22 That Special Facial Cream (1/2)

Usually, what my Junior wants, it shall get.

Just like what my daughter wants, she shall get.

But sadly, in this case, my daughter needs to get ready to go to school. It is already getting late, and if she skipped school, I will never hear the end of it from the overly religious bitch. I really need somehow get her out of the family picture.

I am still formulating a plan for that, but I am not a very good strategist, to be honest. I am more of an affectionate lover than a thinker. Maybe I just drop something heavy on her and get it over with.

That sounds kind of evil, but what can I do. My wife is an obstacle that must be removed immediately for me to reach that wonderful dream of mine. And since she loves God so much, I will be doing her a really good favor.

Surely, the bitch would appreciate the fact that she won't have to wait years and live through old age to meet her big daddy. Hah!

God is the Father, for we are all his children.

”Hurry and clean up, sweetie. I will meet you downstairs.”

I tell her and reluctantly stumble out of the shower, allowing her to finish washing herself up and then getting ready for school. She does not need to have breakfast since I have already fed her quite well.

”O-okay, daddy.”

Mary responses. Countless thought bubbles continue to ascend above her head as I head towards the bathroom door, naked.

I did read a few of her thoughts before retreating to my room to get clean up and change. It is difficult to dress myself with my steel rod. Honestly, didn't I just unload a bucket load into my daughter?

At least give me a break, Junior. Or not. Heh.

I stroke it for a bit, wondering whether I should cream her face. My daughter would really love to have the opportunity to wear my spunk to school. She might even tell her friends about it.

Actually, that sounds like a good idea, considering those schoolgirls are so gullible. Doing so would net me a nice bonus with the system to. I need to level up as quickly as I can.

With a smile on my face, I head downstairs and into the kitchen. In the chair at the dinner table, I wait for my daughter to join me.

It didn't take more than a handful of minutes since she also know that she is running late. It isn't that late, but I suppose I will write a little note just in case.

”I'm ready, daddy.”

My daughter calls out after she enters the kitchen. She is wearing her school uniform. The knee-length skirt and tight blouse did nothing to dissuade my erection. If anything, it turns me even more on. Her pretty face and full pink lips as well.

”Ah. Yes. I suppose that you are, sweetie.”

I response and turn around to face her. Her bright blue eyes widen and instantly glued to my cock, as it stands proudly straight up, completely unabashed between my open legs.

'Oh no. It is swollen again. It's huge. Was it always that big?'

Mary purses her lips and takes a couple of step forwards absentmindedly. She unsure why she really wants it in her mouth, aside from helping me get rid of my boner and the huge amount of cum in those balls of mine, of course.

”Sorry, sweetie. But can you please suck daddy's cock again. Don't worry. It won't be long since it feels like it is going to burst anytime soon.”

I request with a smile.

And it didn't take more than a handful of second to have my lovely daughter resting between my legs with my cock burying in her face. My hand grips her blond-hair done in a pony tail tightly as I use it to help me pound her mouth and throat.

It didn't take very long to get me over the edge, especially when I am dreaming about letting her wears my milkshake all over her face to school. It would be so awesome. So, fucking awesome.

”Ah. Oh. Open your mouth, sweetie. Open it wide and look up at me with your tongue sticking out.”

I call out as I pull my throbbing cock out of her hot mouth. I immediately jerk it frantically to keep the lingering climatic sensation at the edge. My hand remains griping her ponytail, but now trying to force her head back, so that her pretty little face is facing upwards at me.

Mary is surprised at my forceful nature, but she did not protest.

”Ah. Yes. That's it. Look at daddy just like that. Here it comes. Oh Jesus. Here it comes.”

The cockhead presses against her soft and wet tongue before spilling ropes after ropes of cum, coating every inch of it. Some splashes against her open mouth, plastering her white teeth in gooey goodness.

Mary blinks as the all too familiar tasty richness rolling over tongue and using it to slide down into her throat, pooling at the back and forming a creamy lake. She couldn't swallow the milky batter with her mouth being opened wide and her eyes staring up at me.

That makes climb back up onto the edge of the orgasmic pleasure before throwing myself off again.

”Stay still, sweetie. Daddy is going to apply the venom all over your face. Remember what I have said the day before. It is very good for your skin, making you prettier. You want to be prettier, don't you?”

I tell my daughter before remove the cockhead from her cum-coated tongue and rest it fully onto her lovely face just above the nose bridge. Trickles of cum continues too ooze out, running down her face from the top to her chin.

”Yes, daddy. I want to be prettier. The prettiest.”