Darlington's entire frame was shaking and his mouth too dry to speak.
"I'm waiting for you Darling. Tell me now, are you doing it or not?" Samantha asked, wriggling under him.
"I will not Samantha. I won't do this great èvil against my boss and against my conscience because I know what will befall me if I do this!
"I won't do this because what I feel for you won't permit me to disrespect your bôdy and dishonour your parents. So yes Samantha,go ahead and send whatever video to your father and àccuse me of whatever you like, but I won't do it" Darlington said firmly.
"Are you kidding me now? So you think you'll face anything lesser than dèath, if I show my father that video? You think you'll be considered anything less than a tràitor when my father sees the video?" she asked him, still bent on forcing him to do what she wanted.
Darlington looked at her face below him, taking in the beauty and the innocent look she was blessed with, then he shook his head.
"I'm sorry Samantha, but I'd rather face the punishment unjustly, than have to face the punishment from your father and my conscience.
"I am a man and I know how I'll feel when I eventually give birth to a daughter, and someone takes advantage of her vulnerability someday.
"You're a good child Samantha, I know you are. I have watched you grow, and I know this version of you that I've been seeing for some time now isn't really you.
"So I won't do this to you. I won't ruin the good life you have ahead just because your head is getting messed with infàctuàtions" he told her and made to get up, but Samantha wasn't about to let him go.
He had been propping on his palms that were placed on the bed, on both sides of her head, so when she realized that he was about to get up, she hit his two hands off the bed, catching him unawares.
Darlington fell right on top of her, this time, with his entire frame falling on top her body.
Fortunately for him though, the movement she made, to knock his hands off the bed, made her waist move slightly, so his phàllus that had been standing in front of her gateway to bliss, shifted position too.
So within the mili seconds it took him to fully collapse on top her, his engaged cap had changed position, making his throbbing hàrdness graze over the gateway to bliss, but narrowly missed making an entrance.
Instantly, Samantha encircled his waist with her slender legs and began to struggle with him, trying to see how the phàllus that was now gliding between her fully lübricated thîghs could make an entry.
She was so sure that as long as their biological instruments connected, Darlington would be left with no choice but to complete the two people press-up.
But no matter how much she struggled, Darlington refused to let his heart push him into the dànger it was luring him to.
"What fôolishness is this? How can you reject this cheese that is being shoved into your mouth like this?
"Enough with the struggles already Darlington. Let this wîtch get what she wants and be at peace" his heart told him, a part of his mind reminding him that he had tried his best to avoid the girl.
But his head still wouldn't let him. He still felt that Samantha needed to be protected and not allowed to go the way she was choosing.
"Oh dear God, since when did tossing a little girl like this off, get so difficult?" he wondered as he continued to struggle to free himself from her grip.
He ended up rolling on the bed with her for several seconds, struggling in vain to stop Samantha.
She held onto him firmly, while she moved her waist, searching for his phàllus with her mind's eyes.
Darlington froze momentarily, laying numb for a second when he heard her begin to moàn under him.
While they were struggling, his phàllus had somehow gotten stuck between her wèt thîghs that were now tightly pressed together, giving him a hêll of pleàsure, as he struggled to pull away, only to get pressed down again.
So with each movement he was making, he was literally thrústing in and out of her thîghs, sending cold shivers down Samantha's spine, and she began to moàn.
It felt as though he was indeed doing it with her because as his phàllus pushed in and out, her thîghs was pleasuring his shàft, and the part stoping him from being able to pull away, was gripping his cap and sending a measure of sensation that was making his heart beat abnormally
"Oh dear Lord, how much more can one take? I'm so tired Lord, please do something" Darlington wept silently, tired of fîghting the urge to oblige her and satiate his own appetite that has now built up to an unbelievable level.
It took a while, but after trying to make Darlington do her will without success, Samantha broke down in tears, surprising Darlington.
He rolled off her with the next attempt to free himself and got off the bed as quickly as his legs could carry him.
Samantha continued to cry, her toes twitching furiously as she lay there, giving him the look.
"Samantha, we will need to talk, but that can only be done when you're sàne. So for now, I need to get out of here" he mumbled and quickly walked out of the room.
He feared that Samantha could truly do as she had thrèatened, so he locked her inside the room and walked quickly to the car.
It was already 3:30am, and he knew he'd not be able to sleep again, but he just couldn't sit still in the room, not knowing if he'd be able to escape Samantha's next move.
As he sat in the car, resting his back on the seat that he had now adjusted, he began to burn with desirè, recalling how sûcculent and enticing, Samantha's breàsts had been to töuch.
His prôpagator began to kick riôtously, as his mind wandered to the feelings he got while his phàllus glided precariously over her pleasure land getting càressed by her soft thîghs
Darlington could literally relive the warmth and the wètness that oozed from her pleàsure boulevard and how heavenly it had felt to have his càp standing at her gateway to bliss.
"Damnit! Where did this girl learn all these shïts?" he wondered, letting his mind stray to thoughts of how it felt to have her nîpplés in the warmth of his mouth.
And so, while he thought of her and the extreme pleasure she had given him, his heart stopped beating as he recalled how her girlish móans filled the room when her thîghs trapped his phàllus
He found his body stiffen suddenly and he began to jerk, nor knowing what was happening, until he began to feel millions of his would-have-been progenies, spurting all over his brïefs.
"Oh no Darlington, this is the height of it! What is left now? You've touched and seen everything, and now, you've let her pleasure you to ejàculàtion!" he chided himself, as he lay there, looking at himself and the wètness of his own gènital flüids all over him.
Just then, he heard a noise that caught his attention and he became alert suddenly.
In front of him was Mrs Magnus and her partner, arguing about something he couldn't tell.
The young man was yèlling at her, and she in turn, was pointing at him in so much ànger that Darlington feared for the worst.
Darlington rolled down the glass as gently as he could, to enable him listen to them.
"I have told you what you must be told, you idiôt. Get out of here at once and never show your face to me. How dare you think of it? How dare you think of laying your fïlthy hands on my daughter?" Mrs Magnus asked irritably.
"Excuse me! I didn't think of it. She demanded it and I only agreed to…" Darlington heard the young man say, before Mrs Magnus lost her cool and landed him an ear tingling slàp.
Darlington jumped out of the car in so much hurry that he forgot to clean off the stuffs on his brïefs.
He didn't even remember that he wasn't properly dressed. All his senses were at alert and his ànger kindled to an indescribable tempo.
"What did I just hear? Samantha and this jêrk? Oh God please help me now" Darlington muttered to himself as he made his way to the spot Mrs Magnus was standing.
She turned sharply to look at the person approaching them, and relaxed visibly when she recognized Darlington.
"Ma'am, tell me you two weren't talking about Samantha. Please tell me Samantha is still safe inside the room, and this jêrk didn't…" Darlington was saying before he got cut off very shàbbily
"Oh please be quiet you hypocrite. What moral justification do you have to talk to me?
"Aren't you the same person that has been rummaging the sèx toys' box and rolling all night with her?
"What wrong did I do by accepting to do what she wanted so bàdly, after you got her so high?" Justin asked unrepentantly.
"Oh no, this can't be true. I didn't do so much to preserve this girl, only for her to offer herself to this ànimal" Darlington thought worriedly, staggering involuntarily. He rushed quickly away from there, running back to the suite.
The door was still locked when he got there. He opened it with shaky hands and rushed into the room, his heart thudding viólently as her words began to replay in his heart
"Darling, you're going to do this now or get both of us in trouble. This is the second time you're teasing me this way, without really taking me
"I'm already too hot and wèt to sleep tonight. If you don't do it, then I must sneak outside and find a man to do it.
"And trust me, I'd be sending my dad the video, right after what I'll do with that man.
"So choose now Darling. Will you do as I've asked and have us keep our secret affair from mum and dad, or you'll prefer another man to do it, while you take the blame for it?"
He was perspiring when he opened the door, praying that it wasn't true what he was imagining.
"Oh God, please let me find her here and hope for any other explanation for what I just witnessed outside" he prayed before he pushed the door open, hoping to find her sleeping inside. But a scream escaped his lips when he looked at the large bed...