Resists

With great resolve, Jack grabbed her arm and pulled her off his cock. Bending her arm away from him, she grimaced at the forcefulness of his rejection of her foreplay.

"I don't know who you are, but I'm not some corruptible guy who falls for aggressive tactics like yours," He shoved her off the bar stool stood up towering over her. "I work in the financial market and deal with these type antics on a regular basis." He began to take strong strides towards her and she walked backwards to avoid his power stance. "How dare you try to change my mental fortitude towards my own daughter, yeah I can see your not a "good" spirit, but even though I don't practice my last names meaning in the real world doesn't mean I dance with the devil." He soon had her pinned against the door.

"Correction, I am not the devil, I'm more or less a demon." She countered his statement which caused him to take a deep breath. "I remind you, it's not me who's causing this sensation to grow in you," She again grabbed his cock causing him to stiffen. "I wasn't the one who wrote that poem in that book, you were. I'm a unique demon, some may call me a mirror because what I show is what deeply lingers in someone. Atypically that deep lingering need falls consistently to be that of lust." She again resumed jacking him off in his boxers. "That lust is quite hard sometimes to fight, though you've been formidable in your resolve. Sometimes you have to take life by the balls." Her hand sunk down to his balls and she began to roll them in her hand. Jack moaned as he could feel an unusual expansion of heat on his balls. Within her grasp, his sack began to expand and it was like he could feel the mass producing of sperm within his ball sack. "There we go, let that tank of yours fill-up with a nice load. I can see what's going through that mind of yours at the thought of emptying this load. The pressure is building in there isn't?" She watched his eyes rolls in the back of his head and his breathing staggered at the pressure that built in his balls sack. Like a bull he huffed air through his nose as he felt like he was on edge and despite the extra stimulation of the demons hand on his expanded sack, he was stuck on the edge.

Again visuals of his daughter filled his head and . The sound of the bathroom door open causing him to freeze up and looking over he watched his daughter dart out in just shorts and and her arm covering her breast. Moments later she came stumbling from behind the door and had steadied her self with the arm she was covering her breast with. Jack hadn't seen his daughter in this state of disrobe and just like her mother had before having their kids, Nicole had quite the set of breast. He's seen her in bras, but they were of the compression type, but he never realized she had such large breast. His cock surged at the visual of his daughter and frozen in place he did nothing as she blushed a deep red before disappearing into the bathroom before closing the door. Jack's heart was racing and he leaned up against the wall.

After getting his heartbeat under under control and adjusting to the extra girth of his filled ball sack between his legs, he walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway. He looked at the door leading into the bathroom and the mental influence of the demon had him debating on whether to go into bathroom and his eyes drifted to the attic knowing the book was still up there and was the cause of his discomfort.