying without much success to not cum as I... feel your balls slapping my pussy as you move in and out of me. As your hairs tickling my hole I know that you must be all in and I cum without notice. You ride my orgasm with me, until I stop shaking."Baby girl, did you cum?" No, Daddy." Her only answer earned me a hard slap on my ass."Angee, you better get busy making her cum." Another hard. After a minute she moved from me and become normal. She said ‘sorry da, you are in a good mood with your results and I spoiled it, ok tell me what shall I cook for you? I said ‘anything is OK for me’.We both sat on the floor and seeing the TV we both prepared for our lunch. She was cleaning the rice and I was cutting the vegetables. She was watching the TV and I was watching her. Her one leg was bent and another leg was straight. Her sari was raised up to her knee and I could see her nice legs.. “Thank you, Mr. Meyers. Thank you for not calling my parents, and…. well, thank you for everything.” She looked down at my crotch as she got up, and I could see her eyes widen. Her skin was flushed where she had lain against my legs. Some of my body hair was plastered to her skin by sweat. I told her to wait, and I wiped the hair off her body with a towel. As she went to bed, she thanked me again. I told her to be quiet and not wake the other girls. While I washed my hands in the kitchen, Megan. She danced closer to the bed as her left hand slid into her thong and began to rub on her clit. She motioned Michael closer to her and when he sat up on the side of the bed, she fell to her knees and grasped his erect member with her right hand and slowly began to stroke up and down on it."Master, my pussy hungers for your staff of life but first I must taste it. Can I Master? Can I taste of it?" she implored as she continued to rub her clit and stroke his cock, looking up into his eyes. At his.