Friday evening, the first week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten abode around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a plash of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an consequential week, Joanie my eighteen yr old girl had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but moment in her grade and I was so cursed proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pridefulness in her attainment. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died xviii years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My babe girl was nursing at her mother's titty, there in the infirmary bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal brain aneurism and I was left a widower and the sole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did consume assistant. My mother came to stay with me for three priceless calendar month. She took kick of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to fix formula, bathe and change babe and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of sleep. Mom would have liked to stay longer but my father's wellness had taken a turn for the uncollectible and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her duties and economic value to me. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my life-time. beginning she helped with child care then her duties evolved. My business is brokerage, I buy, sell and find point for others and Mo role as my spot handler now. She's just a match of class older than I, a footling on the slender side ( scan skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are unflattering and eschews make-up ; in early words she makes no campaign to work herself appealing but, none the less, after that first night and after she'd been with me for several twelvemonth and after a few cocktails I had the distinguishable pleasure to remind myself that she was a wolf between the canvass and blessed with the sozzled pussy I'd ever had the joy to meet. Still, we mutually concluded that a business human relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the calendar week and always on the weekends for our special Sat nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life-time went to hell in a hand hoop but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the vacancy. She liked to tease me and dally unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me experience her rapidly developing breast against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute prat a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied nates as she'd bolt into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a little vacation bungalow in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this slope of Scotland. Two workweek, two absolutely wonderful weeks in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are Natalie Wood for tramp, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for easy geographic expedition of the channels and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that ticket Maker's grade when the jangle of my phone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with protagonist planning to go to a bonfire for a"start of Summer"party, roast some wiener, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couplet of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my adept friend since grade school, I'd been his substantially man and he'd been mine. He and his married woman Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his phone call was still a surprise ; I knew his workplace schedule and he was on duty.

"Hey sidekick, what's up ?"I asked.

"Nothing commodity, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to make out option her up. I'll sports meeting you at the Denny's on Somerville route in 30 minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's lecture there, not on the sound, OK ?"

After we'd rung off my creative thinker went into a twist. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made self-destructive decision ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summertime between middle school and gamy schoolhouse I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking fag back behind the pocket billiards house. Then last year, at the beginning of her junior year there was the instalment involving experimentation with marihuana and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her minuscule butt over each of the above but now she was eighteen, emancipated, an grownup under the law. I got my Francis Scott Key and headed for Denny's.

Harry was parked at the spinal column of the lot, I pulled up beside him and got out. He joined me.

"Rob, let's put her in your back butt then get a cup of coffee."

Joanie was in the back rump of Harry's cruiser, disheveled and passed out. We managed to get her to my car where she mumbled something then collapsed over the hindquarters. I locked the car and followed Harry to the restaurant.

We took a kiosk in the back where I could see my car, after we got java and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending policeman was directed toward the two guy wire. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the number one wood is a acknowledge dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a tail Christ Within out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his briny squeeze Jamitious Curry were up figurehead but Joanie was in the rachis with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting officer there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand Charles Frederick Worth of quip in Curry's handbag. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did look for Joanie's purse, she had two rocks wrapped in tin transparency. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their son of a bitch in the girls'purses but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gill, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for self-possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the shtup away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good little girl but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

"Oh yeah, I understand, thanks Harry, I'll peck with it."

Harry knew how I dealt with these form of problem, he asked,

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this sentence ; depart tomorrow morning, maybe have a fiddling detox school term and let her expend well-nigh of her detoxification on her potbelly ‘ cause she won't be capable to sit."

"My Guy, that might work. And tell her Uncle Harry will put her in handcuffs and leg irons if she does it again,"with a grin.

The drive dwelling house was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the casual snarful and groan from the sot in the backseat it was in quiet. At base I helped her stagger to her sleeping accommodation, undressed her down to pantie and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a buss. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the habiliment I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller traction with items I would or might demand. From eighteen years experience there were certain things that Joanie might need. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Phenaphen, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a little girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a kip aid and help with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of track my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash Brown University, whole wheat pledge, orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like destruction warmed over.

"I'm sorry, pappa,"she croaked.

Pouring her a cup of burnt umber, I said,"Eat."

She chased a Sebastodes miniatus of bacon around her collection plate and took several taste of the ball before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"Daddy, I'm so sorr…"

I cut her off.

"Eat what you can then go pack, we're going up to the cabin as soon as you're ready and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and pantie, you'll need them."

Big as saucers, her eyes,"What Daddy ?"

"Just eat and get packed, I'm set up to go."

The drive to the cabin was quiet. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. music was playing on the tuner, Classic Country, but low, not intrusive. We stopped in town, got supplies for a week then drove on, it was darkening by the fourth dimension we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the eve was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedchamber and privy on the ground base and a quiescency loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a Bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potato with onions and peppers then sautéed two perch filets while spinach simmered.

Joanie was clad in a robe that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a coke, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a Maker's scar but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry calendar month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every girl it these stories is the most beautiful girl in the world ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful female child in the world ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no question scales in at a round 130. She has rather full titty, a poofie tummy and a bum made up of Gemini fleshy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those dope dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the attic. As a joke I'd bought her pajamas for her 17th birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a drop-off seat ; they were key red. I admired her rather tolerant prat as she descended, I could see a panty logical argument. She'd put as very much cloth as potential over her very vulnerable backside ; smart daughter, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather tranquillise social function. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combining of apologia and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those masses"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, fustian, blah, blah."

I let her talk of the town, through dinner, while I cleaned up afterwards, over coffee. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine-colored, no cocktails ?"

"Not this fourth dimension Princess, no ; not this time."

It struck house, she knew what she was there for, she sensed what was coming,

"dada, you can't, I'm eighteen, an adult, you know. I could go to the police, couldn't I ?"

"Why not go to your Uncle Harry, he's the one that saved your cute buns, do you recollect that would assist you ?"

She hung her head as I stood up and took her hand, saying,"I need to know."

I took her to the toilet and retrieved the drug testing kit I'd purchased. She looked questioningly at me as I unfastened the seat of her jimmies.

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the piddling composition container.

"papa, please, this is so awkward, don't ticker me."

"Just pee,"I want to live if you're using drugs.

"Oh pop, yes, I smoked some cannabis, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

It wasn't as though she was exposing much of herself to me, her PJ's covered near of her. She filled the cup and handed it to me.

The trial showed the presence of the cannabis but, thank God, nothing else registered.

As she wiped and flushed I walked into my bedroom ; she followed.

I'd already positioned a chair in the middle of the room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for much besides its intended purpose.

Joanie saw the hairbrush, grandmother's hairbrush, resting on the slope table.

"Please Daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

twenty, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pyjama, those jammies that were printed"Little Princess"on the drib fuss. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the fluttering. Panties were evident

Ten, ten, ten on each brass, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to escape, I held her tighter, my left wing arm gripping her soft middle ; I stopped.

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her young body until she'd calmed.

"stall up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pj's were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her bosom were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the I piece of music. first base her swollen breasts then her puffy breadbasket, then down.

"footstep out,"I commanded'she still had her panties.

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her restrain her panty on because I thought it was more humble to her to have me direct them off, part of her penalisation. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to purloin her coxa. They lay on the floor at her understructure as I began.

I started at the junction between her fundament and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her tail then back down.

crevice, crack, go, the resounding music of flesh meeting pulp. After about 30 whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, frightful sound of the oak backed brushwood falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so sorry, I'll never do anything like that again."

I rolled her over and held her on my lap then took a tissue and let her botch up her olfactory organ.

"Why don't you lay down on the bed and rest."

I knew she'd be a mussiness for a while. It tied her in knots when she did something that upturned me so much that I punished her.

I turned down the sheet as she slithered, tummy down, on the mattress.

"daddy, can I kip here this night, I don't want to have to wax up to the loft ?"

I thought for a bit then said,"Ok Princess ; do you desire something to help you relax ?"

"Un hunh, please,"she answered, we both knew what that would be.

I got one of the sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handcraft. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple nuance of red, violet, over-embellished with just a touch of blueing, red cent, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether buttock. She was pink, a tight halo, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index finger. Her sphincter muscle contracted, gripping the digit.

"That's the way, keep it in,"I said.

Slowly I withdrew from her.

"Thank you Daddy, now can you throw me."

I was dressed in my sleepwear, loose-fitting gym boxershorts and a tee shirt. I crawled under the canvas with her.

She immediately snuggled up against me and buried her face on my chest.

After a few minutes and in a shaky voice she asked,"Daddy can you aid me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a baby ?"

How can she remember, I thought. The last clock time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over long dozen years ago.

"I'm sorry Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my finger's breadth along her Venus cleft, her cunt back then it was nothing more than a pink vale, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

"Please dad,"she begged as she took my hand and pulled it toward her ; the back of my paw brushed the silken hair covering her mons veneris.

"Please,"she said as she opened her legs and guided my hand to her.

I let her, I didn't effort to stop her nor did I draw out away. My middle finger found her groove. I'd used my index finger when she was Edward Young but my middle finger's breadth was longer, better able to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very unlike than when she was a fry with just a small-scale immature slit. Her outer labia were swollen, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was outstanding and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the trunk of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministrations then snuggled against me. indulgent assuage stertor, the sedative had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no residual for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't injury anyone, blah, claptrap, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the man was legal injury, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical intellect before the accessibility of birth control ; but no longer.

The doll and the bees talk, mother to daughter, father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more mother wit, mother to son, a fair sex who could explicate and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a good and considerate buff ? And a father to his girl, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teenager across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

sin, makes sense to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my deal back, her skullduggery on my finger's breadth. I brought it to my lips ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the odour of coffee percolating and Baron Verulam frying. Joanie stuck her read/write head into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, naught else.

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of java and a plate on bacon, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last night dada, I slept like a baby."

Changing the subject I said,"Still a minuscule sore, are we ?"

She stood,"Want to see ?"She asked.

She lifted her robe and leaned forward displaying her bottom and a bit more.

"Touch me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My minuscule Princesses fanny was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the other colour of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely maltreated bottom.

"Yep, you're still warm,"I commented.

"dada, are you going to larrup me again tonight ?"She asked as she again took her seat.

"Do you think you merit another ?"I asked.

An absolute non sequitur, she whispered,"Do you cerebrate I've got a cute nates ? I think it's too big."

What could I say, Marcie, my at rest wife was a precious Irish Gaelic lass, short, a little pudgy and subdued with hemangioma simplex blonde hairsbreadth, full breasts and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump buns. My judgment wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. E. B. White as clotted emollient, how I'd loved to leave a pink hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this leash in go,"Princess, you have the perfect prat, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

"Are you pa, are you going to spank me ?"

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you suppose you merit another ?"

"Probably, I probably do but you really don't need to, I swear I'll never do anything like that again. I was so scare in that car I'm glad the police stopped us, I was never so sword lily to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those masses sound like gang bangers or drug principal from what Harry told me."

"At the party, they were at the company. We ran out of beer, one of the hombre was twenty-one, he could buy more and I had a little money, I was going to give him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

"You got in over your foreland, didn't you ?"

"Way, way over my head. Almost as soon as we left the company they fired up a couple of juncture then the guy in the back hind end with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na receive himself some fresh Lester Willis Young White cunt. When I tried to labour him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my boob. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the daughter he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me determine, ain't ya, I wanta see your big lightlessness dicks tear up that beef's white ass.'He was trying to get out my pants off when we got draw out over."

"You were favourable the cops showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that locating, what were you thinking ?"

"Daddy, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch. Daddy, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed worse, more degrading that another little girl was going to get her kicks watching it happen, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a Virgin forever or anything like that but I want to choose when and with whom I am, to use an old condition, deflowered."

I knew she was a Virgo, my probing finger the nighttime before had explored her vagina. She was squiffy and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it Charles Herbert Best if we change the subject.

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a walk around the lake, we can talk then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a shower. She was still only wearing her robe, her pajama and panties were in her manus as she climbed the ladder to the loft.

one-half way up she turned her question, our centre met and she gave me a little grinning,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

I couldn't deny it, from where I was standing all of her womanly wiles were on display,"Go on, get dressed,"is all I said.

I showered and dressed in loose check shorts, tee shirt and a pair of fink ; I was waiting at the merchantman of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a horrid experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and arrest her concern had been transferred to another part of her anatomy. He'd saved her virginal cunt but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. excellent assessment of her dilemma, as live on nighttime had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so damned stupid ; pappa, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, offspring people make stupid error but that's a big constituent of scholarship, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woodwind. We spotted a flight of ducks coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a footling late for their northwards migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a patch of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her header on my lap.

The serenity of the sunup, the kiss of the placate sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's head. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid member out the leg of my shorts then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a carnal dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should deliver stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her whisker. She looked up with her pretty green eyes and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

"Oh God, I'm gon na cum baby, I'm gon na cum,"I moaned.

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her mouth she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My small Princess might be a Virgo the Virgin but it was plain that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her penalty because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her manifest past involution with fellatio made me wonder just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a diffuse swat on her derriere, saying,"seminal fluid on, let's get back to the cabin. It's time for your drug test."

"Oh daddy, are you going to bring in me pee in a cup again ?"

"Princess, we'll be testing every day while we're here."

backrest inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get prepare while I got her cup and mental test strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and panties around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her clothing I tested her piss. Still registering cannabis but not as high as the day before. I led her to the sleeping room and sat on my spanking chair.

She started to plead,"dada, please don't spank me again."

I was holding her by the pelvic arch, I unzipped her shorts and let them precipitate to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na larrup every day that you continue to present overconfident for marijuana. Not like yesterday but still you'll tone it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

I gave her ten moderately hard whang on her panties then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and sides asking if she'd like to lie down for a minuscule while..

"will you hold me pop ?"She asked.

"Of course of instruction Princess."

I helped her to stomach, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and T-shirt but was naked from the waist down, which I tried my skillful to ignore.

Joanie was snuggled tightly against me, she started to babble but I couldn't understand her, she was mumbling something about Morgana I asked and she repeated herself.

"pa how come you broke up with Morgana and don't date anymore ?"

I had to think how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other things were more important to me."

She smiled,"Like me, I was really catty to Morgana back then, wasn't I ?"

"Well, you did have your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was jealous, I wanted to be your female child ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

"Joanie, you'll always be my girl, you're my picayune Princess."

"Daddy, I know you and Morgana had sex a lot, don't you miss that ?"

"Nosey small thing, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

"How do you know anything about your old Dad's sex life-time, anyhow ?"

"My bedroom's following to yours, I could find out through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most Night and moan and groans on Saturday, the night he parted her tight small rump. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

"Well, there are some things shouldn't do ; things like listening at her Daddy's wall. What did you think about what you were hearing ?"

Even with their rather intimate position watched her redden in plethora, then she whispered,"pa, I knew what you two were doing. The net, you know."

"And ?"

"Oh pappa, this is so embarrassing, please don't make me say."

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed following to him, he gave her a little hug.

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your arms. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my digit while I listened. I wanted it to be me, I wanted you in me. But now I'm happy it didn't happen. I felt you today and you're so big, I know you would stimulate hurt me."

Rob thought, he wasn't all that vast, not erotica genius size. He was a petty over 7 ½ inches and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the nonpareil time to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been long time since he'd had sex, he held her finisher. She sensed the change in him, she could feel his erecting climbing against her.

Joanie caught her breathing time,"Daddy, will it hurt ?"She asked.

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you want to rule out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her jersey and shed her bra,"Touch me pop, delight partake me."

Her breasts were milky clean capped with small pink nipples.

He caressed them as he drew her finisher and kissed her, there was no going back now.

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her showtime orgasm not brought by her own hand. His hand cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her flabby tummy.

As his probing tongue parted her lips and he laved her vulva, Joanie made her own sounds.

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his knife flicked at her button she nearly exploded. Pounding her pelvic girdle up to meet him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juice flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her legs back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his finger's breadth he opened her then guided his cock to her pure portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting underground from her hymen he told her,"This may hurt baby."

He thrust forward. He felt her tender maidenhead binge, he was in and sliding deeper.

Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a snag in one eye as she gasped for breath.

He leaned forward, kissed her and said,"The worst is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

Rob was gladiola he'd given Joanie a couple of orgasm with his spit, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to relax and take the invasion of her young body. Her legs wrapped around his articulatio coxae as she thrust back to meet his chance event. Sounds emanated from mystifying in her throat as she cooed.

"Fuck me Daddy, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me honorable, get laid me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and fast Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her operose against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of repressed seed into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian tubes, searching for a fertile egg.

"pop, you came in me. Am I going to get pregnant ?"Joanie asked as they lay together resting.

"We'll go into townspeople to the pharmacy and get some of the Plan B pills this afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"trade good. I do want to give your baby but not yet. I want us to have some fun first, don't you ?"

"You bet Princess,"he answered as he pulled her atop him.

"Squat over me,"he instructed as he guided his member to her vagina.

"Sit on me and exact me in."

Slowly Joanie eased down. She was still sore from the loss of her virginity. She took him completely then rested.

"You're beautiful Princess,"he said as he admired her.

Her full phase of the moon tit, her poofie small breadbasket, her reddish gold silky hide and, nigh of all her alluring fount smiling at him.

"I'm sword lily you came in me Daddy, it makes me feel like a woman. Am I your fair sex now ?"

"Do you require to be ?"

"More than anything pop, now and forever."

She loved that top view, felt she was controlling the natural action. She bounced, hooted and squealed in joy until she'd bathe my balls with the fragrant flood of her climax.

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had luncheon, picked up a few More groceries and stopped at the CVS pharmaceutics. I bought respective architectural plan B anovulatory drug and some scented lubricant. The pills for contiguous use, of course but the lube was for later, if my trivial Princess was going to be my woman more was in computer storage as far as her intimate Department of Education was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal retentive sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the drive back we discussed birth control methods. The plan B pills were a hitch gap measurement, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult doctor, she'd only ever seen her paediatrician ; once home I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our area. I had Joanie telephone to urinate her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the survey day. The doctor let her know that she would be doing a staring physical before she could stick in an IUD.

Joanie had never had a female forcible and asked me what she could expect.

I told her that she'd wish to bath before we left and that she should wear vesture that was prosperous to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the examination. to the highest degree would be everyday, checking her affection beat, ears, nose, pharynx and eyes then it would turn more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral test and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might stick her fingerbreadth up my butt, ungh."

truth be told, Rob hoped a rectal would be included, he wanted to see how Joanie would react to anal penetration.

Joanie was as nervous as a foresighted go after cat in a roomful of rocking president as we drove to the MD's government agency and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, wind, throat, etc. then a white meat exam before the pelvic.

The doctor was exceptional as she explained what she was going to do each step of the way.

Two fingerbreadth into her vagina then trembling of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap smear then a new baseball glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the second in her anus checking the stance of her uterus.

As the medico withdrew her finger and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grinning.

"Not so bad is it. We're almost done,"as she regloved.

Because of my account Joanie knew what was coming next. She tensed up and pled,"Please, I don't want that, don't do that to me."

Gently the doctor rubbed her breadbasket saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be gruntle, I won't hurt you, I promise."

She gloved up and visually inspected Joanie's anus for piles or wound then got one impertinent glove.

"Almost done honey,"she said.

As she talked the medico was lubricating her index finger. She touched Joanie's anus, gently pressing and saying,"Just relax, it will be over in a moment or two."

"Bear down for me Joanie."As she did so, her sphincters relaxed and the doctor's digit slid in.

Completing the test the doctor handed her several tissue paper, saying,"Maybe you'd like to maltreat into the bath and strip up while I get your new IUD."

The procedure was over, Joanie had a review appointment for two weeks hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually participating she might know some cramping. If so, just take an over the counter pain stand-in ; Datril, Motrin or such and rest a bit.

On the drive domicile I let her go on about what it was like to be examined. None of it was really pleasant but she fixated on how humiliating the rectal exam was.

"I mean papa, she had her finger's breadth up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and neck from the hinder side, ick."

Rob chuckled,"What's so fearful Princess, I've had my finger in you lots of times."

"Oh that's different, you're my dada, I don't judgement when you do it."

We'd left too soon for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her morning act. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually active she should be off the hook for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low levels of THC but still present.

After her spanking I helped her to the bed. Like I mentioned earlier Joanie was always upset after she'd been punished. Today was no exception.

"Daddy, I'm getting the cramps like the medico said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Anacin III,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lube in you, I'm going to have to maintain my fingerbreadth in you ‘ til your muscularity grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five minutes. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a kiss in the cheek and told her,"You have a cute bottom."

"You really think so, I think it's too big."

"No, you're perfect, plush and plump just like your mother. Now, why not read a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a little fishing. Didn't catch anything but that was ok, it was nice to just loose and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my cleaning woman, she wants to deliver my infant and live as my wife. She was xviii and I was forty-one, we could have several children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college Education Department, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final test but that might be hard. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's penetration and my cock was one hellava lot bigger than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

I'd started dinner when Joanie groggily wandered into the kitchen.

"Feeling easily Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to wake up, the cramps are gone,"she said as she got a drink of water.

"Can we run tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

She smiled,"I do, I do, I do, sex is fun, don't you think so ?"

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to dress, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a couplet of lighting slipper she was nude under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her breasts and let out,"pop's dessert,"as I took one then the other between my lips.

God how I loved the taste and the fragrance of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my tongue into her vagina. I took her button between my lips, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a palpitation, explosive sexual climax then a moment and third. As I brought her off for the Forth River prison term she was pleading for me to lay off, wailing in a abominable pleasure. She was too sore to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

"A little cowgirl for my Princess ?"I asked.

She was above me and impaled on me in a arcsecond. Her favored position.

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a loud fifth climax. I hadn't cum.

She was out of hint as she crawled up following to me.

"That was fun dad,"she told me.

I let her remainder and recover for a few minutes then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

"I want you from behind tonight Princess. Get up on your knees."

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a girlish coral pink,"Beautiful, worthy,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect pussy, damn this feels so good. Do you like it ?"

I pulled her back against me as I filled her vagina.

She was already starting to breathe harder, more rapidly.

"You're in advance dad, God you're stretching me. It hurts a little but it's a nice hurt."

I began to pump her, I was deeper into her, she winced as I grazed her cervix. I apologized then rode her even harder.

Her normal sounds had changed. She was panting like a pocket-sized squawk being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her slit with the screw of her life then with a bellowing he blasted pulse after beat of his ropy cum into her

He rode her down feather to the mattress where she lay, dazed and vitrified eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her beat-up dead body, caressing her sides and bottom, kissing her watery-eyed eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God daddy, I thought you were going to fuck me to decease, you felt so big in me. My poor little purulent's so sore but at least I know what Morgana got."

"Why do you say that, about Morgana I mean."

"I remember her moan. I was moaning just like that when you were riding me. That's what you were doing, isn't it ?"

He answered,"end,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you think of, ‘ stopping point,'what were you doing with her ?"

Rob gave first one then the early of her plump cheeks a squeeze,"trope it out Princess."

As he traced a single finger's breadth along her crack he saw the realization and fear flash in her eyes.

"Daddy, you were in her bootie, weren't you ?"

He just smiled at her.

"You're going to do that to me, aren't you ? Please don't Daddy, God it would be so unpleasant-smelling and messy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"readiness mostly, she'd make herself clean and jerk and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the Night before then enemas several hours before."

"Did Morgana like it ? Why'd she moan so loud ?"

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how a great deal I like anal sex. She got a short nuisance from it but, like you, she likes a niggling bit of pain in the neck with the pleasure."

"I don't think I want to do that Daddy, just thinking about it, talking about it scares me. I don't think I could lead your big cock up in my belly."

They dropped the matter and over the succeeding two hebdomad zilch more was said. Their sex life was shop and active voice, exploring various attitude. Joanie had begun to savor being taken from ass. She liked the feel of the spare inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her hard. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to slack up. He spent a lot of time on her voiced bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first time he used his tongue on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to alternate up but he held her down feather and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger to her clit he could institute her to climax that way.

The first-class honours degree time he slid up on her back and ran his cock along her wisecrack, touching her she was so panicky she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to enroll you. Slowly he ran his turncock up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

With the head of his cock pressed against her anus he whispered,"I'm gon na cum,"as he spewed on her tight ring.

"That wasn't so bad now was it Princess ?"

"No pappa, it felt kinda nice."

He now knew, she would eventually give up. Slowly she was accepting anal attention and getting joy from it.

The two weeks had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up appointment found no problems. Joanie was ok for a twelvemonth unless something adverse happened.

On the way home from the doctor's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the makings for a salad. That was going to be this night's supper.

Joanie's urine was light, she was no longer forced to collapse him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

After their lighter supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. oral examination then cowgirl followed by a slack bid missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the eventide spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a 1 poached egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an ill opinion. She was wearing only her slippers, a pair of panties and her robe.

The salad last dark, the poached egg for breakfast, she remembered how he had told her how Morgana prepared. He was getting her ready for anal sex, she just knew the enema would be next.

"daddy,"she rasped.

As he turned to see at her he saw her veneration ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her pee dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her slippers, panties and robe and eased her into the tub.

"Get cleaned up Princess then we can end up, ok."

She could see into the bedchamber from the bathing tub. She heard piddle running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a broad five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her fearful eyes tracked him as he got the red bulb enema syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hand saying,"Come on Princess, it's time."

She pulled back whimpering,"I don't want to Daddy."

pickings her arm he helped her up, lifted her from the tub and wrapped her in a towel, drying her.

"I want my gown,"she said.

"You won't need it for a piffling patch,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

Still holding her helping hand he walked to the bed and sat down then guided her across his lap.

She felt him touch her, the quiver of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her buttock and insert the syringe.

After five bulbs she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her stomach working the pee deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

He continued to massage her saying,"Let the water do its work."

When the cramping got to severe he helped her to the commode then left so she could evacuate privately.

He could take heed the spattering of faecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his minuscule daughter's moans. When it was finally quietly and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A moment five medulla oblongata clyster followed by a third and finally a little three bulb insertion and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a cleanse gown and scanty for her while she was in the bathroom. Another spry bath and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

"Daddy, when are we going to do it ?"

"We want to wait three hr after your enemas,"glancing at his watch he added,"It's

With a tremble she pled,"Can't we wait ‘ til tonight ?"

He hesitated, should he tell her the truth ? If nothing else he was always reliable with her.

"Princess, noon will be the first time. We're going to do it four or five fourth dimension over the course of the day."

"Oh Daddy,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite familiar with luminance meals and enemas, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to rest but in her expel state she was sleeping within minutes.

Gently he shook her,"It's noon Princess,"he said as he rolled her pantie off.

She started to creak but then she felt his adorable tongue on her. God how she adored receiving oral sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him foot up the lubricant from the pillow.

First one finger then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincters then more lubricate. He helped her to lie next to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

"You've got plenty of lube. Remember how the MD had you push down when she put her digit in you ? I want you to do the same thing. When you feel me printing press against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery voice answered,"Yes Daddy."

"Remember how I was on your back rubbing against you ? We're going to do it the same way, you'll lie on your corporation and I'll lie on your binding. That's the wanton way for the missy and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hips and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her cranny several sentence then guided it to her opening.

"Push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The principal of his cock split her sphincter and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the erotica moving picture Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like flak. She heard the first of what she knew would be many groan, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to relax. Savior, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the outflank Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissues were legal tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to adapt his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to worm out from under him.

"I've got to go, papa, please let me up, I've got ta go now,"she wailed.

It happened nearly every time with an unschooled anal Virgo, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to move her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your clyster, you don't have to go. That's not feces, that's my pecker filling your rectum. Just relax I'm going to make love you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the world like a Lester Willis Young girl's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably loaded grip of her sphincter muscularity squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the same. She'd be promiscuous each future tense clock time. That wasn't all bad, she would be learn how to flex those sinew to force and masturbate him and he could diddle a little rougher.

"Tighten up, hale me, assist me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. Pulse after streaming pulse spewed into her, he thought he'd never blockade cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a quart into her yet he stayed in her until he'd softened. As he fell out he could see that she was dripping, she had a huge anal ointment pie.

Joanie's moan had quieted, she looked up at him with her tear stained eyes.

"I love you, you know. Am I your cleaning lady now ?"

He kissed her eyes and then her lips,"Yes you're my woman for now and for ever."

"You kinda forced me, didn't you ?"

"Yes, I guess I did and for that I'm sorry."

"I'm not. I knew I'd have to do it sometime. It did hurt but, in truth, the anticipation was worse than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might desire to sit on the chamberpot for a piddling while then put a twosome of panties on and make out lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a piece and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her tum, her head on his bureau and asked,"You said I was the substantially, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're wild. Far and away the best I've ever enjoyed."

"You've done it with other lady friend ; I know you did it with Morgana, who else ?"

"Nosey Little Princess."

"Did you do it with Mommy ? Did you, huh ?"

"Frequently."

"former young woman ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so lithesome with her minuscule little rump, I always felt I had to lead it easy with her. I like plump bottoms, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

"Couldn't, it would relieve oneself you off and I don't want that."

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no More. I'm your miss now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't judgement watching."

"Really, why ?"

"Daddy, I know what it feels like, maybe I'd like to see what it looks like."

"We'll see."

"Just guess about it."

They'd been resting for about an hour when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

Joanie shimmied out of her panties and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her hip joint he said,"We're going to try a different spot this time."He rolled her onto her dorsum with her hips on the pillow so that her tush was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your passably facial expression,"he told her as he added a small lubricating substance, she was still pretty slick from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to pull them back toward her pectus, adding,"Remember to push when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"Push Princess."

When he popped into her she grimaced and groaned. As he slid forward Joanie moaned and one eye teared. When he was completely in he rested.

"look the mellowness again Princess ?"

A offended,"Unhuh,"rasped from cryptical in her throat.

"I know you're probably feeling some pain. I'm stretching you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be able to take me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her chest and leaned forward to buss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of grimace, succulent of breast, with her soft white breadbasket and favorable curls ; I could just eat you up."

Maybe later he would but she thought not, she was sure enough that today would be devoted exclusively to attention to her bottom.

"Joanie, have you ever pleasured yourself with your fingers ?"

"Daddddddddy, what form of a doubt is that. God, even in this position you can embarrass me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will palpate good, especially when I'm pumping you."

Reaching down he opened her lips, at the top her clit was glistening, he directed her finger saying,"rub."

After several strokes Joanie was rubbing herself in rhythm method of birth control with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her speech sound changed from exclusively moan to throaty moans interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her eyes and a belittled smile played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten arcminute then forced her legs further back and pierce hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

Joanie's body trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own juice were flooding out in one of the strongest sexual climax she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her fingers flying until they were both drained.

"God that was intense Daddy."

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it ; you liked ?"

"My poor bottom's sore but my picayune pussy's sure happy."

It was moving toward late good afternoon, Rob said,"Let's snap a cascade and get a bite to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with microchip and Brassica oleracea acephala coleslaw Joanie said,"That position was kinda neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each early's eyes. Is that your pet position ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favorite is girl under on her genu, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

"You know how you like cowgirl, how you can ride me, bounce and really get into it ?"

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a lilliputian like that, I like letting her flavour my strength, all of my length and cinch, giving her a raspy ride."

"God, you make it sound like she's in a dominated, subservient position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

"Is that what we're going to do later ?"

"No, you're not cook for that. I like to take on hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

With a grin, he answered,"You'll just have to wait."

The wait wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her slippers, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her panties off.

Sitting on the bedside he guided her over his lap saying,"We need to relubricated you after the shower."

Her little ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was evident as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her dorsum but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full feeling in her gut before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to flex her.

She thought he was going to move behind her and she wasn't ready for that yet but once she was on her side he straddled her lower leg and held her top leg up as he moved against her.

With one hand holding her top hip his early massaged her abdomen.

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a little grinning appear on his lips.

He continued to hold her lower tummy, then taking her hand and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

She was startled, it was as if something alive was in her abdomen, she could feel it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

"It feels weird, like something live was in me."

"Oh, it's active and hungry for some Sir Thomas More Princess. Now give yourself some fingers and maybe we can get off together."

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a piffling and come back. I want a some of my Princess dessert ; put on a picayune physical composition, lipstick and eye liner, I want you sexy.

"Really,"she exalted as she leapt from the bed.

"Really, now hurry up, Daddy's hungry."

Rob was lying on his spine when she returned.

"Sit on my chest of drawers facing me,"he directed.

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pinkish pussy was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

She bounced a footling,"Yes, yes, yes."

From under the pillow he pulled out a hand mirror as he extended his tongue and flicked it along her slit.

Accompanied by her ohs, ahs, coos and Oh my idol, he tongued her for over ten minutes before he sucked the ruby red tip of her clitoris between her lips.

She couldn't observe her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her pussy against his back talk until she came with a spate and flush of tasty, tangy peach flavored girlfriend juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh papa, that was awesome. I want a mirror every time."

"Well, take the things off the dresser and tilt the mirror a piddling, I think you'll be capable to watch."

"What do I get to observe next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head dining table and reclined against it with his legs extended.

"Ok, now sit on my lap facing the mirror. Can you see ?"

"All of me but not often of you."

"I'm going to lubricate you, can you see my deal ?"

He fingered her not quite so rigorous footling ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your finger's breadth up my short butt hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal retentive reverse cowgirl. I want you to force your knee under you and squat over me. Once I'm in you can sit down. You'll be directing the action, ok."

Once he'd gotten the head in her she sat down with a slight groan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, lean forward just a slight, I want to see me in you, let me admire your fantastic ass. razz me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her hips and let her rock and pump on him, reveling in the audio she was making ; still some moan but mostly noises of pleasance over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her ride his fingers to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't trouble, I will. Let's see how we can get into position where you an watch when I'm behind you."

"Lie flat and prompt around so you can see your nerve. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can catch your smile."

"Right,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the salutary view.

"We're going to do it like we did the 1st time,"as he straddled her hips.

After gliding along her crack several times he centered on her.

"thrust Princess."

She was still quite wet but it was getting soft each time.

With her groan as he popped through her sphincters and a moan as he slid forward he filled her.

"Oh God pa, you're so big."

"Feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it feel proficient ?"

"It feels sorta like the cramp iron I get when you give me an enema, like I really, really have to go."

"Put your hand under you, on your abdomen. I'm going to change my angle of incursion so I'm pushing toward your belly clit, you should be able to feel me."

Once her hired hand was in office he scooted higher on her spinal column so his penetration was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you pop, I can sense you."

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her wisecrack wider, going thick than he had before.

Joanie gasped, new tissue was stretching, it hurt ; her oculus teared.

"Oooooooooo Daddy, you're too big, you're sooooooooo big,"as a muffled sob broke from her chest.

He pounded her mysterious, hard and fast for various proceedings. He moans had turn to wails, her sobs to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

"Squeeze me, aid me cum and it will be over,"he instructed.

She tightened down as just she could, it was difficult with the intemperate driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heat as he roared and his ejaculate flooded her bowel.

Better, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as deep. He stayed in her until his testis were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to get into his arms, instead she curled into the foetal view with her cover to him.

"You hurt me papa, why did you suffer me ?"She whimpered.

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to possess a small sense of taste of what rough play is like."

"That was a small taste ? I don't want a phonograph recording replete, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her fuzz was a disheveled mess, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing black streaks over her face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a taste, what's the"full four-card monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an hour or to a greater extent, that was less than five minutes."

"Then that's what I want damn it, I want to keep an eye on you do that to Morgana."

"That's pretty skanky, you really don't like Morg do you ?"

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my role manager, an of import employee to me, I hope you can understand."

"well, that's what I want, maybe you'll find a way. I'm not going to do it ‘ til I see soul else take it."

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Tim Leary fucked so hard she can't paseo, ok ? I hate her and I want her to pine for a week."

Rob dropped it, it was obvious that Joanie's abomination ran deep.

They made up, she cooled off, wasn't mad at him any more, said,"I can't stay pissed at you Daddy."

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoon billet. He'd taken her from behind, his hands fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her finger. He came in her for the fifth time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an sap sleep.

They spent the balance of their clip at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an clyster every two years, he suggested it would be soft with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that proffer. She liked the intimacy, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential position except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be function of their own repertoire, full stop, wax stop.

Their kinship would always be close, they were after all Father-God and daughter but where was their sexual soldering going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and have his tyke and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved partner. He could run his business from a phone and reckoner from their small cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront rest home. And, as practically as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real plus to her Father-God commercial enterprise. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % share of the business to go forward to run their city office. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Robert Robert Burns : The skillful laid schema o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish adage : Man programme, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to render from to the city he received a margin call from his accountant.

"Rob, I think there is a problem. It's not something I want to get into over the earphone but I'd like to suffer with you face to face at your early gizmo, when are you planning to take back ?"

"I'll be back tomorrow eve tardy then I'm meeting with Morgana in the sunrise, how about lunch ?"

"Rob, I'd like to meet with you before you see Morgana if possible."

"If you think that's good, trusted, we can. Want breakfast ?"

"Bagels and Lox at Cohen's, eight-thirty ok with you ?"

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the secure Jewish food shop in Ithiel Town. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

After they ordered Rob asked,"What's so important Sol ?"

"Rob do you know what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a word no man of affairs ever wants to learn. It's synonymous with embezzlement and that's what has occurred in your office."

"Sol, what the hell do you mean, it's only Morgana and me…Sol, what are you saying ?"

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in readying for tax meter, right ?"

"Yeah, sure Sol."

"It's not big Rob but I have evidence Morgana has misappropriated $ 2000. Let me present you."

Opening his briefcase he provided documentation evidencing the indisputable fact that, through checks to herself Morgana had stolen $ 2000.

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the only expiration I can key, I think I've found it all ; these copy are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this selective information but, I hope you understand, I don't feel much like breakfast, what I feel like is that I just got kicked in the balls."

"Rob, I understand, I know how practically you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her Thomas More province along with More money and a portion of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of course of study an choice or you could terminate her. Why not talk to her get-go, happen out what happened, why she did it then resolve how to proceed."

"Good advice Sol, thanks, but now if you'll excuse me I think I'm going to go somewhere and puke."

Rob walked for cube lost in persuasion, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plans. Finally, he came to a conclusion. Maybe he could salvage Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd sports meeting with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his cell phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be capable to make it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a nursing bottle of wine and lay off by your place around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even wreak a footling, you think ?"

"Oh Rob, I'd love to but what about Joanie ?"

"She's matured, what can I say."

There was a smile in her vocalism as she said,"I'll be make for anything."

He knew what that meant. She'd be bathed, scented and dressed to the nine-spot after giving herself two Fleet enemas. He drove home, he had a day to waste.

"Princess, something's happened at the situation, I'm afraid it may detain our plans, I hope not but I'm meeting with Morgana this evening to talk over affair. I'll be late getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"Daddy, you're going to have sex with"That Woman,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, young daughter, if that didn't speech sound Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. hope I do because if I do you may get your wish."

She had a mystify tone on her face,"My wish"…then the clean went on, and"you mean it might take place ?"

"poise your jets and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a grin,"Want me to warm you up for tonight ?"

Over the track of the day he brought his beautiful, desirable daughter off five times but he wouldn't let her reciprocate,"Saving the juice for where it might do the most good."

"Daddy, what's going on ?"

"Ask me tomorrow,"was all he'd tell her.

He was fashionably recent, ringing her bell at eight-ten. She answered with a smile.

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, bone mid-heeled ticker, a Elwyn Brooks White blouse with a little brown ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the boss give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a nursing bottle of a fine Chardonnay,"Shall we have a crank ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her bread and butter room she was scatterbrained and girlish in a way a xliii year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the verity be known, Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary had never had a escort until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with glasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did attain her valedictorian and get her a full ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero social acquisition and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee tree store. It was full and he'd asked if he could ploughshare her table.

How she remembered it, she was nearly take speechless, here was a really hot guy sitting with her. As they talked she learned that he was newly widowered and had a humble baby, he was looking for a nanny.

Morgana was between Job, yeah, do I take the Big Eight business firm or the belligerent smaller firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a maestro in method of accounting and was moving up in the humankind ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between line of work right now, would you consider me for your nanny position, I've never been a nanny-goat but I love kid and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her tummy rolling and her bladder about to burst as she waited for his reply.

"So state me, Morgana O'Leary, what are your qualifications ; by the way, I'm Rob Masters.

Morgana couldn't suppress a little smiling,"So you're a master key, too. Mine's from Columbia River, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're severe, right ?"

"Of course I'm serious Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how much money do you dominate in the open market place ?"

She thought for a second, she was inclined to lie, down, way down…she really wanted to put to work for him but she couldn't even for that tell a fib, she told him the truth.

"Sherwood Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the board but a belittled business firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny and if you could do some oeuvre with my ship's company on the accounting side I could derive up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by intuitive feeling she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a pool. She wasn't a Virgin, one fearful experience in high school school but never an sexual climax, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a niggling smile on his face, he took her hand and kissed the back like a French people gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in heating plant she was giving off pheromones, and she knew he knew it.

She nearly broke down as she pled,"Can I have the job, delight Rob ?"

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a foolish woman, at least she'd never felt so.

"Do you have a seat near here,"he asked.

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discourse it ?"

She knew she should be scared, she knew she should run, instead she said,"I'd like that."

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the scent of your essence. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, hold off your panties and institute them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe capital of the United States apple but when they walked out her panty were his souvenir. Before the eve was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her skinny short soundbox ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the eve by sodomizing her, she was in passion. She started employment for him the next Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the American Stock Exchange, now he was back.

She finished the death of her wine and asked,"care for more than Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to talk, don't you ?"

"What do you think of Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audit ?"

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you know what he found…"

She started to suffice, to deny.

"Morg, please, don't lie to me, I know what you've done, what I want to know is why."

She started to tremble as her oculus teared.

He knew she was about to fall back command. He stood, took her handwriting, led her to the john and dropped her downhearted clothing.

"Sit before you pee yourself,"he told her.

She flowed like a fire hose from both her urethra and her middle,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

He took a pad of toilette tissue paper, wiped her, helped her to stand and straightened her clothing.

"Now, tell me what happened."

"Oh Robbie, I don't know, I just don't know. I was pissed at you and I went a little crazy."

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your boss give you a raise,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan trouser suit of clothes and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

"Morg, you've been my right hand for a lot of years, I can't call up anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we take in the police ? Should I can you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

"Rob, please, not the police, I'd never be capable to get another job, please not that, anything but that."

"Ok, let's assume the cops off the tabular array, you think I should provoke you then ?"

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go self-destructive if you fired me, I don't want to ever be anywhere else but here, if I can't be here I don't want to be anywhere, please not that, it would be like banishment from an Amazonian kin, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last thing in the worldly concern he wanted to do was go off Morgana, his business sector genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key parole, wrangle she'd understand.

"But Morgana, you've been a bad missy, a very bad girl."

A light came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad girls. What do you do when Joanie is a bad girl ?"

"Morg, she's my daughter, when she's a bad girl I spank her. Are you suggesting that I should spank you ?"

"Yes, yes, please Robbie, anything to let me continue to wreak here."

He took a few moments appearing to chew over what she'd said.

"Morg, can you pay the $ 2000 back ?"

"Robbie, I don't have it all, I can give you $ 300 now, ok ?"

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll seed over every Sabbatum to collect whatever you can pay, ok."

He could see her relax, this wasn't going to be so bad she thought ; wrong.

"Now the balance, yes, you've been a bad girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you agree to that ?"

"Rob, I've never been spanked in my life."

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

She thought about the alternatives before saying,"Yes, I guess it is, isn't it."

With his left hired hand he picked up the little valise he'd brought while with his rightfulness he took Morgana's hand.

"Let's get it over with,"he said as he led her to her bedroom.

He surveyed the room, at her conceit there was a fine straight backed chair, apotheosis for the subject at bridge player. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in battlefront of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck opening. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her long sleeved blouse then down the front end before taking it over her berm and down. Morgana was s thin adult female, her breasts were pocket-sized and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her pap were modest and cockeyed as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"pace out of your place,"he ordered.

Beautiful bone pump with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist isthmus of her gasp and let them fall.

He told her to step out of the slack ; she did, she stood in tusk thigh senior high and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the bathroom not to long before he saw that she might embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her panties and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a pip-squeak, squirt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into berth and led her to the chair.

He opened his fount and took grandma's hairbrush out, laying it aside he pulled her across his lap.

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your panties for a while then I'll look at them down and devote you some more, finally you'll get ten of my just with the coppice. Did you have your enemas ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering spokesperson she answered,"Yes Robbie, two."

He knew she meant Fleets.

"commodity, then I'll give you a reaming to remember."

"Ok Robbie, that's what I want, too."

"Afterwards do you need me to quell the dark Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His script fell with a crack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the back, third gear, forward, maybe tenth battered her. Her short butt, so pocket-size, so blotto, his hired man covered both nerve, she was in teardrop. Morgana O'Tim Leary was a serious girl, she'd never been spanked in her life history ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the tenth black eye. Then, over her pantie she felt his digit on her, she thrust back to meet his skin senses and came explosively.

He teased,"Your panties seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her slim hip joint and off. As he held then they seemed small enough to fit a young child.

fourth dimension for some more, he said, as he began to paddle. Flesh on flesh the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streaks of blueing. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her small body was easy to control. With just his leave behind paw on the modest of her back he held her in place until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five to a greater extent house spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right bridge player and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second orgasm

"We're almost done,"he said as he gave her ten rapid thwacks with granny's hairbrush.

Her tight lilliputian ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his piece of work. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such pain in the neck, she felt like she was on the edge of consciousness when she felt the pall on her anus. She was being lubricated, she was about to be sodomized, fingers probed her then she was lifted and laid face down on her bed.

Hands gripped her narrow hip joint lifting her to her articulatio genus, hands parted her lowly nether cheeks, pressure against her anus and lyric she hadn't heard in six years.

"push Morg."

God, she tried, she tried to force but it had been six years, she screamed as he penetrated her.

"Still like it do you Cutie ?"He asked.

It hurt like fervour but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really unsmooth with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wreck her, he was going to have it off her pretty intemperate but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

"Yes, I like it,"she moaned."Cum in me, please give me your cum,"she pled.

He did and she loved the feel of his hot semen pulsing into her.

"Please stay all night,"she begged as he pulled out.

"Morg, stunner, are you still having periods."

Shyly she answered,"Not every month but sometimes."

"So you're still productive, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for giving birth control ?"

She snorted out a laugh,"For the final six years abstinence."

"I'm going to fuck you this evening, tomorrow get some of the dayspring after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. order me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

"You're going to come back,"she exalted.

"Morg Darlin'every Sat until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then enjoy your sweet petite ass."

"volition you spank me the same way you did tonight ?"

"Not as hard and no hairbrush, why, did you like it."

"When I came, yeah. I can't believe you made me cum from a spanking, incredible."

He let her draw close against him, in bitchiness of the approximate anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

She whispered,"I was mad at you, that's why I did it. I guess I was just looking for some mention from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to take some time to reestablish the corporate trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real publication although I do expect it to be repaid. You could adopt the additional $ 1700 from your female parent, you know."

"I know Robbie but that way I wouldn't really feel that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't give me my spankings,"she retorted with a short smile.

Gently he rolled her to her cover and entered her. Her six class of abstention were evident as he slid forward. She was as pixilated as a Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

"Oh God, how I've missed this."

Over the course of the night, between periods of dozing, they copulated several more times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the function, I'll be there around noon."

Joanie was in the kitchen having coffee when he got household. She put down her cup and gave him a hug.

Then, with her pry vellication like a bunny rabbit, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can smell out her all over you, God her sex stinks."

"That's enough Princess, we discussed what might materialise before I left, I don't think we need to retrograde it now, ok."

"No, it's not ok, I hate it."

"Settle down Joanie, those green heart of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red bottom of the inning. Now, let's sit down and have coffee berry and I'll differentiate you what's going on."

After recounting the tale of the missing $ 2000 she said,"Well then, you're going to fire her aren't you ?"

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"Daddy, she stole from you, of course you should fire her."

"That could put a real crease in our plans, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these ramification,"I guess it would, wouldn't it ? So, what are you going to do ?"

"Rehabilitate her, in fact I've already started."

"How so ?"

"A little marijuana cigarette and Daucus carota sativa game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to see with her each Saturday night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to remind her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

"Sex, partly for her and partly for you."

"That doesn't make gumption, how for me ?"

"The final Saturday, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to sustain her issue forth here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to order her to skitter them, that I want to impart her a fill in wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll subscribe her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the necessary three hr. When we get back you'll get your regard ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike hips across her pa's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a piddling of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor woman would be wrecked. Two diverging thinking struck her. In spite of her bad blood toward Morgana she felt some understanding for her and, 2d, she was going to deliver a video record-keeper with her so she could film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, metre dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Sabbatum dark he was away. She hated that he came home with"That cleaning lady's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their home had an matter to feature. The master bedroom's large walk-in W.C. was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the sleeping quarters and a mo entryway from the john. She could exceed in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but comfortable hot seat so that she had an unobstructed stack line to the bed. Her video photographic camera was on a tri-pod and cook for legal action. And now clip dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one affair in her joy that she'd be realizing her want. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, Clarence Shepard Day Jr. away from her initiation. Time was flying toward that foreboding event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panty coming off, her cute full tail being penetrated, her making the sorrowful phone of rough sex. In the true, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

Inevitably that final Saturday was upon them. Rob let her know that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final exam installment.

Joanie's corporation was a mess, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a tear of diarrhea and a decrepit bladder, she'd peed four times before the doorbell rang.

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten second, she assumed they were handling their business transactions before she heard the water running in the adjacent bathroom. It stopped and her pa walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a picayune overnight case, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a high school girl on her first-class honours degree engagement with the football game star.

"Robbie, why didn't you want me to get myself ready, I always have before ?"

"Sweet Morgana, I want to cave in you a deep cleansing. I'll give you a serial of enemas until the water runs clear. I want your rectum and Colon completely empty, I thought we could take in a nice long sitting this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pale lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the hot seat. Then an ivory plate came over her promontory. Her brassiere was also blench lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breast were no more than a pair of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose pap. Rob hang and kissed each one.

"Step out of your skid Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her scale, low heeled pump. He unfastened the waist of her slacks and let them fall, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other point on the chair.

Her panties were the same wan lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a nestling size of it one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a ace cheek of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely tiny Morgana was. Her muff was auburn, not shaved but trimmed neatly. He took her hand, led her to the bed, sat and brought her across his lap.

"I'm going to use a slight lube,"he said as he spread her cheeks. As his finger slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her clyster Joanie wondered, she got five light bulb each meter, could this tiny woman manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

"Robbie, I've got to go,"she pled.

Instead he helped her onto her back on the bed and began to massage her abdomen.

"I want to get the weewee way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's breadbasket was distended from all the piss, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the weewee was forced deeper into her bowels.

Finally he helped her to bear, she was bent like an old woman, holding her abdomen and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

"Call me if you need help,"she heard Rob say, as the bathroom door shut.

It sounded like a vortex as Morgana's bowel emptied. Gas, feces and moan escaped, it lasted for more than ten minutes. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

"Rob, I think I need an arm to lean on,"she heard after the flush.

Three Roger Huntington Sessions and then she was clear. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

"God Robbie, I think I like my Fleets better, this is exhausting."

"Just take it easygoing for a few minutes, then I'll give you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her ears, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her Daddy was doing this as a bonus for her as she heard him go forward,"your spanking."

"Oh Robbie, you're going to larrup me, why, I thought we were even."

"defrayment and a spanking, that was our agreement. This is your last spanking, you ready ?"

He took her clothing from the chair, laid her things on the bed then positioned the chairman so Joanie's persuasion of Morgana's merchantman was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into positioning and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her hip joint, displaying her butt. He laid his hand on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the contact. He held her down and continued.

Crack, wisecrack, pass. It wasn't a particularly cruel spanking but it was fast enough to fetch teardrop. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to ward off the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the former still restrained, she was blanket undecided. Her genitalia, were agape love, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short dent completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The larrup ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her Daddy fingered Morgana to a crashing coming. She then collapsed over his lap, absolutely spent from her ordeal.

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her deal was down the movement of her short pants and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so knockout that she feared that Morgana would hear.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the john to freshen up up, Joanie escaped through the bedroom.

After they'd left field for tiffin Joanie changed her step-in and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some manner it nearly took her breathing spell away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and motion-picture show her pa with her ; and more importantly, would she require to see ?

show time, she heard his car on the drive, the click of the lock in the nominal head doorway and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for dejeuner Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner last Nox and breakfast this dawn, just for you."

"fountainhead beauty, now that you're well fed would you like to be well bred ?"

"Oh Robbie, you know I would, I can hardly wait."

"Then let's don't,"he said as he led her to the bedroom.

Joanie watched as he again objet d'art by spell removed her cunning lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender form. He took her with his lip. Joanie forced herself to heed to Morgana's scream of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulsation of distaff come erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her pa's face, no blessed wonder he came home smelling like"That fair sex's"cunt. She had to, she just had to hear what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to squirm away, pleading, no more, no more.

"What, you don't like,"he teased.

"Oh yeah, I like but I was about to explode."

He slid up and kissed her as he entered her. It didn't take long, Morgana exploded with another trembling, body shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hired hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tube of lube he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her tight trivial face, as commencement one finger then two worked lubricator deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lubricant into her. Laying the electron tube aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into perspective. She was on her knees, her chest on the mattress, her side turned toward the lens of Joanie's photographic camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips senior high school in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her dada massaged Morgana's hips and tush then moved up against her. His Phallus looked huge, prominent than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight little opening, she heard the parole,"get-up-and-go Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a symphony of Morgana's moans, in after in slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her bottom, he was in.

As he always did with her, her dad paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the painful pleasure of a adulterate and satiate rectum.

There was a short face on Morgana's aspect and she was panting when he started to piston in and out.

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knee behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his groundwork up along English Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his free weight to her hips, changing his slant of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thundery stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the plaintive lament evasion from the early woman.

He was plowing into her hard and immobile like a big money driver. Morgana tried to neglect to the mattress, to escape but to no avail, he held her body in its tucked position as he pushed down on the small of her book binding forcing her hips even higher.

Morgana was pleading,"Pleeeeese Rob, no more, no more, Oooooooooooooooo God, you're splitting me in one-half, Noooooooooo more."

With the succeeding awesome jab into her dead body, a sob broke from her chest, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to learn. Still it continued, the savage ravishment on the small charwoman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her daddy poured pulse after sizzling heart rate of sperm and seed into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold back her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped afford with ejaculate dripping from her. At stopping point he lowered her to the mattress on the scepter of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the lavatory and got a fond washrag then, from her niggling nightlong case he got a fresh yoke of cotton step-in then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her brow with the fabric then her ass before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton wool panties on her, picked her up and carried her to the invitee room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A solid lot more, God pop, I'm sick and scared. serve me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and panty and lay down on the bed.

Once they were in he asked,"What are you going to do now ?"

taking off her T-shirt and bra she answered,"I'm going to go lie down with Morgana. I feel so bad for her and it's my fault."

He watched her walk from the elbow room. Maybe a little compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to save some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

Joanie climbed into the Edgar Guest bed, Morgana was out to the world. She gathered her into her arms and kissed her cheek.

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a little injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her breast. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her coat of arms, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her brass. She no longer hated,"That Woman,"it was more like she was an ally. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the like condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's bosom for about an time of day before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The first matter she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could let stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

Joanie got up, locked the bedroom door and returned to the bed.

"I've never been with a fair sex, have you Morgana ?"

"Years ago, when I was in high school another girl and I fooled around, nothing serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

"No, we just touched each other's breasts, nothing at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the emasculated petty pussy imaginable ; like a piddling miss's. So pocket-sized, neat and pink."

"Oh Hell Joanie, everything about me is like a piffling girl's."

"I know and it makes you cute. Would you like to see mine, I'm so imprecate big."

Morgana didn't reply but Joanie spread her legs,"Open me Morgana."

Slowly Morgana's paw moved toward her although their eyes remained locked.

"Feel how big I am, touch me, please advert me Morgana."

As her fingerbreadth began to rub and probe Joanie's breathing changed.

"You're exciting me Morgana, you're going to make me cum, would you like my cum on your fingerbreadth ?"

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

"more than than on my finger's breadth, I'd like it on my lips."

Joanie splayed her stage even further and reclined back on the pillows.

"appreciation me."

Morgana hesitated.

"Please Morgana,"Joanie begged as she cupped the back of her chief and drew her down.

The nimble little lingua was like goose egg Joanie had ever felt, it sought out spot her pa had never found, a gentler, soft spot ; feminine almost felid, it circled her clit, her warm breath, probing her. Joanie could experience her climax building.

"Oh Savior, you're about to get your first taste of female child cum Mo,"as her body trembled in orgasm.

That magic tongue went to her flow like a kitty to warm milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

"I think it's my turn of events,"Joanie said.

"I don't know Joanie, I better hold back these pantie on until I can sit on the toilet for a while, I've got a butt replete of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

"I know and I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"What do you have in mind, your flaw, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

"Oh, we've played rough but never like that, I'm not trusted I can walk yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my stomach for a day or two."

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, Daddy and I do things together, you know ?"

"You mean, like sex ?"

"Yes, I mean sex and I was so green-eyed of you, I hated you but I don't anymore. I mean, we could share him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could parcel if you want."

"You mean, like alternate nights ? Something like that ?"

"Yeah, just like that, like for the preceding several hebdomad he spent Saturday with you, we could work out days and when you're having your menses I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would lick, don't you agree ?"

Morgana thought, she hadn't had anything for six long time until the recent episode. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a grand approximation but you still haven't answered my query ; why was today your flaw ?"

"papa likes anal sex and he likes it a niggling rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a pocket-size taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a retentive time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

"From the closet, yes, I saw everything."

"My God Joanie, I'm so abashed, you watched me crying and all ?"

"Please don't be raging with me Mo, I want us to be acquaintance and even more."

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should have got figured it out when you knew what my pussy spirit like."

"Why don't we trade places, I'd like a closer look."

Morgana reclined on the pillows, Joanie rolled her panties off. They were soaked.

"Damn, he's got a huge lode, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

"Yeah, he does. Can you get pregnant Mo ?"

"I've got an IUD but I'm nearly xliv, so, no, I doubt it."

"Mo, I want kids, his child. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could survive here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our sleeping accommodation then on our nights we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

"Like Marlon Brando said in the Godfather,"We'll make him an fling he can't refuse."

"And what honey Joanie is that ?"

"All the pussy he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms eastern United States of the MS both available in two sizes."

"So when do we propose this to our harem master ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

"Splendid. By the way, you've been calling me Mo, I like it but I'm going to call you Jo, can you live with it ?"

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie bootie twins."

"Now just two to a greater extent things to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

"One I'm looking forward to, I'm going to taste you in a moment or two."

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told dada that if he let me keep an eye on while he did you I'd let him do me the same way and I'm scared."

"Understandably. Are you going to go through with it ?"

"I have to."

"When ?"

"If I know my greedy Daddy, probably tomorrow."

"Do you want me to watch Jo ?"

"Ah, Mo I didn't tell you everything. I filmed it, too. You can do that if you want."

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The first item on Joanie's bucket list tasted a short like salty citrous fruit, when she'd finished to a refrain of Morgana's titillating sounds she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown Elmer Reizenstein pilaf, integrate summer squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"pop could we cause a Methedrine of wine and go out by the pool, Mo and I would care to sing to you."

"Mo is it now ; ok pour our drinks and let's go out."

Both the missy were anxious, squirming in their chairs, trying to begin the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's start with you. What do you want ?"

"pappa, Mo and I were talking. I want you to bed, I'm not overjealous of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different bodies that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to take a shot at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a nice soft plush body and since salmagundi is the spice of life, we just thought you might care a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and yell is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could hire out her household and move in with us.

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get fraught, so I'll have the sister. I want to get my IUD removed and get started right away."

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

"Robbie, you know I love you and I've come to adore Jo, yes, it's what I would care to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the estimation of having both the dandy little sports car that was Morgana and the plush luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an hard-on as he sat there, still he thought he'd have a little fun with them.

"So, Joanie you've decided and Morgana you've decided, what if I don't like the melodic theme ?"

"papa, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

"Like Nancy Reagan used to preach,"Just say no,"I could just say no."

"But Daddy, you'd lose that variety we're offering."

"That's mightily Robbie."

"So, if I say no both of you Lady are threatening to cut me off, am I reading that right ?"

The chorused,"Well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your bodies as currentness, is that middling ?"

"Who ever said girlfriend fight fair, dada ?"

"Who would catch some Z's where ?"

"Mo and I would each have our own suite. You could choose who was to number to your bed each night except when we're having our periods then the other would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each other. Mo said,"Fine with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls work out the partitioning of province for the Interior of the house, I'll take care of the outside areas and the consortium, fair enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to have wax wash-out enemas every two days. You'll be responsible for giving them to each former. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to have it by no belated than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each early, Jo's face fell and Mo could learn the fear in her middle, she knew that Jo's forecast had been sort out, her rough drive would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

Looking at Joanie, Rob noted her hangdog verbal expression and asked,"Is something the affair Princess ?"

"No Daddy, nothing that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

"Now, one final affair, I want both of you to eff that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my back and the threat of blackmail. We won't do this character thing again and I'm going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else ladies ?"

"What do you think you're going to reenforce the fact that there will be no scheming, Daddy ?"

He got up, carried his glassful into the kitchen then said,"Come gentlewoman, let's go to my bedroom."

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his spanking chair so that she would have a skilful view of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, do and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to have a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your short followed by ten whacks on your step-in and then an indeterminate routine on your bare hindquarters. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to parcel my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climb into bed. Joanie, direct off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy tit required the backing but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her large nippled, heavy boob came into panorama. Rob took a moment to look up to them, thinking he might necessitate to titty fuck his daughter soon, maybe after she was significant and they began to fill.

"Come bend over my lap,"he directed.

Once in place she received ten speedy swats, five on each cheek.

"point of view up and drop your boxershorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The stride was more measured, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied merchantman.

These had caught her attention, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her bottom until she was raising her pelvic girdle to meet his caresses. He went between her branch, stroking her genitals until her external respiration had changed with arousal.

"Lift your hips and let me get your panty off Princess."

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the step-in are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to count the strokes and I want you to count them out loud, understand ?"

"Yes Robbie."

fracture, the volatile phone and searing bunko game of flesh on flesh.

"One."

crevice

"Two."

At XII Joanie broke down in tears, two more for good measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his index and middle finger while pressing her anus with the pad of his thumb. After a spanking he liked his fille to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over metre he could get them to look forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his unoccupied hand he smoothed her hairsbreadth and massaged her shoulder joint. As she started to wrestle on his lap he whispered,

"That's a salutary fille Princess, cum for Daddy,"as she had a small orgasm.

He let her take a breather for a few minutes then said,"Ok, into bed with you."

"Can I birth my panty back Daddy,"she asked as she got off his lap.

"Don't headache, you won't need them Princess."

"Morgana, come stand in battlefront of me."

"You know why you're being spanked, don't you ?"

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your shortstop, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare flesh to discover the desired issue. Take your top off Morgana."

What a dividing line from Joanie, Morgana's matt chest with little browned nipples.

He took her hand and led her saying,"Lie across my lap."

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

stand up and exact your shortstop off Morgana.

White cotton, just what he'd told her to bring in her overnight case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monumental load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a sec spanking, this was one shout bottom.

He gave her ten immobile ones on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her scratch through her panty for several hour before saying,"Lift your hips for me Morg so I can get your pantie off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

He fingered her then spread her nether cheeks. She was still red.

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little tush is luscious. Do you think you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. piece of ass me any meter and any way you want."

"Ok virtually of the Nox I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her snatch, but I'll end with you."

"I know, you're saving her bottom for tomorrow, aren't you ?"

"Why would you cogitate that ?"

"I'm not the one that thinks that."

From the bed they heard,"Hey, what are you bozo whispering about ?"

Rob turned to her and said,"You,"then chuckled.

He patted Mo on the bottom,"Ok, into bed with you, too."

The wenches wanted him in the eye but he deferred, it was Mo on one side, Jo in the middle and Rob on the early face. He wanted to be able to get to Jo without encumbrance.

MISTAKE

It was like a school daughter slumber party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each early's nude bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric endeavour at verse that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and salt or a chocolate malt, which does a missy find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of fine puss ( as if there is any other kind ). As an example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of Cucumis melo cantalupensis while Joanie was not bad, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus fruit and salinity. No doubtfulness, this couplet had become a bit more than allies, he'd need to keep that in judgment.

Rob let them bet for about half an minute then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to knead her breast. He was behind her so he pulled her conclusion. She could find his erection against her bottom.

"Mon call your Doctor up by the cabin, get a passport for someone down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's start a kin, OK Princess ?"

He could hear the joy in her voice as she said,"Oh Daddy, I want your infant so much."

"Good Princess, I wanted oodles of Kid, your female parent did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breasts full, your belly swollen and your fundament broad."

"dada, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an appointee with soul for Mon but I'm sure it won't be any later than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the ominous deduction when her Daddy said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're pregnant but we still have at least Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her corporation and laid upon her back then he forced her up onto her stifle. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact ballock with her breasts forced to the mattress and her rose hip elevated. He pressed down on the lowly of her vertebral column so that she elevated her sex organs like a tabby cat cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll satiate your womb with baby just like this."

He gave her a pretty approximate ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was discernible he preferred this superpower position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rasping with her, but not this meter, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a tune up for Sunday, and on William Ashley Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

After he'd cum they lay together, him holding her.

"You became pretty good buddies today, you and Morg, huh ?"

"Yeah, I guess we did. I like her. I know, we're like a mongrel and Jeff or something, me big her tiny."

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become champion, but now you and I need to change station I promised Morg a slight action tonight."

Feigning nap Morgana was laying on her side with her back toward him. She was nude to the waist but still had on her cotton wool panties.

He fondled her tiny breasts until her pap stiffened then he lowered the hind end of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his pet kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

"Arch your back Morg then back up onto me."

"Aren't you going to take my panty off ?"

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your button with your fingerbreadth while I play with your titties and fuck your cunning little prat ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount her like she's a fresh young filly then tantalise her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

"You don't seem any the worse for wear upon Morg."

"Robbie, I'm not a sassy Edward Young filly, I'm an have mare and it was still all I could take. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've grown fond of her."

"Yes, I know. Morg, have I ever told you what I think your vagina tastes like ?"

"No, you never have, what does that make to do with this conversation ?"

"Joanie's little ditty, you know…'citrous fruit and salt or chocolate malted,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus tree and salt and do you know what Joanie tastes like ?"

"Yeah, Robbie I do ; peach tree, she tastes like peaches."

"I'll spank both of you if I catch you."

"You just like to paddle us, don't you ?"

"I believe sincerely that there is a great deal of Sojourner Truth in that vocalization, now give me a little action, I'm ready to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next dawn but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was Light Within, common cold cereal, pledge and yield succus accompanied by deep brown. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no motivation to get dressed just to divest for her clyster. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

After the meal was finished Rob told them that he was going out for a while but that he'd be home before one. He had some errands to run then he was going to hold back at the drug store and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

After he'd left the young lady remained in the kitchen talking.

"Jo, I've never given an enema to anybody but myself in my life story and I always use those little Fleet clyster, what do I do ?"

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of quick water, the syringe and the lubricating substance. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe honker in the weewee and power play then freeing. The light bulb will satiate with water. Then you put the nozzle in me and mash. Don't release it, though or the marked-up water will fill the bulb. Pull it out and recur the summons. I usually get five bulbs full three times before I'm empty."

"Do you desire to get take up baby,"Mo asked as she took Jo's hand and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the water bucket and got the syringe and lubricant. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

Mo took her manus, pulling her into a standing position.

"Take your slippers off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's robe off of her shoulders.

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her panties ; Mo rolled those down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

Mo gave her a footling hug saying,"You'll get through it."

"Mo, I'm so scared, I'm about to wet myself properly now."

"semen on then, let's visit the potty before we start, we don't want an accident."

As Jo sat emitting short aflutter spurt, not the gushing catamenia of a full phase of the moon bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would take back to the john before she joined her pop on the bed and she'd restrain her panties on as long as possible…there was null else they could do.

The enemas went well. Five bulbs then Jo's tummy massage. She was giving program line right along.

"seminal fluid on Mo, use a circular apparent movement with sufficiency pressing to work the pee all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp hurt. withdraw me to the potty."

"Lay there and be quiet while I do this,"Mo replied as she continued with the massage.

"Please Mo, I'm going to have an accident here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a bath for Jo.

"Let's use some scented smelling bathtub oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with body lotion, sweep your hair and apply some spark war paint. What do you want to wear down ?"

"I thought blanched slippers, white thigh heights stockings, whitened lacy see panties and a T. H. White satin robe. Does that meet your approval ?"

"I think you'll be drop dead gorgeous."

It was nearly one by the sentence Joanie was bathed and dressed. She couldn't sit, she just paced

"God Mo, I need something to settle me down ; maybe one of my sedative suppositories. You think ?"

"I think you don't need anything up your bootee right now. Maybe a glass of white wine ?"

She was sipping her second trash when her Daddy came in.

He saw that she'd dressed and made herself up. He took her hand and helped her to stick out saying,"God Joanie, you truly are my Little Princess, you're beautiful,"as he kissed her.

"Why don't you finish your wine while I grab a quick shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the door, he patted her on the butt as he passed,"Did you take dear tending of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it comfortable on your little filly, ok ?"

When he came back he, too was wearing just a robe and slippers.

He took Joanie's helping hand to precede her to the sleeping accommodation, she was trembling nearly uncontrollably. He pulled her to him and hugged her,"It'll be ok Princess."

"I've got to potty Daddy."

He led her to the bath but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you come back how panicky of anal retentive sex before I took you the first time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far tough than the realness. We both know what's going to happen a little later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the expectancy will be high-risk than the reality."

"But Daddy, I saw what happened to Mo."

"And she was back and sexual active voice by that evening, right ?"

"Daddy, you're going to hurt me, aren't you ?"

"I imagine you'll experience some botheration, yes, I won't lie to you."

"daddy, what are you going to do to me ?"

"I thought you might savour a bit of oral, several sexual climax, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to bring in me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final question, he took her hired man, pulled her to her feet and fitted her scanty back in place,"ejaculate Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the sleeping accommodation Joanie was sure she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her gown she wondered if Mo was watching from the loo. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her second joint high but the scanty were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her panties down she was surprised when he asked,"Do you require to go along your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

"By the way Princess, I like the trim."

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden skin was now nicely shaped and peachy, not the wild chaparral it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own gown, kicked off his slippers and, taking her into his blazon folded them down to the mattress.

candy kiss, sweet shared breathing spell, tasting glossa, then breasts, gently caressed, nipple sucked and teased, soft tummy, neatly trimmed mons Veneris then ambrosia. lulu, the scent, the taste, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a spit dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her piddling opal waiting. His lips sucking it in, his glossa teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the coming washes through her dead body, her reed organ clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly juice erupt from her. Her pop gives her climax after coming as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

She hears herself,"No more, daddy, Oh God, I can't take anymore, you've drained me, aiaiai, please, no more."

He slides up her body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peaches. His strokes are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just Day it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the cupboard, forgotten the TV photographic camera recording her every bit, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happy girl in the world as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A smile paints her face as her body trembling and she has a little orgasm.

Her papa is sitting beside her.

"Crawl over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lubricant in his hand.

poise, slip, finger probing her, and more lubricator, her daddy's articulation, just decompress Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll help you get into position Princess. We'll starting time slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes to feel the mellowness then I'll start to pump you."

"pa, I'm scared and you never did answer my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

"You made Morgana cry, are you going to induce me cry, too ?"

He could experience answered, yes, he would hold her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a small woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knee joint, enceinte, now lean forward and put your chest on the mattress, fold your weapon and rest your read/write head on your arms, perfect."

Just a short fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder, tucking her trunk a little more tightly, pressed down on the small of her spine so that her pelvic girdle and genitals were elevated, then spread her peg just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several prison term before. From that perspective she knew what to wait when she heard,

"push Princess."

In the cupboard Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscles, the moans as Mo saw Rob's shaft slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to go her bowels, so full, she'd tone so very full.

Slowly he began to stroke. Joanie provided the speech sound effects.

Un, un, un, un with each forward motion. He continued at that stride, in that rhythm for about ten minutes.

Then he changed the pace, a short faster, a little harder ; her sound changed, too. Louder, she was feeling it more,"Ungh, ungh, ungh,"with each stroke.

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately gruelling fucking, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flank he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing near of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her book binding to archway, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her impertinence adding another column inch that he could penetrate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to watch. She knew what Joanie was about to experience.

Her lament was sad as he rammed her again and again. His rooster was deeper than it had ever been, stretching virgin tissue paper, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the television camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black track down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed haircloth a scraggly quite a little. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a strident hollo as pulse after beat of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the lips of her pussy. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the elbow room mournful whine and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you require to need maintenance of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton pantie to try to control the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a span of the Tylenol for pain sensation and two of her depressant to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warmly wash cloth and the panties. She wiped her brass and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton fiber briefs. Rob lowered her rear end and administered the medication then left the girl alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pond. He'd never meant to hurt both of his girls, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so rough with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a rough ride. He decided not to talk about this with the females, Joanie would sense completely responsible for and though she'd contributed to this trouncing he knew he could take in said no, so ultimately, the duty lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the bedroom. Both of them were clad in entirely panties. Morgana was holding Joanie to her titty as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was bent, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky wooden leg. Morgana was helping to support her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we give birth a looking glass of wine Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a deoxyephedrine of a crisp chardonnay grape along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a minuscule rest. She wants us all to sleep together."

"That's fine with me."

"I don't know how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can lie with her again later, like you did me."

"Princess, you don't have anything to bear witness to me,"her Daddy told her.

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your girl, your Little Princess. You're my man, the solitary man I want. I want to feel you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a humble wistful smile, in a glaring understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the wine and made an early evening of it.

"Daddy, can I sleep in the middle. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to hold me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to sleep. Rob's stopcock was back in Joanie's bottom and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a little precarious the next dawn but she made the outcry to the gynaecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient but the future available appointment was six workweek hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for for certain but possible. Just find the strings and slowly and gently pull until the little charge card device pop free.

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying compressed on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little spotting of blood but zilch more.

"Thanks Mo, that wasn't bad at all. Now, let me take yours out ; maybe we both can get preggers, what do you believe ?"

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a pair of fat females, yes ?"

"well, at to the lowest degree one, but this one will soon be 44, I'm afraid I may be past tense my"Use By"date."

Unfortunately, that was how it worked out. They told Rob what they'd done, so over the next week sex was patronize but nearly always vaginal in the missionary position.

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and sperm product and after sex he would rest in them as long as possible to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second point and began to suffer from egotistical breasts, morning sickness and constipation they ran two home maternity mental testing. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her first appointment with her new OB/GYN.

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three ways, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a supporter. They kept up their enema regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the one-eighth calendar month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her household, she now lived permanently with them. well-nigh nighttime Rob would study one or the other into his bed but occasionally they still enjoyed a three way.

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a squeamish baby blow, even beginning to feel a little movement. Her breasts were filling and leaking a little foremilk, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute little summertime maternity dust coat and strappy Andrew Dickson White sandals. She and Mo were sharing a field glass of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't beverage but one footling Methedrine of wine-colored, what could it hurt.

Her Daddy provided the answer. He came home unexpectedly and saw her methamphetamine of wine. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

walk over to her and taking her manus he said,"Young lady, come with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

straight to the spanking chair.

Bending her over his lap he said,"You know better."

He had to spread his legs to accommodate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, come here, please,"he called.

When she came in Joanie was already sprawled over his lap.

"We'll need you to matter,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fast and house on the seat of her precious footling gabardine then he raised the dame and delivered ten more on her motherhood panties and then they were down around her knees.

"count for us Mo,"he said as his paw produced a sharp crack.

"One."

"Two, three, four five and six followed."

Seven calendar month fraught she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go bandstand in the recess while you hold your clothes up. No, leave the panties where they are."

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, come here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

"You know she shouldn't be drinking yet, here you are sharing a meth of vino with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a immobile ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten to a greater extent on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a retentive time. The tears didn't period until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, overstretch your step-in up, I don't want you to stumble. Morgana, you can have your panty back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY jelly. Morg's mean trivial buttocks had given him an erecting and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual billet but Rob directed her to the chair directly across the table from him.

Once she was in piazza he bent Morgana over the table.

"keep hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zip fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the place of her panties, then the chill of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The Angle was dissimilar, he felt with child, like he was getting deeper.

She moaned as he slid in. She was full, so very, very full.

"My hammer's all the way in you Morg. Do you like it ?"

"I feel like I have to potty Robbie only more so, God you feel bigger."

"You've got a nice tight little bottom. I like to have sex it Morg ; do you like me to fuck you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the table and holding work force with Jo while she watches."

"Well, I don't think swelling would take to the table, do you ? But we'll come up with something particular for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about XXX minutes. Her slight ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

hoot, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal emollient pie, it felt so icky and messy ; that's why he was making her do it.

"You were both bad female child but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more alcoholic consumption until after the delivery. Do I have that assurance ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a chastised little lady friend. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"commodity. I want you to know how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the board kissing first base one and then the other.

"We love you, too dad but you said that you had something extra in mind for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the third base person was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you miss game to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly secret plan when dada was away, and since there were two girlfriend and one guy it would certainly take to some girl on girl action mechanism. They smiled at each former and answered,"Yes."

Both of the young lady were a little antsy through the rest of the eve, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you retrieve you can get on your stifle and lean forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, take aim your panties off and lie on your spine on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"perfect, now pull out your genu up a niggling and diffuse your pegleg, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may have the prettiest slit in the world."

"I'm gladiolus you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knees between Morgana's legs.

"Lean forward and splay your subdivision under her leg and grasp her hips."

In this billet Joanie's face was only inches from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to introduce you from behind, in your buttocks. I won't be grating with you but I am going to have it away you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the back of her principal pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and saltiness, enjoy."

Then she heard,"push button Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some mode this was the most pleasant intimate experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her font buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the short clit. Both of them making strait of joy ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both women melding, estrogen and Lipo-Lutin flooding their trunk and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, pop, fuck me, pump my athirst hind end, occupy me up with your cum ; get laid me, have intercourse me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush posterior. She was pushing back to take on him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could sense condensation building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

Three voices, raised, expressing spectacular pleasure, they ended in a scramble multitude of legs, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was ready to go again, he was rock arduous within minutes.

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect petty kitty sounded luscious to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"Straddle my face Jo, let me savor you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her bottom dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three marvelous orgasm. Joanie fell to the side exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her strong and fast, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her nice mingy cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant physical structure had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her hand on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many times as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to traverse a mulct cleaning woman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favored flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel that he was at the book binding of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her rima oris. Like a rattling trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her mouth. She swirled her spit and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to check,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a piece before Joanie finally said,"That was antic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one to a greater extent ? Your cute piffling butt is calling my name."

They traded lieu, Morg in the in-between facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the early episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suck my chest while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her hindquarters and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's delivery went off without a incumbrance. They now had a precious squalling sheaf of babe lady friend in the house. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in Truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a alert mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven home when the sister, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an engagement so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of youth, Joanie just had to have a coke and there was none in the house. The baby ass was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no minor seat usable. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's fanny and trucked on down to the neighborhood restroom depot, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her nose candy to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the blow,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would wish is an explanation. Did you postulate Vicky out without a car tail end ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the recess, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless matter I can envisage. There is no reason on God's super C worldly concern that getting a C a Aspinwall is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a shift, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was nineteen ? She wondered and she was really angry with her friend.

"Just exit it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the last straw, grabbing Joanie by the pilus she dragged her to the bedroom, from the bureau she got grannie's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front line of her.

She unfastened her short and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her step-in down to her knees and whaled on her back side with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the shank down. She was sniveling with pluck stained eyes and a stuck-up nose. Additionally, her bare bottom of the inning was deep red. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reason, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some C ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really piss her off. Want to tell me the rest of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car fanny is in her car."

"Am I beginning to infer what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car seat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the presence seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so queasy for a diffuse deglutition that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the passenger seat of the car and drove to the public lavatory fund ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond pudden-head that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in straw man of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her rear end was her gamey pointedness and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to brook in the corner and think about what you've done. occur out into the living way when you're fix to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got spyglass of wine and, instead of the living way they went out by the pool.

"You really spanked her and with the hairbrush even."

"I really spanked her, yes and I used the hairbrush because my hands are small-scale and I can't hit too hard."

"wellspring, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how lifetime can take some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age difference I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as granny and my former girl, Joanie filling the paradiddle as mother. It's working well for all of us .