36 A Risky Busty Venture! (1/2)

Mary looks up at me.

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Her eyes are all red and wet.

She must have struggled quite a bit with my hard cock nested nicely in her throat, pumping out gallons of cum right into her stomach.

So much milks have spilled out of her lips and onto her chest and body, not to mention onto the couch itself. It will be a chore to clean this up.

Oh well. We can always get a new couch.

And with her expression, I thought for a second that my daughter is going to chastise me or something along that line.

Doing so would surely get the attention of her mother, who is still on the phone.

”Richard? Are you still there!? Richard!”

Bitch calls out.

Jesus, calm your tits.

My hand still covers the microphone, preventing any noises beside muffling sounds to be transmitted to the other side.

I could also hear some noises in the background, meaning that Bitch is not really alone at the moment.

Bitch is certainly enjoying herself.

I am as well, so what am I complaining about?

”I'm so sorry, daddy. There is just so much to swallow when you have your cock so deep in my throat.”

My daughter apologizes, making me chuckle lightly.

What a lovely angel my daughter is, honestly. She never blames other for whatever happens, and yes, she did say that. I teach her all the nice terms last night when I slam her ass.

She also swallows hard and licks her lips clean of my spunk, letting me watch.

I don't need to say what my junior is behaving at the moment. More like misbehaving.

Calm the fuck down, junior! You will have your fun. Let me make sure some stuff first!

”No worry, sweetie. We can clean it all up later. For now, your mother wants to speak to you. But you must remember, sweetie, you must not tell your mother anything about the venom, including both of our problems. I don't want your mother to worry about us when she is doing so much of God's works.”

I tell my daughter, borrowing the Almighty for a bit.

Any bullshits related to God is strengthened by a million folds.

That is some brainwashing by the Church right there. Hah!

”Okay, daddy. I won't tell mummy. I don't want her to get mad. But what about you? Your cock is still very swollen. And I think it just becomes bigger?”

My daughter responses, finding nothing wrong with what she has said.

Cock isn't a bad word. In fact, it is a good word thanks to me.

Her eyes stare at my steel rod, which stands erected, pointing upwards.

It will take a lot to make me go limps. I mean a lot more than one round. It seems like the more I cum, the more I can cum. Must have something to do with the Power of the Gamer.

What doesn't kill me, will make stronger, sort of thing.

”Ah yes. If there is another way to get the venom out without using your mouth, sweetie. Hmm…?”

I response while rubbing my chin, making it seems like I am thinking.

I am obviously not since I want my daughter to come up with a solution herself.

I cannot just say: turn around and let daddy fuck your ass.

It will totally work, but there is just something very arousing in hearing my daughter asks for it herself, especially innocently.

”Oh, I know how to get it all out, daddy. You can put your cock in my ass while I talk to mummy. I think you need to apply more venom inside because it feels like it's getting tight again.”

My daughter suggests without a shred of shyness.

Unholy fuck!

She really has no clue what she is asking of her daddy.

I slap my head in response.

”Ah, that's right. Thank you for reminding me, sweetie. I almost forgot about it. But before that, I think I need to massage your chest for bit. It will helps get out the venom faster.”

I response while staring at that pair of tits, wondering how tight the valley between them is.

The ribbons really strap around her chest really bind those melons together nicely. I still cannot believe she wears it in place of a bra.

”But what about the venom, daddy? Aren't you dangerous to you?”

My daughter questions, referring to the spunk that coats her body.

Wait, did I say that it is dangerous for me to come into contact with it?

I don't really remember since I have made up so many bullshits over the course of a few days. I really hope that I won't say something contradicting. It would break the illusion in her mind if I did.

”Not to worry, sweetie. Having so much venoms in me, I do build up some sort of resistance. Now, can you talk to your mother? She will get very upset if you let her wait too long. Please ignore me as best as you can, okay, sweetie?”

I tell my daughter and hand the phone to her.

Bitch has been shouting for the last minute or so, but I didn't bother to pay attention. I give basically a rat-ass about what she says.

”Hello, mummy?”

My daughter trills happily once she accepts the phone.