Ghost Of Culture

Her mouth, that is.

"So hot. So wet. So good, sweetie. That"s it. Suck it. Suck it, sweetie. Take it all in your mouth and into your throat. Yes. Yes! Like that. Oh yes! Oh!"

I urge my daughter on and push my hard c.o.c.k pa.s.s the back of her tongue and into her throat, letting my bushy pubic hair tickling her nose and cheeks. I didn"t stay bottomed out inside her mouth for long enough to elicit a gag response as she is struggling to breathe.

Mary has to get used to my length first, and she is getting used to it fairly quickly. She is a natural-born c.o.c.ksucker. Yes, she is. Oh yes, she is.

She is my c.o.c.ksucker! Hah!

"You are such a good girl, sweetie, helping me out like this. But take it deeper into your throat. It will help gets get out the venom quicker."

I suggest and jerk my hips a little, thrusting in and out of her wet mouth.

"Hmmm-mmm?"

My daughter manages as my c.o.c.k fill her mouth completely. Her lips seal around my shaft, running up and down along the veiny length while I pump in and out of her, slowly speeding up.

"Ah yes, sweetie. Like that. Suck my c.o.c.k. Suck daddy"s c.o.c.k. Suck out the venom. You"re such a good girl. You are such a good girl."

I moan and pound my c.o.c.k deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat. And like a champ, she opens her jaw very wide to accommodate me, allowing me to push it all inside her hot and tight throat again and again.

My daughter is working very hard for that delicious venomous milkshake, and I am happy to make her one. For this morning and every morning after.

"Ah. Argh!"

I gasp and gasp, f.u.c.king her face without restrain, drawling gagging noises from her throat. I honestly swear that my daughter is born to suck my c.o.c.k because of how quickly she gets used to it.

"Oh yes! Swallow my c.o.c.k, sweetie!"

I slam my hard b.o.n.e.r right into her throat, forcing out several gags.

And as my teenage daughter chokes on my c.o.c.k, I steal glances at her perfect body, long tanned legs and those huge b.r.e.a.s.t.s hidden her nightdress. She is a stunning girl, and she will be a stunning woman soon. My stunning woman. All mine!

"G.o.d, sweetie. I am feeling weak. I have got to sit down for a second."

I utter and pull myself out of her mouth with a plop. Any more and I sure would have blown a steamy load into her throat and stomach. It would be awesome, but it would also be unsatisfying.

I need to enjoy this more. More! Hah!

"O-okay, daddy."

Marry said and feel her jaw. She wipes the drools from her lips as I finally sit down on the chair. After I did, my daughter repositions herself between my legs and sweeps her long blond hair out the way.

"Just relax, daddy. I will suck it all out this time."

Just hearing that brings my c.o.c.k to full attention. Her hand wraps around it at the base and put it back into her mouth. She starts bobbing her head up and down, emulating my pumping just a moment ago.

"Oh wow, sweetie. You are getting very good. Very good."

I groan and enjoy the amazing b.l.o.w.j.o.b from my daughter while sitting at the family breakfast table. It is so outrageous. It is so wrong. It is so sinful.

And yet, it feels so good.

It feels so f.u.c.king good!

My body shakes with blissful pleasure as my teenage daughter envelopes my c.o.c.k from top to bottom, licking me with her hot tongue and sucking me with her wet mouth.

I imagine my wife, sitting across the table from me, spewing nonsense about G.o.d and the Church and being completely oblivious to the fact that our s.e.xy daughter is blowing me right now.

Mary even gives a little moan herself around my p.e.n.i.s.

She obviously tries to make my c.o.c.k go deeper into her throat, but it is difficult with her own power, and what little bit of prec.u.m had just spurt into her mouth tells her to keep going. She would soon get it all out, but unlike the night before, the venom isn"t coming out as easily.

It will be harder and harder for her as I get used to her hot mouth and throat.

"Ah. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you for this blissful morning. Don"t you think so, sweetie?"

I pray.

"Hmmm-mmm?"

Mary responses with her occupied mouth.

"Here, sweetie. Let daddy helps you get it out."

My strong hands firmly place themselves on top of her head, helping her to take more of my c.o.c.k into her throat each, so that the mushroom head is kissing the back of her throat. Her spit is streaming out of her mouth with each thrust, making a mess despite how much she tries not to.

It couldn"t be help with how hard and fast I am f.u.c.king her face, and I am sure she feels the same. She just needs to get that venom out. Get it all out, and everything will be okay again.

"Ugh! Oh G.o.d!"

I groan as I feel I am unable to hold on much longer.

"It"s coming, sweetie. It"s coming. Yes. It"s coming out. Yeah! Don"t let any of it spills out, sweetie"

My teenage daughter steels herself, bobbing her head on my c.o.c.k a few more times, bringing me over the edge.

"Ah! Swallow it, sweetie! Swallow it!"

I roar. My c.o.c.k twitches and explodes. My daughter tastes the venom before thick milkshake fills her mouth and threatens to choke her.

It is so much. I have so much.

Mary swallows rapidly, but the thick stuff sticks to her throat and hard to get down. And more is keep on coming, filling her mouth to the brim.

Her eyes widen in surprise, asking me how could there still be so much? Of course, there is a lot. I have barrels after barrels worth of c.u.m with your name on it, sweetie. You have a lot of work ahead of you.

Hah!

I let my daughter do the work as I sit back and upload into her mouth. She is desperately trying not to spill any like I have asked. It is cute. And seeing her cheeks puff out while she swallows frantically just makes me to dump even more.

Of course, my b.a.l.l.s soon emptied all of its content into my daughter"s hot mouth.

"That"s it, sweetie You have got it all."

I finally speak up. It is mesmerizing, seeing my daughter struggling to swallow such a thick load. Despite blowing a huge load into her mouth last night, I still had a lot in me this morning.

In fact, I still have more. Much more. This is awesome!

Mary slowly opens her mouth and let the p.e.n.i.s slip out onto my thigh. Everything seems to coat with her spit while her mouth has the musty taste of c.u.m. Venom, I mean. Hah! Venom. Funny.

"D-did I get it all, daddy?"

Mary asks.

"Oh, sweetie."

I response and give her a smile. I wonder what I should give as a response? I did say I am going to give her a milkshake every morning and every night? Will it be too much? And what happen when the b.i.t.c.h finally returns home? f.u.c.k!

But seeing my daughter licks her pink lips and runs her tongue along her perfect teeth, I already have my answer. Of course, I am going to enjoy this!

"I"m afraid not, sweetie. I think you will need to do this again for me. The venom has a way of coming back in the bite. I"m thinking once a day, maybe more."

I response with a smile.

"Oh."

My daughter utters. She isn"t too keen about that.

"But if you don"t want to, sweetie, I will just too fight through it. It will be painful. And I might die."

"No. Daddy. I will do it. I will do it. I will suck it out for you. Please don"t die."

Mary pleads. I should be feeling guilty about this, but I feel nothing. Only horniness.

I guess I am really dead. Oh well. More fun for me.
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"You are such a good girl, sweetie."

I response and stroke her beautiful blond-hair with one hand.

My teenage daughter looks at the stiffening c.o.c.k between my legs. Under her innocent eyes, it has no choice but to wake the f.u.c.k up and do its job. Not that it minds. It totally wants to blow another huge load down her throat.

"Do I have to do it now?"

I wonder if I have another one in me. Apparently, I do. Nice. Very nice!

"Yes, sweetie, if you don"t mind?"

I help her seals her lips around my c.o.c.k again and proceed to pound her face without restrain. She is happy to suck my c.o.c.k again and getting out the venom. It seems that she is also getting used to the taste. That didn"t take long.

Natural-born c.o.c.ksucker! Hah!

I wonder how many times I can c.u.m into my daughter"s mouth before I have to drive her to school. I am guessing about 2 more times. Maybe three with a nice facial. d.a.m.n. I am such a pervert.

A ghostly pervert!

But I like being a ghostly pervert on the account of being a ghost.

Hah!

b.o.o.boob.o.o.boob.o.o.b!