Calvin squeezed her breast hard, making her whimper. He wasn’t satisfied with that; he started playing with her nipples between his finger and squeezed them as hard as he could, making her break the kiss. Her eyes moisturize a little. She looked at Calvin with complaining eyes, but not once a word escaped from her mouth.

“Does daddy’s little girl want to cry?” Calvin teased her pinching her cheek in the same way she did to him by calling him OLD. “You can still ask me to stop.” He added when Ethlyn slapped his hand, pushing it away from her cheek.

“Neither am I a little girl, nor I’m going...