7 Really Bad Interruption (1/2)
My daughter slurps the cum off the floor, nearly making me explodes.
Boom! Boom. Boom. Boom!
Luckily, I didn't. Or I would have to walk strangely around the house, trying to find a new pair of pants. I don't think I did the laundry today. I will do it after making dinner.
Ah, fucking hell. Why am I the only one who did anything around the house?
”Daddy. I think the snake is trying to get out.”
Mary speaks up and touches my tenting erection. Her fingers are caressing my cock through the fabric.
Oh God! Don't explode! Please don't explode!
Ah, don't fucking explode!
It isn't helping when she is looking up at me with her innocent cum-stained face and those beautiful blue eyes, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
Just a bit more. Just a bit more. Oh fuck! Just a bit more!
But my impending climax stops abruptly thanks to the phone. The fucking wall-mounted phone!
So close, so fucking close!
Sorry for all the swearing. I am super frustrated right now.
Hearing the phone rings, Mary immediately pulls her hand away from my crotch area and gets off the floor. She then picks up the cordless phone before speaking into it.
”Hello? Oh. Hey mum. How is the tour?”
Great! It has to be the Bitch, ruining my fun from hundreds of miles away. Even without being here in person, she is still able to kill the mood.
Why don't she just go and die already? Just a little car accident would do the job, God. I am not really asking for much. And I am sure you would love to have someone like her in your company.
Did I just ask God to kill my wife? Totally.
”You call before? Daddy, mummy calls before. No. we weren't home. We just got home just now. Dad was just showing me his –
I immediately grab the phone off my daughter. I cannot allow her to finish that sentence. If she did, it would be the death of me. I mean the death of my host. I cannot die again since I am already dead.
But seriously, Bitch will crucify him in the front lawn for everyone to see and then probably set him on fire as an offering to God. She will, I tell you. Or maybe it is an offering to Satan.
”Hey, honey. Can you give me a minute while I talk to our daughter?”
I request and press the hold button before Bitch could say anything. I then turn my attention towards my daughter. My eyes become serious. And any desire to let it all out melts away in this moment.
True that I have never scolded my daughter before, but that was me from before I was me.
”Dad?”
My daughter questions, puzzlingly. She didn't understand why I am getting upset.
”You should never tell anyone about my trouser snake, sweetie. Not even your mother. It doesn't like that. Now, can you please go and clean yourself up as well as the floor. And while you do that, daddy will have a long chat with your mother, okay?”
I speak up.
Mary nods slowly and heads towards the bathroom to clean the cum off her face.
I watch her shapely ass bouncing from behind. It would be nice to tap that ass tonight. Isn't that a little bit too fast? I just manage to get her to jack me off. She should at least give me a blowjob first before I claim her ass.
Eh? Alright, let's aim for a blowjob tonight.
And maybe some deepthroat while I am at it. I bet her throat is super tight. Hah!
Once my sexy cock-tease of a daughter is out of view, I put the Bitch back on the phone while heading into the living room.
”Hey, honey. Sorry about that. I was just –
I speak up, in a calm and collective manner. There is still some nervousness in my voice. This is due to years of being conditioned by the Bitch.
”Richard, you bastard! How dare you put me on hold!? And why aren't you at home when I called!? If I find out you are neglecting our daughter, I will…
Oh God. My ear. My fucking ear!