Ghost Of Culture

"So soft, sweetie. So very soft. Ah. Just keep sucking out the venom while I ma.s.sage your chest. It will stop you from getting a cramp afterwards, sweetie. You wouldn"t want that, would you?"

I tell my daughter while one of my hands gives her huge b.r.e.a.s.t.s a couple of playful squeezes, one after another, earning a m.u.f.fled sound from her tight throat.

Mary obviously couldn"t reply on the account of her mouth being full of my meaty goodness. She also gags a bit and lets her saliva oozing out of her enveloping lips, running down her beautiful cheek and coating my shaft and b.a.l.l.s.

My fingers smoothly find their ways underneath her school blazer, allowing me to grope her nice chest directly.

Her bra did stop me from feeling her milky skins and twisting her nipples, however.

And it is doing a very good job of slowing down my s.e.xual molestation.

Let"s call it s.e.xual conquest.

I will need to get rid of her bra, somehow.

Having my daughter going braless around the house would be super nice as well.

While my mind trying to figure out a way to trick my gullible daughter, my hand continues its relentless a.s.sault against her juice b.r.e.a.s.t.s, earning more questioning sounds from her occupied throat.

Her blue eyes leers at me puzzlingly from below as she sucks hard on my huge c.o.c.k.

Mary tries to look at what I am doing around her chest area again, but once more, it is quite impossible from her current angle. All she could see from her position is my knees and the steering wheel.

I mean aside from my c.o.c.k and b.a.l.l.s of course. I will burn them into her memory, making her wors.h.i.+p it like she wors.h.i.+ps the almighty. More than she will wors.h.i.+p the almighty. Hah!

"Stop that, sweetie. And concentrate or it will never come out. This is helping me as much it is helping you. It will help get out the venom sooner. Trust daddy on this."

I a.s.sure my teenage daughter, who has her mouth full of my c.o.c.k.

And to stop her from trying to look again, my other free hand places itself firmly onto the top of her head and helps her takes me deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.

But due to the position, I am unable to fully bottom out inside her mouth and throat. Even so, it didn"t diminish the overwhelming blissful pleasure in anyway, especially when people are wandering nearby and wondering what I am doing.

I do look like a pervert, parking my car in front of all-girl school. But since the school is out, and all the students have gone home for the day, I just look like an idiot.

Jokes of them since they couldn"t see my daughter sucking my c.o.c.k. She is really trying her best to get out that steamy venom.

But unlike last night and this morning, it is not quite easy. She will have to work very hard for her milky reward.

Thick prec.u.m continuously oozes out of the engorged tip of my c.o.c.k, coating the contracting walls of her tight throat.

It also surges upwards and lets her tongue get some tastes of her daddy. She is very used to it by now, as she instinctively immerses herself into the richness of my baby batter.

And incidentally, it is also telling my daughter what I am doing around her well-endowed chest area is working. It will certainly get out the venom.

Yes. Certainly!

My daughter is looking up at me from below. She is smiling at me with those bright blue eyes of hers, innocently. In her mind, prec.u.m and c.u.m are both the venom she is trying to suck out of me.

"Yes, sweetie. It is coming out. But only a little bit. There is so much more left. You need to suck harder and take daddy in deeper."

I tell her while my c.o.c.k twitches in delight within her mouth. My hand increases its strength and forces my daughter to take me deeper.

It is possible to swallow my entire c.o.c.k even in this position, but she will really have to try to do so.

And eventually, she did. She is such a good daughter! Such a good daughter! She is learning far more from me than what her school is teaching her.

"Hmmm-mmm?"

My daughter gags as I am ball-deep into her constricting throat. She instructively tries to pull out with her reddening eyes, all in order to breathe and not to be choked into unconsciousness.

I allow her to do so since I wouldn"t want to suffocate her with my c.o.c.k. She is my lovely daughter and not some s.l.u.t in office.

If it was s.l.u.t, I will totally suffocate the b.i.t.c.h with my steel rod.

Mary releases my thick c.o.c.k halfway out of her hot mouth before she has to take me all back in at my request, showering my b.a.l.l.s with nice amount of spitting and gagging.

I repeat the gestures with my hips buckling in my seated position, roughly f.u.c.king my daughter"s face over and over again. Arousing moaning and grunting are constantly emitted from my throat.

"That"s it, sweetie. You are doing such a good job. Jesus would be proud."

I call out and my other hand pulls her blazer open, allowing my eyes to capture her toned stomach in full view. If the all-girl school done something right, it is molding my daughter into a babe with all the sport activities and events.

Molding every girl into ball-drenching beauties, I should say. Some of them go on to become nun, thus even the nuns are f.u.c.king hot under those dull garments they constantly wear.
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Telling my religious-indoctrinated daughter that Jesus is proud of her works wonder. And without me saying anything, she takes the initiative and moves her jaw a little to get plenty of spit. She then starts to move her head side to side in a shaking motion. This makes my p.e.n.i.s slides in and out of her throat much more easily thanks to the added lubricate.

A lot of spit dribbles down her jaw and cheek as a consequence.

"Aw. Wow. Wow, sweetie. That is uh… really, really good."

I gasp as my s.e.xy daughter brings me to the edge of rapturing climax. I couldn"t help it since the puffy tips no longer merely plunging in and out of her hot mouth and tight throat like before. It is now kissing every inch of her constricting walls in a show of undeniable affection.

Oh G.o.d. She is a natural-born c.o.c.ksucker.

She is. Oh. She is!

My daughter is a natural-born c.o.c.ksucker! Hah!