RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 242: Submission

The honest answer was actually yes, considering I hadn't even gotten in touch with Denise. But I didn't say that.

My activities in London were a secret that should never come to light, and I didn't want to go on a lying spree with Martha.

"I let myself get buried in work and just kept postponing," I solemnly said.

"Why are you explaining yourself to me? You don't owe me an explanation," Martha suddenly said, her tone haughty.

I groaned inwardly but kept my expression steady, not letting her mask affect me.

"Because you're my baby. I know I cause you pain, and I want to alleviate it."

"You're still deluding yourself with that nonsense. I'm old enough to be your mother and school you."

"And yet you call me daddy and get spanked by me."

Martha snorted, keeping silent for some seconds, and then answered,

"Because you're a bully."

"Do you want me to stop bullying you?" I chuckled.

My question was met with silence once more, but the next time she reacted, rather than speak, she turned to me and, looking into my eyes, crawled over to my seat.

My hands were welcoming as the endowed MILF straddled me, just as her daughter had earlier today.

Resting her fat ass on my thigh, just like Valera, she put her arms around my neck and pressed her lips to mine, her hunger much more controlled than my horny nymph.

She passionately kissed me, sucking on my lips and wrestling with my tongue, eventually accepting loss and letting me explore her mouth.

As the seconds went by, my little brother hardened in my pants, and feeling its length, Martha began humping me.

My hands went to Martha's ass, sinking and disappearing in them while she stroked my face. Then, minutes later, the older female pulled away, short of breath and with a hazy gaze.

"Let's go up," I said, feeling Martha press her ass hard on my bulge while grinding.

Her face was reluctant, but I reached up and pulled her cheek with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to get you back to Valera. I have a couple of tests tomorrow, so I have to conserve strength."

"In that case, you should be reading," Martha said, wanting to get off me, but I was thirsty and really wanted her milk tonight.

"That's what I've been doing all this while.

You went to my place and found out I had come back, right?" I questioned, holding her ass in place.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Valera told me."

"Oh."

"Yeah. I had a bunch of tests yesterday, and after that stayed at school reading. I fell asleep and got locked in the library. It was crazy."

"Woah, how did the tests go?"

"It was good. But forget about school, I just want to be with you right now. Get down and let's go up."

My words jolted Martha out of her caring and responsible state.

Remembering my dick, she gave one hard grind on it and then swung off me.

Wasting no further time, we got out of the vehicle and began climbing up the stairs.

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I was like a child who had seen candy, and Martha could only be embarrassed, excited, and cautious as we climbed.

Whenever my palms descended on her rump, she looked around hoping no one had seen us, but we were alone on the stairs with no one to spot us.

When we got up to her floor, Martha stopped, looking at the door of her apartment where I knew Valera was doing her assignment, melancholy in her gaze.

"It's just for some hours," I whispered behind her, my hand reaching forward to rub her kitty through her pants.

"Just some hours," Martha turned and looked at me with a warning.

"Just some hours," I repeated.

When I opened the door of my apartment, Martha walked in first, and by the time I closed the door and turned around, she had already taken off her shirt and was working on her pants.

"Hurry, we don't have much time," she said after taking off her pants and looking up to see me just watching her.

Saying nothing, I did away with my shirt, and by the time I took off my trousers, Martha was naked and on her knees.

"I see submitting to me has become an instinct for you."

Martha was at first confused, but when she understood my words and tried to stand up, I fixed her with a gaze, a dominating aura coming off me and keeping her kneeling.

"Don't be worried, I like my woman like that."

"I'm not your woman," Martha hissed.

"Then what are you? A prostitute, a nymph, a slut, my lover, or something yet to be found?"

I took off my underwear, and by the time I was walking to her, she was still short of a reply.

Saying nothing, I walked up to the woman whose gaze was fixed on me, quickly going to the meat between my legs.

Walking past her, I grabbed her hair and pulled her along.

Martha tried to put up resistance, but against my strength, she could only put her hands on the ground or risk being dragged on the ground.

instinctively, she crawled after me.