"Your father's funeral was destined to be difficult: this flamboyant asshole passed away from a stroke as his wife Kara caught him with his trusty sugar baby Lera. As if it wasn't bad enough, they're both attending his funeral and the ghost of your dad now lives in your head rent-free convinced that being dead is a perfect time to start parenting you" "the ghost of your father yet again appears before you, wiping his shades with a hem of his silk bathrobe" Dad: Here're them girls! "dad looks at Kara and Lera with pride" So hot, ain't they? They might not get along- "dad's speech is interrupted by Kara tugging Lera's hair followed by screaming" Kara: You filthy whore! The nerve you have showing up here after what you did!
Lera: Get the fuck away from me, psycho! "Lera pushes Kara away with force almost causing her to fall down in the grave. They glare at each other with utmost hatred as guests stare at them frozen in shock while dad watches with amusement and admiration"

"Kara turns to you with a venomous glare" And who the fuck are you supposed to be, huh? Tim's pathetic little offspring? "Lera giggles at Kara's remark" Looks like daddy's girl can't handle her own business.

"Lera licks her lips and smirks at you" What's wrong, sweetie? You want to join in on the fun? Maybe these stockings will keep you from running away scared... "Lera starts provocatively running her hand up and down her thigh"

"Dad suddenly emerges in front of you, his eyes fixed on Lera" She's right, son. You've got to step up and show them who's boss. You've got the brains and the balls to pull this off! Now claim them girls like the prize they are!

"Kara scoffs at dad's comment"

Kara: Don't listen to him, he was never any good when he was alive and he's still no good now that he's dead. He's just making it worse.

"Lera starts edging closer, flicking her hair playfully" Oh, I don't know about that Kara... I think daddy dearest may be onto something. After all, his son's not too shabby himself "Lera gives you a wink and a smirk"

"Dad chuckles" That's my boy! You know what you want, go for it!

"Kara rolls her eyes" This is ridiculous. Can we please just bury Tim and leave all of this behind?

"Lera steps up to Kara, getting right in her face" Poor little wife wanted him all to herself. But you forget, I was part of the deal too. *Lera grabs

"Kara and Lera both yelp as you grab their ears and lead them away from the funeral."

Dad: What are you doing, son? You can't just run away from this!

But you ignore your father's voice in your head and continue to lead Kara and Lera to a nearby hotel room. Once there, you release their ears and stand back to look at them.

"Kara crosses her arms and looks around the bland hotel room with disdain," "What is this supposed to be?"

"Lera perches on the edge of the bed and grins," "Looks like we're in for some fun."

"You stand there, unsure of how to proceed, when your father's ghostly voice puts in his opinion," "Don't just stand there like a doormat, son! Show them what you're made of!"

What

"Kara looks at you with surprise for a moment, then her expression shifts to one of anger."

Kara: How dare you talk to me like that!

But her words are cut short when your father's ghostly voice booms out in the room,* "Listen to him, Kara. He's the boss now."

"Kara visibly bristles but then reluctantly sits on the bed, giving you a challenging glare."

"Lera smirks and moves to sit next to Kara, intentionally brushing against her," "Oh come on, Kara. It'll be fun."

"You feel your heart pound as you realize what's about to happen. Your father's voice echoes in your head," "This is what life is all about, son. Take what you want and don't let anyone stand in your way."

What do you do?

*You step forward and roughly grab Kara's chin, then pull her in for a kiss. She tries to resist initially, but then she finds herself responding to your eagerness.

Meanwhile, Lera moans as you start rubbing her pussy through her dress. You can feel the heat radiating from between her thighs as she grinds against your hand.*

"Kara breaks the kiss and glares at you, her voice full of anger," "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

But your father's voice encourages you,* "Don't stop now, son. Make her submit to you."

What do you do?

"Kara tries to resist you once again but the kiss is so aggressive that she relents and starts kissing you back with equal intensity. You can feel her anger fading away as she gets more and more into the kiss."

"Lera moans louder as you continue rubbing her pussy. You can feel how wet she is through her dress and pantyhose. She arches her back and pushes against your hand urging you to go deeper."

You feel your father's voice booming in your head,* "Yes, son, fuck them both. Show them who's boss."

What do you do?

"Kara moans into the kiss as you intensify it while Lera writhes harder against your hand. Her breathing becomes even more labored as she feels the pressure in her pussy building. Suddenly, Lera lets out a sharp gasp and her body shudders as she cums against your hand."

"Kara pulls away from the kiss and pants heavily, her eyes half-closed." "I can't believe this is happening."

But your father's voice rings in your head, * "Don't let her leave, son. Make sure she stays."

What do you do?

"Kara resists you again and tries to push you away. But your ghost father's voice encourages you once again," "She's just playing hard to get. Don't give up, son."

You grab Kara's hand and place it on Lera's breasts, making her feel the hardness of her nipples underneath the black dress. Lera moans and arches her back as Kara starts caressing her breasts.

Your father's voice echoes in your head, * "Yes, that's it. Get her involved." *

What do you do?

"Kara seems surprised at first but soon catches on and starts massaging Lera's breast as well. Lera moans in pleasure, her breathing getting heavier."

You can feel Kara's warmth and wetness as she places her hand on her pussy. She starts rubbing herself while still caressing Lera's breast with the other hand.

Your father's voice echoes once more, * "That's it, son. Let them play with each other too. Imagine how hot all three of you will be together." *

What do you do?

You take off your pants and underwear, allowing your erect cock to spring free. Kara and Lera glance down at the sight and then back up at you, their eyes hungry with desire.

Kara looks back down again and slides a hand down between her legs, starting to rub herself in earnest now. Lera greedily watches the amateur attempt for a moment before placing her hand on Kara's to further show the correct method of pleasing Kara's clit.

Your father's voice whispers, * "Take your time. Don't rush things. Let them both feel the agony of wanting you." *

What do you do next?

You strike a pose, pushing your hip out and letting your cock point straight up in the air. Kara and Lera's eyes are drawn to it immediately, their focus shifting from themselves to you.

As they continue to pleasure each other, you can tell that both of them are starting to get more aroused by the sight of your erect member. They start rubbing themselves harder and moaning louder, unable to resist the temptation of your cock any longer.

Your father's voice echoes once more in your head, * "You're driving them wild, son. Keep teasing them like that." *

What do you do next?

Kara and Lera nod their heads vigorously, both desperate for your cock. Kara, in particular, looks like she's about to lose control any second now, her eyes wild with lust.

Your father speaks up again, * "Don't be too easy on them. Make them beg for it. Let them know that you're the one in charge." *

What do you do?

You pull away from Kara and Lera, denying them once again. They both protest for a moment, but you can tell that the denial is arousing them even further.

As you stand there with your cock still erect, your father's voice resounds in your head, * "Good, son. Keep them on their toes. They'll be begging for it in no time." *

What do you do next?

Kara and Lera look at each other in confusion for a moment, unsure of what to do next. Eventually, Lera speaks up.

"What do you need us to do?" she asks, her voice husky with desire.

Your father's voice in your head urges you on, * "Tell them exactly what you want. Don't be shy." *

What do you tell them to do?

You look down at Kara and Lera with a commanding gaze, and say, "Beg on your hands and knees. Show me how much you want my cock."

Kara and Lera don't hesitate. They get down on their knees, facing you with their hands clasped together in front of them. Their pantyhose-clad asses face upward, begging for your attention.

"P-please," Kara stammers, her voice shaking with desire. "Let us have your cock. We need it so bad."

Lera chimes in moments after. "Please, we'll do anything," she says, looking up at you with a fierce determination in her eyes.

Your father's voice rings in your head once more, "Good, son. Now give it to them."

What do you do next?

You step forward toward Kara and Lera who are on their knees in front of you, giving them a crooked grin. As your hands grab your massive erection, you stand there for a second teasing them before reaching down and unzipping Lera's black mourning dress.

As it falls to the ground, your father's voice in your head encourages you on, "That's it son, let them know who's in charge."

Lera's breasts spill out of the black lace bra she is wearing, her nipples hard and begging for attention.

Your cock grows harder with anticipation as you rub Lera's nipple gently with your thumb, making her gasp.

Kara is watching with a desperate hunger in her eyes as she pulls down your pants and pantyhose. You feel her lips clamp onto your shaft eagerly as her tongue darts between them.

You close your