“What did you say Claire? What was amazing?” Her mouth begins to form more words but she passes out again. “Oh shit oh fuck” I say as I hold her up trying to keep her on her side. Cum still dripping from her mouth on to the floor. Which is now covered in her spit and my cum. I gently place my head on her chest. *Thumb…….*thumb……*thumb…*thumb. Thank god her heart is still beating I say as I gently lay her back on her side and pull my pants back up. I head to the kitchen to get a towel to clean up the mess on the floor when all of the sudden I hear foot steps. My face turns white. “Mom…..Dad what is going on?” I dart from the kitchen, down the hall and catch Tara at the bottom of the stairs.
“Nothing sweet heart. Just go back to bed” I say in a reassuring voice. “But where’s Mom?” Tara replies with a concerned tone in her voice. “She isn’t feeling well. I think I gave her what I had last night haha.” “Ew that’s gross Dad!” Tara says. “Yes your parents are a bunch of gross embarrassing people now go back too bed please.” “Okay goodnight Dad” “Goodnight Tara” I say softly as I watch her ascend up the stairs and disappear into the darkness. “First you skull fuck your wife’s face untill she is barely alive and now you lie to your only daughter? Tsk tsk Marty. Tsk Tsk” the demonic voice says.
“First of all I didn’t do anything it was all you!” I say to myself. “Yeah but who is gonna believe that crock of shit Marty?” the demonic voice says boastfully. “I don’t know who you are or what you are but I am a man of god and I wil- “Marty……Marty” Claire says from the living room. I run from the stair case and back to the living room. Claire is now sitting up on the floor. “What happened Marty? One minute. I am talking to you and the next I am on the floor” Claire says with confusion. “I…..I don’t know. You passed out Claire.” “And what is this white stuff all over me? It smells like chlorine” Claire say as her eyes dart back and forth trying to piece together what happened.
“I think you where choking on something and passed out Claire.” “You know Marty now that I think about it. I do remember not being able to breath. I….I suppose you are right.” “Claire don’t worry about what happened. Lets just get you up stairs okay? I’ll clean this mess up.” “Okay Marty” Claire says in low voice. I pick up Claire and put her in bed and head back down stairs to clean the spit and cum off the floor. “You bet your sweet Christian ass she was choking on something Marty” the demonic voice says. “Just wait till tomorrow when Pastor Brian finds out about this” I say to myself. “Oh no I am so scared Marty! Don’t tell that big meany Pastor Brian about how you used your wife’s throat as a flesh light and then lied about it to your Daughter! Don’t tell him that Marty! Please I beg you!” the demonic voice says with glee.
“I’m done with this conversation” I say to myself. “Yeah that’s right, stay in your place Marty. You may have God on your side but I have your horse dick on mine and I am gonna do what ever I want with it!” the demonic voice says. I finish cleaning up the floor and head to bed. The next morning I am sitting at the head of the family table waiting for Claire to bring me my breakfast. She walks in and grasps at her throat. “I don’t know what I choked on last night but what ever it was must have been really big” Claire says. “Yeah I guess so Claire” I say in a monotone voice trying to bring less light to the subject. She places my breakfast down and sits next to me.” And this morning Marty, when I was trying to brush my teeth a thick white liquid started dripping out of my mouth” Claire says looking into my eyes for reassurance. “Maybe it was toothpaste” I say with a silly expression on my face in a poor attempt to play dumb.
“See I thought that Marty but then I smelled it and it smelled like chlorine! Just like last night!” she says wide eyed. “Look Claire I don’t know what happened last night. I really don’t so can you just drop it please.” Claire jolts up. “Fine! But what ever I choked on last night is still inside me and I’m gonna find out what it is!” she says as she storms off. “Oh Marty why can’t you just tell your wife you mounted her face and fucked it like a rabbit?” the demonic voice said.
“Because what I did was essentially rape you piece of shit” I say to myself. “It’s not rape if she is rubbing her pussy and getting wetter then Niagra Falls Marty” the demonic voice says confidently. “Yeah well I guess we have different definitions of what rape is then” I say to myself. “She swallowed all of it Marty. All of it. Would someone who is getting raped do that?” the demonic voice says. “What you did to her last night was pure evil!” I say to myself. “No those panties she ruined from filling them with her cunt juices after getting skull fucked is the real evil here Marty” the demonic voice says. Before I have a chance to give a counter argument to the rape demon essentially living in my head. Tara walks in the dinning room.
“Morning Dad!” Tara says with a smile. “Morning Tara” I respond. “Dad guess what!” Tara says cheeks blushing with excitement. “What sweet heart?” Tara gives a long pause and then blurts out “Lilly invited you and me to a pool party today. I’m so excited!”
“Oh shit” I say to myself. “This……is…….perfect” the demonic voice says in response.
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