Ghost Of Culture 44 A Gift For A Good Girl

Even though Alice is very inexperienced at sucking c.o.c.k unlike my lovely daughter Mary, it is still great to receive one from her.

Of course, being sheltered all of her life, Alice obviously doesn't know that she is giving me a b.l.o.w.j.o.b right here in the bathroom of my house.

And I am not going to tell her otherwise unless there is a real reason to.

Is there? Probably only if I decide to blackmail her.

It wouldn't be too hard, considering that Alice is very fearful of me telling her parents and her sister of her misconduct back in the kitchen. Her sister more than her mother in her mind, apparently.

As for her father, he is actually not home most of the time to teach and protect her. I do feel somewhat sorry for her, but that is because I am such a nice person, teaching her about the finer things in life.

Heh.

Well. I suppose I am better of a father than her actual father since I am showing her some love. Some very intimate love right here with my hard c.o.c.k in her mouth while she believes that she is helping me with my very swollen problem.

And it is a very swollen problem indeed. Hah!

Holding her head in place with just one hand while remain seated on the lidded toilet, I begin pumping in and out of her innocent mouth, invading her tight throat again and again.

I did it slowly, so that she can get use to my length and thickness.

Wouldn't want her to pull out when I am about to blow a nut, and I did promise myself about dumping a couple of hot and gooey load into her throat and stomach.

Her mouth too just for that creamy taste. I think my daughter is getting addicted to my hot s.p.u.n.k, and I am sure that has to do something with me being a Primordial Champion of l.u.s.t.

Since that is the case, I will get Alice addicted to it as well. Heh.

Ah. Just thinking about it almost makes me brutally f.u.c.k her pretty face to bring myself towards that blissful climax. She is quite pretty, as pretty as my daughter when she is downing my c.o.c.k.

Hah!

"That's it, sweetheart. Suck my c.o.c.k. Ah. Suck it."

I call out and tilt my head back to completely immerse myself in the hot and wet feeling of her mouth every single time she swallows my hard p.r.i.c.k.

But unlike my daughter, Alice isn't looking directly up at me as she bobs her head, impaling herself on my c.o.c.k. She is actually trying to look at my c.o.c.k as she does so, wondering when I am going to blow, so that she can be ready for it.

It is hovering in the thought bubbles high above her head, making me frown slightly when I saw.

Honestly, it is more enjoyable if Alice is enjoying it herself, at least, she shouldn't think it some sort of a ch.o.r.e.

My daughter certainly didn't. Not anymore, I mean.

I arch forwards again and look down at Alice. With the hand already griping her head, I pull her face back to take a look. Her dark brown eyes match my downward gaze as her mouth envelops my meaty rod about halfway.

Alice blinks questioning at me.

"Alice. You shouldn't think of this as some sort of punishments. You are doing G.o.d's work, helping me with my huge problem, so you should be very proud."

I tell her, resorting to G.o.d.

It has always worked for my s.e.xy teenage daughter, and surely, it will work for Alice, who is even more religiously and parentally sheltered thanks to her nutjob of a sister.

Certainly, I am being kind of prejudice towards her older sister, but that is because I haven't really talk to her sister on any level. I did see her sister once, but that was a while ago.

The only impression that I had then was wanting to bang her. I mean Richard did, but since I have his memory, I suppose that I do to. Heh.

Alice blinks at me again.

All kind of thoughts enter her mind, but they are somewhat happier thoughts.

Just like my daughter, Alice is happy that she is doing G.o.d's work. She is saving my life by sucking out that venom after all, and I am happy that she did.

There is one thought that sticks out the most, and it makes me smile inwardly. It helps me understand her character more. The power to see her thoughts is basically a cheat.
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"I am also proud of you, Alice. If you were actually my daughter, I would have reward you for helping me out with this. I suppose I will give you a lot of venom instead, okay?"

I compliment with a smile.

And when Alice returns my smile, happily appreciating my compliments, my c.o.c.k twitches.

It doesn't really take a lot of effort to make these teenagers happy. They are good girls after all, very good girls. Hah!

Since her mouth is fully occupied, Alice gives me a light nod as a response. Even so, I know what she is going to say. It is hovering above her head within the thought bubble.

"Yes, Mr. Wilson. Please give me a lot of venom."

And knowing that, I couldn't help but want to dump a huge load into her throat.

Alice usually thinks about thing that she is going say, but rarely ever say it out due to lack of confidence or shyness. Thus, that gives her this aura of maturity even though she isn't really mature. She is more of a baby than my own daughter inside.

I don't mind helping her get rid of her lack of confidence and helping her with her self-esteem.

But not right now since I do have to make lunch for three s.e.xy teenagers. Maybe tonight. Heh.

I run my other hand across her face before joining it with the one on her head. With both of my hands holding her in place, I proceed to f.u.c.k her mouth and throat, much faster this time.

"Gluck. Gluck. Gluck."

Alice gags, struggling to keep up with my speed. Her hands are gripping my thighs tightly, but even so, she is taking my a.s.sault while her face is brim with happiness due to the fact that she rarely gets told that

My speed picks up, forcing me to lift myself off the lidded toilet and lean forwards.

And in doing so, Alice is forced to lean backwards. Her head tilt as far back as she can while her mouth take my downwards pounding. If it wasn't for my hands gripping her head, she would have fallen onto her back against the bathroom's floor.

"I think it is coming soon, Alice. The venom! Um. Be sure to swallow it all."

I call out as I pull back several inches, allowing her to breathe and readying herself for the overdose of c.u.m. I can unload quite a huge amount from my b.a.l.l.s. My daughter can attest to this.

It takes a lot of effort to hold back the floodgate, and I swear I almost blow a fuse.

Alice blinks again, pondering what I mean by swallowing it all. She is under the a.s.sumption of sucking out my venom so that she can cream her face, making herself prettier.

That is on her mind, and it isn't helping at all! Oh f.u.c.k! Stop reading her thoughts! Stop!

But since Alice couldn't voice her opinion, and I certainly ignore whatever appearing in her mind, she has no real choice but to do what I have asked.

It might even help relive my swollenness.

Or so she a.s.sumes.

It certainly will, and with both of my hands around the back of her head, I slam downwards, completely lodging my pulsating c.o.c.k into her tight throat and basically letting it all out. I cannot really hold back anymore.

Within a second, Alice tenses up and swallows frantically. Her eyes blinking. Her hands trying to crush my thighs. Her legs are probably thras.h.i.+ng behind me and around the toilet bowl.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

I groan, joining the gulping sounds echoing in the room, originating from her throat.

The flooding was so intense that c.u.m surges up of her throat and into her mouth, threatening to spill outside. Some even comes out of her nose.

Unholy s.h.i.+t!

However, Alice holds on and keeps everything down like a champ. Soon enough, the flooding dwindles, allowing her to heave her bare chest and breathe normally.

"Oh G.o.d. That was so good. Thank you so much, Alice. Keep sucking. Keep sucking my c.o.c.k. There are some venoms left in there, I think. Ah."

I keep my c.o.c.k in her mouth for another 5 or so minutes, getting her to clean me. She sucks and sucks, swallowing every drop.

This is the first time that Alice had taste my s.p.u.n.k, and she finds the taste isn't that bad at all, unlike my daughter the first time.

But who am I to question that. Heh.

I slowly pull out of her mouth so that only the mushroom head remains in her mouth, and with one of my hand, I pump my shaft, getting that last bit out of my b.a.l.l.s.

My c.o.c.k pulsates as I did so, enjoying the pleasure very much. Would have been a lot more pleasurable if Alice has done itself, but both of her hands are busy holding onto me.

Alice obviously isn't as strong as me, capable of holding her head up with just one hand.

And slowly, I let her rest onto the floor and pull my c.o.c.k out of her wet orifice. Some c.u.m manages to coat her lips as she tries not to spill any.

"It is fine to swallow the venom, Alice. It is actually really good for you, but can you open your mouth, so I can see how much you have in there?"

Alice ponders for a moment before opening her mouth slowly and letting me see the creamy pool that is between her lips with her tongue swimming within.

It is extremely thick, and it is extremely hot.

My c.o.c.k stands erect immediately, returning to full hardness and swollenness.

And that causes Alice to blink before closing her lips. She swallows the load in her mouth and licks her lips. She swallows again to get rid of the residue.

"It is swollen again Mr. Wilson even though so much venom has come out."

Alice points out unnecessarily, and I nod before straddling her stomach. Her t.i.ts are f.u.c.king ma.s.sive, and I sort of neglected them when I was f.u.c.king her face.

"Yes, Alice. There is actually a lot of venom in me. That is why you don't have to worry about keeping any of it in your mouth to use later. You just need to ask me, and I am happy to coat your face as well as your body with the venom myself."

I tell her while pressing my hard c.o.c.k between her b.o.o.bs.

"Really Mr. Wilson?"

Alice questions whether I actually mean it. She is wondering what I am doing as well, but the thought of being able to get creamed by my s.p.u.n.k seems to take priority. Heh.

"Yes, really, Alice, but this is a secret between us. You cannot tell anyone, even your parents and sister. Ah, don't tell my daughter until I do. She might not look like it, but she is quite jealous since she loves to have all the venom herself."

I warn Alice as I use both hands to sandwich my c.o.c.k. d.a.m.n. They are so f.u.c.king soft. Softer than even my daughter, and she is unG.o.dly soft. Firm too.

"Okay, Mr. Wilson. I won't."

Alice nods in understanding and looks down her body as I pump my c.o.c.k between her chest. She about to speak up, but I tell her before she did.

"My c.o.c.k is actually useful for a lot of things, Alice. I can give your b.r.e.a.s.t.s ma.s.sage like this."

I begin f.u.c.king her t.i.ts in earnest, feeling the incredible sensation running a lot my veiny shaft. It brings me to the edge very quickly, especially when seeing her innocent but curious expression.

And this not to mention her beautiful silky long dark hair spread across the floor.

"Ugh. Here. Use your hand and press your b.r.e.a.s.t.s together like I did. I will give you a pearly necklace if you do. Not literally, of course. It is just a figure of speech, but you will love one. My daughter surely did."

I request while chuckling.

"Oh. Really?"

Alice questions as she uses her hand to press her b.o.o.bs together. It isn't weird since she usually does it herself in the bathroom, all to see how big they are.

"Yup. Really. Do you want one?"

I ask and arch my body forwards, so I can f.u.c.k her t.i.ts more easily. It feels nice and tight now with her helping out, and I concentrate on pounding them in earnest.

"Yes, Mr. Wilson. Please give me one."

Alice calls out rather excitedly.

"Ugh. Hmmm. Give you what, sweetheart?"

I play dumb. It is a turn on for me to hear her say it directly even though she doesn't fully understand what she is actually asking me for. I am such a pervert. Hah!

"A pearly necklace, Mr. Wilson. Please give me a pearly necklace."

I laugh and f.u.c.k her t.i.ts harder with all the intention of blasting her neck and face with my hot s.p.u.n.k, giving her what she wants – a f.u.c.king pearly necklace.

It will be quite a white gift.

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