4 Activating Special Ability (1/2)
Luckily my belly didn't explode in front of my busty teenage daughter.
Eh? I mean to say that his belly didn't explode right in front of his busty teenage daughter.
Even I think that this switching of possessive pronoun of 'my' and 'his' is getting fucking confusing and convoluted, so I will just go with whatever the flow is.
It will save me and you the sanity.
It also makes my ghostly adventures more simple and easier to understand.
Seriously, what is so hard to understand about sticking rod A into hole B and start pumping until some sticky stuffs come out from either A or B?
That sex-education 101 for you. Hah!
Anyway. I was saying that my belly didn't explode due to the amount of foods I am gorging on.
Honestly, I just cannot describe in full glorious detail to you the richness of flavor melting on my tongue and sliding down my throat. It has been so long, so fucking long!
It has been so fucking long since I have been able to taste anything. The plethora of flavor drowns me in absolute blissful extasy. The world of living beats being dead any day.
And once I have tried everything delicious in the kitchen, I take a look at my flabbergasted daughter, who is staring at me wide-eye. If I don't speak anything soon, she might just call her school and request a priest to come and exorcist me.
I can't let them do that until I corrupt their whole church!
Worship the almighty with your mouth! That means use your mouth to do more than just praying, you nuns. Your mouth is for so much more.
”Speaking of mouth, daddy will eat you out later, sweetie.”
Wait. Did I just say that out loud?
Shit!
”Eat me out? What does that mean, daddy?”
My daughter questions.
Yup. Totally gullible at all thing sexual. Thank you, Bitch.
”No. I mean I will eat with you later, sweetie. I'm going to the supermarket to get some foods. Do you want anything?”
I ask before looking for the car key around the kitchen. I have never driven a car before since I couldn't afford one, being a teenager when I died and all, but I think I can handle it.
”No, daddy.”
My daughter replies.
Did I ever mention her name? No? Alright. It is Mary.
Yes, just like the Virgin Mary – in more than one way than just the name. When I was her age, I already bang some nice chicks on a farm.
That was a lie. I actually bang some nerdy girls on a farm, who wants to lose their virginity.
I was happy to help.
And I will certainly help my daughter with this problem of hers. I wouldn't want someone else to claim that pleasure.
I place both my hands upon her firm shoulder before pulling her in and giving her a very tight hug. Her huge breasts press against my chest nicely. Very nicely.
I will have a try at those meaty buns later too. Maybe rubbing some hard and long in between them.
”Dad. Your hands were around my bottom.”
Mary tells me after the long embrace. She didn't have this disgusted expression upon her face. Rather, she has a curious expression. She didn't understand why I fondle her bubbly ass while giving her a nice familial embrace.
”Yes, sweetie. I did. I remember that you like it when you were younger. Do you hate it?”
I response, not carrying about hiding my tented pole. She didn't say anything, so I didn't bother. Since my stomach will not explode, something else should.
”Umm… no. It just feels weird.”
Mary answers me.
I nod and pat her head.
”There is nothing weird about that, sweetie. You will always be daddy's little girl. Can you please clean up the kitchen while I am gone?”
I request.
”Yes, daddy.”
And I am out of the house and in my car. I didn't drive the supermarket. Instead, I drive to all the fast food joints and gorges myself on lovely beautiful french-fries and some burgers.
Sweet. Sweet burgers.
I love my hot juicy meat between two soft and tender buns.
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That sounds about right.
As I enjoy my burger in a normal and nonsexual manner, I have a check at my status.
It has changed now. Not changed but expanded to accommodate more stuff.