Not as nice as the mouth that I have been enjoying so much in the last few days, but it is still very nice nonetheless, especially when she is looking directly up at me for guidance with those darkly reflective eyes of hers.

Those eyes of hers are quite beautiful. Charmingly unique, turning me on greatly.

And that innocent smile she gives with my hard c.o.c.k enveloped by her lovely lips is just an extra bonus, not to mention the religious costume that she is wearing while kneeling here between my legs on the kitchen floor.

It isn't actually a costume from what I can see of her thoughts.

It is a real religious habit that her older sister had gifted her, making this whole thing more hotter. Like a lot more hotter than normally because Alice isn't just dressing up as a nun. She is more like one right now, and nuns are so f.u.c.king hot.

At least the nuns at her school.

G.o.d sure knows how to pick them, and I totally knock them all up if given the chance. No. Why should I wait for a chance when I could actually make my own?

Isn't that right, oh, the Great Maker?

Got to f.u.c.k them all!

Hah!

Obviously, this is the first time that Alice has a c.o.c.k in her mouth. A hard and long one too. Thick and veiny. Heh. And if I have anything to do about it, this certainly will not be her last.

Not by a long shot.

"Yes. That's good, Alice. Honey. Sweetheart. But you have to move your head a little, so that it can go in and out of your mouth. That is necessary to get the venom out. Also keep your lips tight around the girth, but not too tight that your teeth with sc.r.a.pe against it. Here. Let's me show you how to suck my c.o.c.k properly."

Alice didn't mind me calling her honey or sweetheart since many people have called her that before, and I teach her how to suck my meaty greatness properly by grabbing her head to hold her in place as I buckle my hips, thrusting my hard c.o.c.k in and out her wet mouth.

And she allows me to do so without any protest, aside from the reflexive gurgling noises of course.

Like my daughter a few days prior, just before she becomes such a great c.o.c.ksucker, Alice really wants to learn how to suck out my creamy milk for her own sake.

At least in her mind.

It is also to help me with my swollenness problem. Again. That is what she is thinking. I am not going to correct any of that. It would ruin the fun.

Heh.

Since this is her first b.l.o.w.j.o.b, I try not to go too deep into her lovely throat even if the mushroom tip repeatedly nudges against the back of her throat, marking it when prec.u.m.

Do note that I really mean that I try because it is really f.u.c.king hard not to recklessly f.u.c.k her gorgeous face. Her mouth and throat feel so d.a.m.n good, especially when she is looking up at me like this.

So d.a.m.n good!

Oh, the Great Maker! Where have I been with my life!?

"Mr. Wilson –

Alice tries to say as I begin to go deeper, running the c.o.c.khead against the back of her tight throat, in an effort to reach her stomach. I couldn't help myself since it just feels so good, and my b.a.l.l.s are filled to the brim with c.u.m.

And despite blowing so many steamy loads this morning in my daughter, I still have a lot more in me.

Like a lot more.

I can c.u.m quite a bit, thanks to what I am now. And I do wonder if I can die by f.u.c.king way too much. Not me personally because I am already dead.

b.o.o.boob.o.o.b.o.o.b.s!

"Just hang on, sweetheart. I am almost there. It's coming soon. Like really soon!"

I call out and f.u.c.k her face harder, slapping my heavy b.a.l.l.s against her chin each time I bottom out in her hot mouth and tight throat.

It is impressive that Alice manages to inhale my entire length on her first outing. This just means that she is naturally a c.o.c.ksucker, more so than my daughter. Probably.

I wonder if Sophia is the same. Well. There is only one way to find out.

Hah!

"Ugh. Ah. Argh!"

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I groan as I feel the floodgate is being forced open. Some milk already manages to leak out of the puffy tip and descend into her stomach. I just need to get them all out and dump them all into there.

Just thinking about me, makes me f.u.c.k her face harder.

My hands literally grab fistful of her hairs alongside with her black and white veil.

Alice grabs both of my thighs for support as I hammer her mouth with my c.o.c.k again and again. She is having difficulty in maintaining eyes contact, especially when water begins to pool around them.

From that alone, I am sure that Alice will not be able to hold on much longer, not when I am so forceful right now. She is doing much better than my daughter, however. So that is something.

And before I could reach the heavenly climax and blow my load down her throat, Alice pushes herself away from me. She is quite strong for her size, just like my daughter.

"No!"

I call out as c.u.m explodes from the engorged tip, jetting across the air and showering Alice, but most of the hot loads land on her religious attire, drenching it in my s.p.u.n.k.

My hand grabs hold of my raging firehose, so it doesn't miss its mark.

I even jerk it to coax out all the c.u.m.

Unfortunately, Alice didn't notice me pumping out the rest of my s.p.u.n.k onto her. She is too tearful to notice, and it is just really hot seeing her there across the floor with one hand pus.h.i.+ng against the tile for support and the other hand around her neck, rubbing it while she coughs heavily.

Saliva is dripping from her lips.

My c.o.c.k remains hard even after I finish pumping out everything from my b.a.l.l.s. I am certain that I will be able to go again soon. Like really soon.

However, Alice seems to be unable to, and from the look of it, I think she is going to cry soon. Luckily, she didn't, as she reminds herself that she is no longer a crybaby.

She has to be strong. She must remain strong. Her sister has told her so. Only little girl cries. She is no longer a little girl. She is no longer a crybaby.

How bizarre, but I guess that she was a crybaby before. I suppose that I should help her. But maybe I should chastise her instead. Chastising her might open more doors of opportunity for me as my mind formulate a plan.

"Jesus Christ, Alice! Why did you pull back just now? Now the floor and counter are all stained, and it is all over you and your costume too."

I use an angry tone of voice, and it is enough to get her attention. It gets smore than her attention just like I have planned. I want to make sure my daughter and Sophia know that I am furious.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Wilson. It was. It was."

Alice utters as she tries to pull herself off the floor. I grab her arm and drag her off the floor, all while trying to keep my angry expression. It is quite hard, considering that she is not really at fault. I was too forceful.

"Is there something wrong, daddy? Why are you yelling?"

My daughter calls out from the top of the stair.

"Uh Oh. Alice just made your dad angry. I have told her not to go and ask him about that cream while he is preparing lunch. She just too impatient. She probably spills some stuff down there. Stupid."

Sophia is with her too, and from the harsh tone of voice, she just sounds like her mother.

I am going to enjoy teaching her and her mother their place. Heh.

"Alice spills the cream all over herself and the floor, sweetie. I think I have to go and clean her up now, so stay in your room. Look like lunch will be a bit late, sweetie. And Sophia too. Just stay in your room, and don't worry about anything."

I call out and look at Alice.

"Come with me. You need to clean up before lunch."

I tell her, and she does not protest at all. She believes that she is at fault, and I will use this fully to my advantage.

There is a bathroom downstairs, and the moment that we are inside, I immediately lock the door.

"Mr. Wilson. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it."

Alice pleads. She is utterly terrified. Her mind is reeling. She is not thinking straight at all. It seems that her sister disciplines her quite brutally, to the point that she is terrified of doing something wrong.

"Yes. I know, but you are my responsibility right now. I have promised your parents that I will take good care of you and Sophia today. Now, take off your clothes, so I can wash you up. I have to clean myself too and somehow fix this huge problem."

The huge problem is my c.o.c.k. It is fully erected. It will be a lot more harder once Alice strips out of her clothing. Heh.