Cute Girl and Professor - Part II

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Zubi and I have been seeing each other for three months now. She had become my secret lover. Or rather, I became her secret lover. She had kept this a secret from her friends and family. Zubi came from a conservative family where premarital sex was frowned upon, let alone having sex with a man twice her age.

We tried to meet at my place whenever we got a chance; that was usually Friday afternoons or evenings.

She was cute. She was sweet. She was submissive, and I could feel that she adored me. She tried and went the extra mile to make sure I was happy, and my needs were well taken care of.

Zubi loved to tease me. We didn't get to meet and fuck every day, so she would text me something naughty or send me a naughty picture of hers. She would entice me to do some dirty talking and then see if I could control it. She can be very playful, and I could tell that she enjoyed teasing me.

She said, "Daddy, I want to see if you give in," and then she giggled.

I said, "You are asking for some trouble, baby."

Zubi: "Well Daddy, I am YOUR trouble."

Zubi knew her worth. She was confident, smart, and knew what she wanted. This was a big difference between hers and a lot of other girls I have been with in the past. There is nothing wrong with one type or another. Each to their own. It was that Zubi was willingly doing all this because she wanted and could. There was something natural about her being this playful girl. She enjoyed it. When things come naturally and are not against one's mental will, then whatever you do becomes more fun.

I had a few rules for Zubi. As part of the rules, Zubi can tease Daddy; however, she isn't allowed to touch herself without my permission.

Another rule is that she can talk with boys; she might even flirt here and there, but she must remember that she belongs to Daddy. Her entire existence, every inch of her body, her heart, and her soul—everything belongs to Daddy.

To the outside world, she was ladylike. She put out her best effort as a good girl for the world. In private with me, she was the most adoring slut who enjoyed nothing more than pleasing her daddy and, in return, getting pleased.

She knew how much I cared for and adored her when she was ladylike in the outside world.

I don't know why, but after having sex with her for some time, I felt a strong connection with her.

There is one thing we have not done. That she was still a virgin. Now you may ask, but you took her V-card. Yes, I did. But she was a virgin—her cute, juicy ass was still a virgin.

I enjoy fucking girls' asses.

I have fucked the ass of most of the girlfriends I have had.

But Zubi's ass was different from everyone else.

She had a cute ass that looked so juicy when she wore tight jeans, leggings, or tight dresses. I remember when I fucked her from behind in a doggy position; her ass always looked so inviting. I loved spanking it well. I loved seeing how my fingerprints used to get imprinted on her pale ass. It excited and aroused me so much.

One day, I told her lovingly, "Baby, I love your ass."

She said, "How much?"

I said this while caressing her cheeks. "I do not have words; I can only show you. And make you experience how much Daddy loves your ass."

She probably got the gist of what I was hinting at, or she was just playing with me. I couldn't tell.

She asked, "Show me Daddy."

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