The car cos to an abrupt stop.
And my lovely teenage daughter looks up at with her bright blue eyes, questioningly. She is unable to vocalize the question on her mind, for her mouth and throat are preoccupied with my thick at.
"Ugh!"
A groan escapes my throat while my cock feeds my daughter a creamy milkshake, and just like so many tis before, her eyes widen in shock as she gulps down my thick spunk frantically, settling it all within her well-toned stomach.
I help her in that regards with a firm hand on her head, forcing her to swallow more of my ejaculating cock and pumping out all of that delicious venom within my contracting balls.
"Swallow it all, sweetie. Yes. Ah. Swallow it all!"
I tell my daughter just before I avert my eyes from her sexy form, as she lies across the passenger seat to suck my cock and drink my spunk.
It is just so hot, especially when her stripped panty is still hanging around her knee.
"Just keep sucking, sweetie. You have to get all of it out. Ah. That's it. Keep sucking daddy."
I tell my daughter as her eyes are still in puzzlent.
She wonders why the car has stopped.
Even from her current position, she could tell that we are not ho yet.
As a matter of fact, we are not going ho yet. I did ntion to her that we are going to a special kind of shop to pick up sothing first which we are, currently.
And it is a quite long drive since I don't want anyone to recognize . It would be extrely dangerous for my bitch of a wife to learn of what I am going to buy.
Extrely dangerous, indeed.
It is that inherent danger that what I have in mind is so fucking hot. It would be so aweso if I manage to pull it off, and there is no reason for not to be able to pull it off.
My daughter is so gullible after all.
So very gullible.
"Looks like there is an accident on the road, sweetie. We might be here for a little while."
I finally inform my daughter as the ejaculation tapers off. I slowly pull my flappy cock out of her mouth and allow her to get off my laps.
While I have a lot more creamy batter within , I am sure that I will be caught if I continue to indulge in my daughter, fucking her face and fondling her ass without restrain. I can do that in the comfort of my own ho.
I do have the rest of the days after all. In fact, tomorrow is Saturday, so I will see how much cum I can pump into her until her stomach becos bloated.
Hah!
Once my daughter is back in her seat, she licks her lips and then looks around, finding for herself that there are cars everywhere, boxing us in.
The fat slob in the car adjacent to us blinks repeatedly before smirking and giving a thumb up. Next to him, in the passenger seat is his daughter, who looks as lovely and as gorgeous as my daughter.
'Holy shit. Did you just do what I think you did!? She is not your daughter, is she? It would be so fucking hot if she is.'
That is what on his mind. He then casts a glance at his own daughter, wishing that she would put down her fucking phone and lie across his laps to suck him off.
I chuckle at that before zipping up my pants.
If I didn't possess Richard right now, I would possess him to help him get his wet dream. The hovering number on his head tells he is quiet sexually frustrated.
His wife, if she is still alive, must have ignored his sexual needs for years. It is a common problem with everyday man. There is no love in their marriage.
I an lust. There is no lust.
"I'm going outside to have a look at what is happening, sweetie. Stay in the car and lock the door. You must not talk to anyone while I am gone. Also, please pull of your panties, sweetie. You can take it all off when we get ho."
I tell my daughter softly. I don't want everyone around to hear what I have just said.
"O-okay, daddy."
My daughter responses before pulling up her panties while pondering if she can really take it off when we get ho. It seems that she didn't mind either way.
I suppose it is sothing for to explore when we get ho.
We can both go commando. Hah!
I head out of the car afterwards and heads towards the front where the accident happens. I obviously am uninterested about the accident, how it happens or otherwise.
I am more interested in the victims, especially when they are dead or dying.
That sounds kind of evil, but h.
I need them to be dead or dying to witness sothing.
It is actually quite hard to know when people will bite the bullet, even if I hang around the hospital as a ghostly doctor, spying on nurses and patients alike.
I an helping nurses and curing patients. I spray them all with a lot of my gooey ectoplasms. Rewards for sexy nurses and dications for sexy patients. I don't know if it works, but at least it makes one of us feels a lot better, mostly .
Alright. Always .
And my ectoplasm doesn't really go away. They are still coated with the stuff after all these years, and there is quite a lot of it.
Heh.
Honestly, I was looking for new friends most of the ti at the hospital instead of being a disembodied pervert or waiting for people to die so I can sohow hitch a ride into the afterlife, but sadly, there is no ghosts at the hospital.
Or even at the cetery.
There are quite a lot of malicious presence or aura affecting a lot of people at the hospital though.
I am unsure what those dark presences or auras are exactly, but they aren't really ghost since they are not sentient. They move about and stick to people on instinct alone.
They also stick to , grossly. It feels like sli.
And it takes forever to remove them. They also make really moody too.
In any case, it has nothing to do with the car accident, where the victims are dead, luckily.
Eh? Did I just say luckily? I an to say ah fuck it. I need them to be dead to witness sothing.
"No, Dan. God no! Please wake up. Please. Don't leave ."
The woman screams out as her husband stops breathing despite the paradics try their best to save his life. It is remarkable that he holds on for this long, considering the massive internal bleeding he has suffered.
More people are dying since this is several car pileups, including a couple of semitrailers.
Unlike the countless of people standing around, my face has no expression whatsoever. I just stare at the dead man lying in the arms of his anguished wife, unblinkingly.
Within a handful of seconds, his spirit erges from his body. He looks confused for a mont before he realizes that he is now dead.
"Shit. I died!? Damn it. I am so sorry, honey. I am so sorry."
The man cries as he tries to touch his wife, but as a ghost, he is unable to.
And within a couple of seconds, a hellish portal begins to form under him and suck him in. It vanishes within an instant, thus preventing anyone else from jumping through to hitch a ride.
Trust on that. I have tried a lot of ti to no avail.
From my observation over more than a couple of decades, there are four types of portal that manifests when a person dies to take them to where they need to go.
And from the hellish nature of that portal, that Dan guy is definitely going straight to sowhere not-good.
Hell. Probably. I am unsure about that.
I really hope not since that is where my mum went.
But I will just call it hell for now.
Dad went into the golden portal instead, which is what the next person who dies did. The only person to do so, in fact.
The portal still appears under him instead of above him like it should, but I am certain it is so place equivalent to heaven.
Portal always appear underneath.
There are also blue and green portals, but those are fucking rare. I only see each of them like a couple of tis. Actually, I only see the blue portal once, and it was a baby.
So, I think it might be reincarnation because you have to be a fucked-up God to send a baby to hell or even heaven.
Most people either go straight to hell or to heaven.
I know where Richard is going soon.
Right inside his daughter. Hah!
That is heaven for him.
Ahem.
Once the authorities co to clean up the whole ss, I return to my car and greet my daughter. She is a good girl, staying in the car and not talking to anyone.
"Did anyone die, daddy?"
My daughter asks.
"Yes, sweetie. They are with God now. An."
I response. She begins saying prayers for them with her eyes closed while I just look her up and down while thinking that she is such an angel.
"By the way, did you tell your friends about the costu party?"
I ask as the car begins to roll once more, slowly to get pass that accident on the road.
"Yes, daddy. Alice and Sophia would love to. The rest says they are busy tomorrow."
I smile at that. I know who Alice and Sophia are since I have t them and their parents before. And I can say that they are gullible enough for a fourso.
Is it wrong to have my daughter enlist her friends?
I will tell you what is wrong. My daughter not sucking my cock right now.
And once the car is finally going at normal speed, my daughter is back to resting across my lap to suck out that venom that she just loves so much.
It takes another 10 minutes to reach a carpark.
And another 10 minutes to finish pumping her mouth and throat with a third dose of cum.
I tell my daughter to stay in the car like before and head to one of the shops down the street. She does not need to know what the shop is for obvious reason. If she doesn't know, she cannot blab.
That is using my noggin.
"Nice beads. Oh. Lube. Almost forgot. This butt plug, too. Maybe so ropes? Ribbons?"
I mumble as I pick up a few things from the shop as everyone minds their own business.
No one wants to talk to anyone here because it would be weird talking about fetishes. I certainly would not, especially about my daughter.
And once I am at the counter, I notice a pair of white wings with ropes hanging behind the man. Did I ntion that there are only dudes here? I an it is a porn shop, after all.
A smile plasters on my face when I imagine Mary wearing that and nothing but that tomorrow to the party.
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Oh fuck. I think I am going to bust a nut again.
"I will take that pair of angel wings too."
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