My presence startled the birds and squirrels in the evergreen trees nearby.
"Okay, looks like I'll have to do this the old fashioned way." I grabbed the body again and kicked off the ground!
I shot up into the sky at least a few hundred meters! Then I threw the corpse downward with all of my strength!
Boom~!
Breaking the speed of sound, the human body didn't really do too well. Especially once it crashed into the icy surface of the lake.
Then the pulpy remains went straight down into the water and a lot of icy debris shot up into the air. It was like a bomb went off and I'm sure bits and pieces of the dude went everywhere. But that didn't matter.
As I was falling faster, I kicked off the air fast enough that it became like a solid. I know, I stole it from One Piece, but it does work pretty well.
Especially if I extend my biological forcefield to make the surface area of my foot larger for a moment. The real physics behind it are similar to how helicopters fly.
Pop-pop-pop-pop~!
The only issue is that it sounded like a fucking machine gun from the perspective of people in normal-time.
I only had to do it a few times before I was back at the farmhouse where the mother and daughter were still in shock. I walked back inside and looked around.
There was a lot of blood and brains splattered around. I had to clean it up. I also had to repair the damn holes I burnt through the wall that pointed straight towards the roof of my barn.
Once everything was pretty much done, I ripped the clothes off the brutalized woman first.
She was kinda Asian-ish with small tits and a big black bush of straight pubes, but I quickly suppressed my horny mind to focus on the important task of destroying evidence.
I ran back to my house and tossed the clothes in the slowly crackling fireplace, then I ran back and stripped the hazel-eyed girl down as well.
She was a few years older than me. Almost a teenager. But she was pretty underdeveloped and relatively small.
I checked their bodies for blood and brains one last time, then shrugged and left the house, closing the door gently behind me.
I went back home and burned the girl's clothes in the fireplace as well. But this time I finally calmed down and sat down in front of the crackling flames, just staring at it blankly for a while…
"Can't sleep?" Then I heard my Mom's voice and looked over at the beautiful middle-aged ginger woman.
She was wearing a black nightgown, with a thick white robe over top of it.
"I only sleep every few days and usually not for long." I turned back to the fire as she sat down on the floor next to me and cuddled against my left side, "We can move over to the couch."
"I'd rather be close to the fire." She wrapped her arm around my waist and put her head on my shoulder.
"You're not gonna ask why I'm burning clothes in the fireplace in the middle of the night?" I glanced down at my left hand. She was holding it with hers, bringing it over to her bare right thigh.
"We all have secrets, Clark." She whispered in my ear as I slid my fingers down between her spread thighs. She was drenched. I haven't felt her this wet in a long time.
"You finally got off those anti-anxiety meds?" I guessed.
"I've made peace with my demons." Martha breathed heavily in my ear as I touched her clit and played with her labia a bit, "I'm sorry."
"You know I've never blamed you for this, Mom." I felt her left hand reaching inside the fly of my boxers, "Do you remember when I was a baby?"
"Of course I do… It feels like just yesterday." I reached inside her robe and nightgown with my right hand, rubbing her sensitive left nipple.
"I remember it too. I remember it perfectly." I smirked and whispered in her ear, "I remember sucking on your nipple… How hard my cock would get, but you always acted like you didn't notice."
"How could I not notice?" She stroked my cock with a reverse grip due to the angle, tugging it upwards and pushing downwards, "I used to feel so guilty about it. How wet you'd make me. You never really needed diapers, but I still made you wear them. Otherwise I don't think I would have been able to resist helping you calm down."
"I remember your giant hands on my tiny cock as you washed it off extra thoroughly every day, several times a day sometimes. I wasn't even dirty." I looked through the wall and saw that my father was still sleeping, then turned my attention back to fingering and groping my Mom.
"You loved it though." She breathed even heavier, trying not to moan as my fingers slipped inside.
"Of course I did." I chuckled softly and thought about the way she would kiss my tiny dick after drying it off with a towel. Telling me it was for good luck.
"I was like you." Then she looked into my eyes and smiled wryly, "I wasn't as smart or as mature as you were back then, but I still… I craved it. I swore I'd never become like my father, but I still did. I wonder if it's genetic?"
"Mom, we're not genetically related." I rubbed her pussy a little rougher and pinched her nipple slightly, "Tell me what happened with your Daddy."
"Daddy was… Always so loving and caring." She stroked my cock slower as her gaze drifted off, "I loved the way he used to touch me down there. I didn't know it was wrong. Eventually he started kissing my kitty but then he suddenly stopped once I started school. I thought he didn't love me anymore, but later I realized that he was just afraid of going to jail."
Should I call her lucky her father didn't dare do anymore or unlucky for having such a father in the first place?
Hmm.
"I love you, Mom." I kissed her lips and stuck my tongue inside her mouth as I fingered for a few seconds, before pushing her down onto her back and spreading her legs.
I picked up her ass and lifted her hairy cunt to my mouth.
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