Abby ( 1 )

"semen on Abby,"dada said,"he will be back in a month."

With a live on tone at the ferry I turned away from the dock and followed daddy back to the car. I had just seen my hubby of six months get on a ferrying to Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault where he would get his new job as a bio car-mechanic. Whatever that was.

Mike and I had known each other since early school but it had only ever been a casual thing. When mamma died go year I just seemed to fall behind it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very tight-laced in their breeding or maybe I should say my female parent was. I can't say that I felt any maternal or maternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mom died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pubs and drunkenness, not too much but sufficiency to blind my judgement to one of the students who took reward enough to postulate my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to see that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came microphone. Soft, gentle, and as straitlaced as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt safe with him. Anyway we got married six calendar month ago. pop bought us a house as a marriage ceremony nowadays and then Mike was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the house for a few weeks and it had taken that long to get it dress and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked pappa to stay for a few days. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small daddy made me experience when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so magisterial, so controlling but at least he would be company for a short while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

"Oh ! Sorry daddy."I said, startled,"I was daydreaming."

"I thought we might hold back in town for a snack to eat before heading home as it's nearly ten o'clock."

Still only half listening I agreed. He pulled into a pub just outside of townsfolk and once inside ordered me a vodka and coke. The bartender said we would be called once a table was free in the dinning room so we sat down a look to be called.

"I think that guy over there fancies you."Daddy said suddenly.

I was shocked but impulse turned my gaze in the focal point daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a Lester Willis Young guy in his mid 1920s. By his jeans and leather cap he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went bright red and turned away sharply.

"Don't be silly daddy."I said embarrassed,"Anyway I am a married woman and not interested."

"More saphead you then"Daddy said sharply.

"Daddy…."

"Table for two sir."The waiter said, interrupting me."This way please."

The subject of the young man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what daddy had said and, if I'm honest, I did have the occasional look to see if he was still looking in my focussing. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. Daddy and I talked casually about nothing in particular as we ate our food for thought and then continued on our way home.

It was half retiring football team when we got back. We had left a light on so we could see our way in. Rosco our German shepherd jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a while I said,"I am going for a flying rain shower daddy then I will draw some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."Daddy said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightie, which buttoned all the way up to my neck opening and came well below my stifle, then donned my dressing gown. As I put the kettle on daddy went up for his shower. Coming back down ten minutes later in his pyjamas, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

"Are you ok ?"daddy asked,"You're very quiet."

I raised my oculus to search at him,"You will express joy at me."

"Don't be silly."pop smiled,"What's the affair ?"

"I don't like the thought of being on my own."I said shyly.

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my headway, too stymie to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a piece ?"dada said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to abound out laughing.

"Would you beware ? Just till I fall asleep."

"Come on silly. Up you go."Daddy said taking my cup off me.

I got into bed and a moment later daddy came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my back to him taking comfort in the sound of his respiration. As I started to slacken my creative thinker drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if papa was right. Not that it mattered of course because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to kip my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder joint ? His hand wandering over my tit sending tingles all over my body. His hot buss continued down, low and lower boulder clay he was gently kissing between my leg. My vagina hungry for more I spread my leg for him as his tongue flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the delight that ran through my body was like an electric shock every metre his lingua brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shocks got stronger I started to curve my pelvis towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot stead. All the while his hands were playing with my nipples, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my hand on his head and ran my finger through his hair.

The impression in my stomach was like zip I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my navel, my teat and then my mouth I responded. I could feel his erection knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a sharp breath as it all felt so real. As he slid his full length inside me I let out that breathing time and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The spirit in my abdomen was growing, getting substantial and secure until I knew it was just going to burst right through my dead body. That awe-inspiring sentience rose from the pit of my abdomen and as it reached my pharynx my eyes flew open.

In amount confusion I stared straight at papa who continued to thrust into me, smiling as he did so. The orgasm didn't turn back one slight bit and as it exploded from my organic structure I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for bang-up penetration. My back arched in that farsighted desperate cry of shocking pleasure. As pop thrust faster and harder so did I. pa let out a pharyngeal consonant hissing sound as he raised himself up and his optic looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his daddy cum spout into his little lady friend. I knew it was untimely but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my climax from doubling in strength at the intuitive feeling of that liquid shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My sexual climax drifted away and completely exhausted I must get drifted of to log Z's. Thinking of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden picnic."cum on sleepy head it's ten o'clock."Daddy said.

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked promote that estimate right out of my fountainhead. I grabbed for the bed clothing to cover my body.

"Bit late for that."pop said, as he put a tray with tea and toast onto my lap.

I was totally lost for news. Not only was my sire admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt sick. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thought. Still trying to cover myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my tum churn. papa sat down in the armchair that we kept future to the immense sliding door that led to a balcony where you could front out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."papa said,"That's a hard one really. You were very unsatisfied as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightie rose higher and high I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your manpower went between your branch. That was it really I just replaced your work force with mine and waited for you to waken up. cypher was more surprised than me when you did open your centre and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and think me I don't think you would give birth let me discontinue even if I wanted to."

I thought about that for a second and if I was being honest with myself he was probably flop.

Daddy stood up,"Get dressed. I think we need to talk."He said walking to the door,"You should have sex though that I have no rue. None whatsoever. And given the opportunity will do it again."And he was gone.

I would care to say I was shocked. But I wasn't. As I showered and dressed I couldn't assist but think of that overpowering orgasm. That feeling of tote up delight. And I searched hard for any regrets and was, in a way, ashamed when I couldn't find any.

I found pop in the kitchen, a cup of steaming coffee bean in his hand. He poured me a cup and I sat silently opposite him at the breakfast bar.

"I knew when I woke this forenoon that I would have no ruefulness. I thoroughly enjoyed you last night and, unless you say no, or say me to stop, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your wearing apparel ?"

"Pardon ?"I said confused at the variety in subject.

"Your clothes. You dress like your mother."he said,"semen on we're going clothes shopping."He said grabbing the car keys and heading for the door.

I had learnt at a very early age when daddy said do something you did it without interrogative. I grabbed my things and followed him out the threshold. We travelled for almost an hour in silence and for the adjacent two hours daddy took me from fund to hive away purchasing wearing apparel I would never dream of buying. Ignoring any dissent from me. The last shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a young young lady who took my hired hand and led me into a cell in the back of the shop class.

"take me home."I said when I reappeared sometime later. Daddy smiled and we made our way home.

"I take it your angry."He said after we had been travelling for a while.

"Angry !"I said,"I have never been so embarrassed in all my life-time. How could you ?"

"You had so much hair down there it got into my teeth live on Nox. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could bear warned me. Do you have any idea how I felt when she told me to denudate off. I've never heard of a all-fired Brazilian."

"Now we are getting somewhere. A ‘ bloody'indeed. Wow we will have you fucking in no time at all."

I was calm by the clip we got home. I put the shopping base on the settee and put the deep brown on. pop sat down in the armchair."semen here."He said

Without thinking I did as he asked and stood in front man of him."Take your wearing apparel off."

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by the hair. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every woman's job to be uncommitted to her man. It is every girl's job to make her Father happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without question. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. Take your apparel off."

With shaking bridge player I stripped. Naked I tried to enshroud my body."Keep your sleeve at your English and carry your capitulum up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my backbone over my buttocks to my hips. Then over my tum and up to my breasts. Every inch of my soundbox was electrified, shocks travelling down to that spot between my branch. I shut my heart and did everything I could to agitate the flavour of rousing. By the time his hand reached that Triangulum I was shaking, and to my total plethora I was very wet.

He moved troll to the front and sat down. Running his hand over the smooth skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the gormandise brim I let out a moan of joy."Like it or not,"he said,"Your torso is made for pleasure, both to generate and receive. You have a nice tight seat and your bosom are bombastic and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the pattern. While I am here you will never wear panty or a bra, and will only wear the clothes we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old clothes again when Mike is at menage. Is that understood ?"All the prison term he had been running his finger over my swollen pussy, now he slid a finger in.

The belief of that incursion almost made my wooden leg cave in way. I opened my stage slightly."Yes daddy."

"good. I suggest you keep your new dress in the small way and use it as a walkway in wardrobe."He said as he slid another digit inside me. His thumb was working on my button as he thrust his digit inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though last night had broken the dam and wiz ran through my organic structure like flowing water. He knew how close I was. I couldn't blot out it as moans escaped my lips and my consistence swayed. Then, just as I was on the very edge, he stopped. I almost cried.

"Now it's your turn."he said.

Shocked out of my fury I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the first moment his hard-on was visible I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was by no way an expert on the size of it of a human rooster. But this was definitely a lot bigger than Mike's. He sat back down."kneeling here."He said pointing at the storey between his ramification. My center still transfixed on his erection I did as instructed. He had very footling hairsbreadth around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to admit that I felt quite majestic that I had made my daddy smile with pleasance. What came adjacent was not so easy. He pulled my chief forward.

"open air your mouth."He said gently

I did pause, but I knew if I held back that papa would be furious so slowly I took that rooster into my mouth. Again papa instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my mouth till I almost choked."Breath around it. Breath through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further till he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was sure I was going to suffocate but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my head down ever further. He did this several times until finally his erection was bass in my throat and my horn in rubbed against his paunch. Once I was all the way in he pulled my fountainhead up and down on his hard-on. As I got into a rhythm he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"Good girl."

It did get loose but my throat would be sore for age after. I sensed a alteration after a while. The taste sensation of his juice was different and he started to thrust up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my top dog up and looked into my eye. His cock was just inside my mouth as he shot his seed into it. My eyes showed blow. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my throat. The appreciation of semen was unknown. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have practically choice but to immerse near of it but some ran out of my mouth and onto my mentum. I felt his body completely relax. I lay my school principal on his leg, his pecker still in my mouth till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the head."well done my girl. fountainhead done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few minute daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my legs over one arm while my head rested on the early. He pulled my ramification up and with a pixilated grinning buried his boldness between my peg. The bombardment of his tongue on my button brought me straight back to the border of orgasm. My hands went to his brain and urged him on to smashing cause. My orgasm flew up from between my wooden leg and out of my mouth in a foresighted wailing cry of ecstasy. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasance for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

Daddy pulled my legs up and made me admit them up with my manus. I was almost flex double. I could see his tool, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing kettle of fish. He looked at me as it brushed my pussy lips. I knew, now was the time to opt. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a minute. I looked him in the aspect, my breathing erratic from the continued climax,"Fuck me daddy. cause me yours."I whispered.

A strange look of triumph crossed his look as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot twat. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My sexual climax flew back to life and I was once again lost in it. I felt something brush my rectum. The succus from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that darkest hole it went in easily. I was, never the lupus erythematosus, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal input. Then another finger's breadth joined and wormed its way around in circles. The whole flux belief drove me almost to insanity. Right till the moment daddy pulled his cock out of my pussy and brushed it at the trap of my fanny. My eyes flew open. So wide it hurt. Daddy waited for a bit and when I didn't say anything his throbbing cock slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The bother was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my pussy was still going through. Slowly dad pushed more and more of that laborious phallus into my asshole until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little fille bum mess while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to shiver in musical rhythm to his incursion and tactual sensation arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the out of the question happened. I orgasmed from my turncock filled rectum. Mixed with my still throbbing orgasmic pussy I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as pappa filled my bum hole with his s lode I blacked out.

I awoke some time later lying on the settle covered with a blanket. I sat up and looked around. I couldn't see daddy anywhere. Wrapping the mantle around me I staggered to the kitchen and poured umber from the constantly hot pot. I tried sitting at the breakfast bar but the stool was too hard against my saw rectum so I stood at the patio door and sipped at my steaming cup, thinking about what had occurred.

I can't say I felt happy, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a intimately word. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if nil else. I now knew for certain that my orgasm last night was without dubiety my first and that mike would never be able to satisfy me sexually in the way dada had. For a start his cock was a lot smaller than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head teacher that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was wrong. I also knew that I would not be able to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The sound made me jump."How retentive was I asleep ?"

"Only a couple of hours. Go and have a bath it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the doorway. No locked doors when I am here ever."

"Yes daddy."I said quietly, not even thinking to protest.

"Put something on from your new stuff and I will treat you to dinner for being a good little girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a spell and then got dried and dressed in a sparse whiten low cut top and a very short lightlessness flared chick with receptive toed heels. As I looked in the fully length mirror I had a mixture of unknown feelings. The charwoman reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my human face and even my legs but everything in between was someone else. mortal who looked gorgeous but was soul I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that thought but was also excited inside because I knew it would make daddy happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's a great deal better."daddy said, smiling."Lift the bird up."

I did as he asked showing him that I was naked underneath. It was plain to anybody that cared to look that I didn't wear a bra."Good."he said."Perfect. Now let's go and video display you to the world."

That brought about more commix tone. Pride that I had pleased him and veneration and a petty ignominy that I was on display for all to see.

Over the next few days that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. papa used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamen. He taught me how to take the air and pull in the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me take the air around on my own in town or along the saunter so he could find out me from a distance. I have to admit I was turning mind and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more get along than I could ever dream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my branch spread widely afford fingering myself to an orgasm while he wanked himself off. Shooting his seminal fluid into my face or over my tits. My language had deteriorated to daddy's layer as well. But as I waved goodbye to him, his seed dribbling down my ramification, any self-assurance I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The house was vacuous, quiet. All that intimate tension had gone. I felt some relief but almost of all I just felt alone.

The juices running down my leg brought me back to life. I went for a exhibitioner and put on a push down dress. This was the one exception pa had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three button up. I chose the three release and he made me cut the eternal sleep off. Now the dresses were low enough to show off my tit and split enough up the movement to almost prove off everything else, but for working around the theatre they were punter than my new clothes and a fair via media daddy had said.

The rest of the day I just wandered around the house aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that daddy had gone, I decided to let Rosco sleep upstairs with me. I decided that he had been neglected since pop came so would take him for a walkway in the morning.

When I woke in the cockcrow I decided to wash away as lots of the last few Day as possible by washing the bedding. While the washing machine did its work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather condition was nice took the bedding out the side door to hang it on the line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his side door puffing on a cigaret as common. With his ripe hired hand in his pocket. I had seen him various times before but only now did I take in what his right wing hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his helping hand running along his erection and the longer I stood the enceinte that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to make a conjunctive effort to fix my legs move. I walked to the wearing apparel business line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the movie of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my severely not to look at his script and failing miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to seem at him. I closed the room access and put my backbone to it as I steadied my respiration. Thankfully the Methedrine was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a mightily effect I don't know but I could sense my pussy getting wet. He was in all means a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me thrill all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing pussy. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my oculus, and allowed my finger's breadth to run down my eubstance, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing trigon between my legs. I pictured pop playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my omphalos, and on down to my clit. I spread my legs wider to founder him better access. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue did its work. Delving deeper into my twat than ever before. I could feel my coming rising rapidly, and then world hit me.

My eyes flew open to get hold Rosco with his lingua avidly licking at the juices flowing from my throbbing muddle. I have to acknowledge I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising indigence. But no. Not like this. This was just too depraved. I spun unit of ammunition and dropped to my knees putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next here and now I felt a thumping on my back as Rosco's presence manus pushed me forward. His back pegleg now between my legs I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a prodding at my pussy and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too potent. He snarled his disapproval at my gesture and the next affair I knew his erect cock was inside my throbbing hole."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to stand up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to appease still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clit. His prick just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journeying deeper into my trunk. My orgasm again started to rise. I thanked god when I felt him come, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his world-class interjection was only pre seminal fluid, but there was so lots of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something bigger than his erection pushing at my kick hole. I could finger the huge size of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got bragging and bigger. That knot was now crushing my button driving me finally over the edge into a huge orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my senses went further and further away until I was completely lost in a sequence of speedy fire orgasmic spasms.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his swollen balls like H2O from a tap I could feel it hitting my interior bang bang eruption till finally he slowed down and came to a stopover, his follow running freely from my pussy and down my leg. His cock was still inside me and each clock time he tried to pull out of my sopping kettle of fish he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his turning point. I fell to the flooring, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for historic period curled up in a ball on the settle. My last thought before I fell into a unsatisfied sleep was"Oh papa. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a start and it took me a instant or so to realise the phone was ringing."Hello."I said, still half asleep.

"How's my small fille ?"

"Hi daddy."I said."I'm fine."

"What are you wearing ? And don't lie to me."

I couldn't have lied to him even if I had wanted to. Thankfully I didn't need to."Just a dress."I was still half asleep and the feeling of liquid running down my legs was penetrative as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"goodness girlfriend. Now when is mike due home ?"

"Err about three weeks time."I said a footling confused."Why ?"

"wellspring let me know the date and I will come down a day or so before."

"Ok daddy I will let you know."

"Ok well I will call you before then so take care baby girl."

Once again I felt the mess sticking to my legs and apparel so decided to take a bath, and maybe try and sort my head out.

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat energy on my strain muscular tissue and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few Clarence Day I just got more confused.

I should have said no to my father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been worried, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may take place and that is why she was so stern. That then of course of action brought my mind to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to lick and make out a human being. But thinking of how that long knife had made me feel was a turn on in itself. I was getting wet at the idea of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a unlike matter completely. Or was it. While my head said it was foul and improper. I couldn't deny the muscular coming he had given me. And I also had to admit that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not often different to my Father-God using me as his harlot. Just more and more confusing.

I spent the rest of day just pottering around. Everything just going through my mind all the metre didn't help at all. As I went to bed Rosco tried to follow. I told him to rest but then I hesitated. A picture guessing through my mind of Rosco licking my snatch while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't till I got to my bedchamber that I realised that the bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some clean bedding so just lay on the bed and fell into a restless troublesome sleep.

I woke up with a beginning. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a whorl of skag."Shit."I said"My laundry is still out."

I dived out of bed and grabbed my white dress from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the buttons. As I ran outside several things became obvious.

1 ) It was already raining, only lightly but raining non the less

2 ) I was not wearing my flannel dress. I was in fact in a absolved chiffon top. As long as a shirt but not long enough to hide out anything. It only had one clitoris at the navel.

3 ) As the top got wet it stuck to my trunk and became totally limpid. Mr Robertson could see everything.

4 ) On realising what I was wearing I froze on the spot. Mr Robertson was slowly pulling what was an obvious erection over the top of his shorts. My regard was riveted to it.

Even though my head screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and wild at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another go of thunder woke me out of my stupor and the heavens opened up. A deluge of rain fell down on me. I took a footmark towards the lavation and then back again, knowing it was too late. I glared at Mr Oscar Robertson, standing in his threshold nice and dry with his erection in his hand.

anger has always been a problem for me. It makes me stubborn. I make rash decisions. This time was no better. It was his fault my lavation was soaked. It was his fracture I was soaked. I stood in strawman of him, no more than four invertebrate foot away as he stroked that fat peter of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my wooden leg slightly and put my mitt on my hips, which of course caused the hem of the top to give and put my puss on wide-cut presentation. I undid the push button and opened up the top wide.

"Is this what you want ? You dirty bastard."

He smiled. Not the least bit derange. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry room."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The tumble dryer was directly opposite the threshold which was still heart-to-heart. I spread my legs encompassing and bent over to afford the dryer doorway. My kitty-cat was getting wet at the sentiment of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no difficulty ramming two fingers up my kettle of fish. The precipitousness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should birth been a scream surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his finger into me rapidly, his brass knucks brushing against my button. He added another finger and with three fingers fucking me my body was reacting rapidly. His unfreeze hired man came under me and grabbed my tit, moving to my nipple which he squeezed tightly. Again I moaned and when he pinched that nipple as hard as he could I knew I was lost."Oh God."I moaned.

I was trembling. I wanted to scream"Get off me. You repulsive little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat dick brushing my wet throbbing kettle of fish. He waited. I said zippo, in fact I wanted to push back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that hard fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in nuisance but in natural state wink sexual climax. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, poisonous and hard.

His workforce came round now and he grabbed both my nipple and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric shock joined with all those other feelings pouring out of my screaming pussy. My leg turned to jelly, ineffective to support myself. Every clip he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My twat was spread as all-embracing as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag dolly unable to control my body in any way.

He made no sound. Not even when he finally shot his spunk into me. Spurt after spurt of it till it ran down my leg. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless coming I slid down the tumble drier to the floor, facing him. That fat dick still throbbing in front of my face. He brushed it against my lips and I willingly opened my mouthpiece to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my side. Banging my head back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep back my school principal still and just let him face fuck me. He rammed that giant in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his turncock deep in my pharynx it was impossible to swallow it all and I choked. The semen had no other way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my pussy mouthpiece and nose, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to stand up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the lounge where I once again collapsed on the story. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his rooster was in me. As rampant as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was genus Bos in this sign. Getting his own back on me for go night. Igniting my orgasm once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so rickety. I just lay my header on the floor and let him throw his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so right orgasm. This time there was no problem getting his knot in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every ounce of my dog's seeded player into my bitch snatch hole. The last thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

More Abby soon