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The Devil's Pact, The Ghost of Paris Interlude Chapter 6: The Father

Date: 2/17/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Incest, Male/Female, Mind Control, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

digging into my flesh. Her lovely breasts kept bouncing and jiggling in front of my face. “Keep riding me, baby girl,” I groaned. “Daddy's gonna cum in you!” Her hips slowed, a languors rhythm, drawing out my pleasure. She stared down into my eyes, a pair of twinkling stars set in a perfect face, and then kissed me on the lips, thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth. It was a perfect kiss, our mouths joined as tightly as our sex organs. I savored the kiss and savored her cunt sliding around my cock. The first rays of the sun fell upon us, warm on my face. Darleen stiffened in my arms, pulling away from our. Her eyes were blue, confusion on her face. She stopped fucking me, looking around, settling all her weight on me, impaling my cock fully inside her. “Daddy?” she asked, her voice quiet, all the power gone. “Why'd you stop, baby girl,” I moaned. “I'm so close.” She frowned. “It's like I just woke up from a dream, Daddy.” “Just keep loving me,” I told her, squeezing her ass and moving her hips on me. “Just keep fucking me. Daddy needs to cum so bad.” A soft moan escaped her lips, then her hips started moving. “It was such a naughty dream I had, Daddy,” she whispered in my ear. “I was fucked by the Ghost, then I fucked my dancing instructor.” Whitney, her instructor, was a gorgeous creature I had always wanted to bed, but she never responded to my advances. I pictured my baby girl kneeling before the sultry, black-haired woman, eating her pussy. My balls were about to ... erupt. “I fucked a cop and a pair of twins!” she gasped. “The tattoo artist fucked me hard while he pierced my nipples, and I let a bar full of men fuck me and piss on me, Daddy!” “Such a naughty dream!” I groaned, my balls about to erupt. “Then I fucked a prisoner! Did you see that?” “I did! Such a naughty thing to do!” “And last, I came on my daddy's cock!” She rode me faster, pierced nipples dancing in front of my face. My balls tensed. “And your daddy loved that the most!” “I'm gonna cum on your cock again, Daddy!” she shrieked, her pussy spasming about cock, milking the cum out of my balls. “Here it comes, baby girl!” I groaned, then shot my load into my daughter. She collapsed against me, shivering and gasping. I held her warm body to me, savoring the afterglow of cumming in my little girl's cunt, my hands stoking her supple back. My cock softened, but stayed inside her, a last bit of pleasure to be had. “I don't want this dream to end, Daddy,” she whispered. “Neither do I, baby girl.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Friday, August 25th, 2017 – Astarte – Paris, France Even with my prescience, I couldn't defeat Mark. A great wind howled around me, a prison of gusting wind whipping up dirt, as Mark, gleaming in gold armor, strode through the ruins of Paris towards me. He burned with energy. The powers of Moloch, Lucifer, Lilith, Dagon, and Chemosh filled him. My demonic servants, shining like silvery stars, rushed to my defense. Tendrils of water whipped out from Mark, knocking ...