7 Really Bad Interruption (2/2)

Shut up you, bitch! I can put you on hold any fucking time I want. And you won't do shit about it! And the reason I am not home is because I have to fucking work to bring money into this family. Why don't you go to work and help out for once? I am not fucking neglecting our daughter. In fact. I just taught her how to jack someone off. It is more than all the shit you taught her!

That is what I want to scream into the phone. However, I am unable to.

”I'm sorry, honey. I was caught up at work and forgot all about it. It won't happen again.”

I response submissively. The fuck is going on. Be a man. Be a man. Tell it like you mean it. Tell the Bitch like you mean it. C'mon. C'mon!

Sadly, I couldn't. The Richard in me is too strong at the moment. And the long talk between the Bitch and me ends up with her yelling at me the whole time. She only stops scolding me for whatever when she realizes I need to go and make dinner.

”Daddy. Are you alright? You don't look so well.”

Mary asks when I head back out of the living room and hook the cordless telephone back on the wall.

”I am fine, sweetie. Did you clean the floor?”

I answer and then take a good look at my daughter in her new clothes. Her hair is wet, telling me that she did not only washes her face, but she also takes a shower.

How long did I get yell at by the Bitch?

1 hour? 1 fucking hour!? Are you serious?

Fuck. I just wasted an hour of possession.

And why the fuck did I remain in control the whole time?

With just two hours left on the clock, I relinquish control to Richard. There is no point of remaining in control of the body while making dinner for two.

I rather spend the remaining two hours I have fucking my daughter.

That didn't sound wrong. No. Not at all.

Richard is fully aware of what he has done while I am at the steering wheel.

As a matter of fact, he would assume that it is all his doing. He has felt everything that I have felt since we are sharing the same body. Technically, it is his body by birth. I am just taking it out for a ride while trying to get his sexy daughter to ride it.

That is how you spread culture. Hah!

I take back control after the late dinner with my daughter. I am now laying on my back due to the rock-hard boner that wouldn't go away. How long have I had this boner? It was since dinner after reviewing the new set of memory.

Whenever I relinquish control, I usually go to sleep.

I don't actually need to sleep while sitting in the passenger seat, but it is so boring watching everything happens through someone else's eyes.

And if I leave the body, I will lose all the remaining time, forcing me to spend more SP to repossessing the poor man again. I rather not do that unless I have to.

Furthermore, I haven't even earned any sexual points yet.

I will after I stop possessing the poor bastard. The system has told me so. Apparently, I will be scored once I finish spreading my culture. What is that all about?

Who knows. I will find out later.

For now. I have a daughter to trick into give me a blowjob. Hah!

I got up from the bed and carefully walk out of my room. I tiptoe towards my daughter room and take a peek. Her door is never locked since it is one of the rules in this household. This give me easy access to some teenage pussy.

Eh?

I recall from memory that after my daughter helps me wash the dishes and gives me a goodnight kiss, she retires to her room and reads her Bible.

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That is like her bedtime story.

But honestly, without internet and television, what else could she do in the house? Aside from doing the homework, I mean.

Looking into the bedroom, I notice that my daughter is now kneeling by the bed and saying her prayer.

And if I have any illusion of being a moral father to my lovely daughter, it is gone the moment I take a good look at her in her nightgown.

The damn thing is barely hanging onto her athletic frame, covering her two huge meat buns and hiding her incredibly sexy figure.

My cock twitches, threatening to break free from its confines.