Friday evening, the beginning week of June and I was totally loose. I'd met a Friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Almighty's mug, rocks with just a stir of body of water while I enjoyed the tranquilize. It had been an consequential week, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her family and I was so doomed proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took huge pride in her achievement. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen year ago ; in the infirmary where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her mother's knocker, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my married woman, suffered a black head aneurism and I was left a widower and the sole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did have help. My female parent came to stay with me for three invaluable months. She took accusation of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare pattern, bathe and change babies and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of eternal sleep. Mom would have liked to detain longer but my Father-God's health had taken a turn for the uncollectible and she was desperately needed at home plate ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her duty and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very authoritative someone in Joanie's and my life history. low she helped with child charge then her duties evolved. My business organisation is brokerage, I buy, sell and find point for others and Mo social function as my office manager now. She's just a duet of years older than I, a lilliputian on the slender side ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are unflattering and shun composition ; in other tidings she makes no effort to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that first dark and after she'd been with me for several yr and after a few cocktails I had the decided delight to remind myself that she was a wolf between the sheets and blessed with the squiffy puss I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a business human relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an acute disfavour for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the Nox during the week and always on the weekends for our especial Saturday nights.

After we ended our family relationship, my sex life went to hell in a hand basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fulfill the nullity. She liked to tease me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me find her rapidly developing breasts against my pectus ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied buttocks as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a petty vacation bungalow in the mass situated on the adorable tarn this face of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely wonderful weeks in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are Sir Henry Joseph Wood for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and shoot, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the channels and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that ticket shaper's marking when the jingle of my telephony intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with supporter planning to go to a bonfire for a"Start of Summer"party, roast some weenies, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a duet of beers ; I answered,

"howdy ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my near champion since ground level school, I'd been his best man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his phone call was still a surprisal ; I knew his work schedule and he was on duty.

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

"Nothing good, I'm afraid. There's a trouble with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come pick her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville road in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talk there, not on the headphone, OK ?"

After we'd rundle off my mind went into a whirl. What the infernal region was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made self-destructive determination ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summer between midway school and high schooltime I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoke fag back behind the puddle theater. Then last year, at the beginning of her Junior year there was the episode involving experimentation with marijuana and my maker's German mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her slight bottom over each of the above but now she was 18, emancipated, an grownup under the law. I got my paint and headed for Denny's.

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

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

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

We took a John Wilkes Booth in the rear where I could see my car, after we got coffee and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could throw been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the prospect and the concentration of the other attending police officer was directed toward the two guy cable. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a known dealer, marijuana and cleft cocain. He had a arse illumination out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over Sir Thomas More to roust him than anything else. There were four the great unwashed in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the number one wood and his main squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Dean Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting police officer there was a reefer 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 upkeep of Dino Paul Crocetti and Joanie. He found about a chiliad worth of offer in Curry's purse. Joiner and Mary Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did look Joanie's purse, she had two Rock wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their shit in the young lady'bag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the branchia, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the roll in the hay away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a in force girl but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

Harry knew how I dealt with these form of trouble, 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 time ; entrust tomorrow morning, maybe have a short detox sitting and let her drop most of her detoxification on her bay window ‘ cause she won't be able to sit."

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

The drive rest home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the sot in the backseat it was in quiet. At home I helped her stagger to her sleeping accommodation, undressed her down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a candy kiss. In maliciousness of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would vary that.

In my way I packed a bag with the wearable I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with items I would or might need. From eighteen long time experience there were sealed things that Joanie might call for. If she didn't feeling well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a lilliputian girl, in suppository physical body, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a eternal rest aid and helper with pulling out, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course of study my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added granny's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, solid wheat berry goner, orange juice and coffee berry were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

Pouring her a cup of java, I said,"Eat."

She chased a vermillion rockfish of Roger Bacon around her plate and took various mouthfuls of the eggs 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, ingroup extra PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

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

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

The drive to the cabin was tranquillize. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio, Graeco-Roman country, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in town, got supplies for a week then drove on, it was darkening by the time we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the eventide was chilly I asked if she'd like a flack, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedroom and bathroom on the ground storey and a dormancy loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bathing tub and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a frypan, fried some white potato vine with onions and Madagascar pepper then sautéed two perch fillet while spinach plant 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 blow, God I wanted a Creator's St. Mark but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every girl it these write up is the most beautiful miss in the world ( how the screwing can they all be the most beautiful young lady in the humanity ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a bout 130. She has rather full breasts, a poofie tummy and a can made up of twin fleshy earth 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 loft. As a jape I'd bought her pajamas for her 17th natal day, she always complained that it was too inhuman in the wintertime. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a fall seat ; they were primal red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a scanty line. She'd put as a lot textile as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; smart young woman, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather quiet affair. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apologies and alibi, how she'd not known about what"those masses"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, blah, blah."

I let her public lecture, through dinner, while I cleaned up afterwards, over coffee bean. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"pappa, you can't, I'm xviii, 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 butt, do you call back that would help you ?"

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

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

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

"pappa, please, this is so embarrassing, don't watch me."

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

"Oh Daddy, yes, I smoked some ganja, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my articulation was harsh.

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

The exam showed the presence of the cannabis but, thank God, nil 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, Grandma's hairbrush, resting on the side table.

"Please Daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

twenty, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pj's, those pajama that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flutter. step-in were apparent

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

": settee down,"I said. I stroked her vernal consistence until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breast were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single piece. First her swollen titty then her puffy stomach, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her continue her panties on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to throw me use up them off, persona of her punishment. I lowered them to mid second joint then told her to lift her hip joint. They lay on the floor at her feet as I began.

I started at the juncture between her can and her thigh then spanked up, over her sit maculation to the top of her buttocks then back down.

Crack, crack, snap, the resounding medicine of flesh encounter chassis. After about XXX whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, awful speech sound of the oak backed brush falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"dad, 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 paper and let her foul up her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a good deal for a while. It tied her in naut mi when she did something that derangement me so a great deal that I punished her.

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

"Daddy, can I sleep here tonight, I don't want to induce to climb up up to the loft ?"

I thought for a minute then said,"Ok Princess ; do you need something to help you slow down ?"

"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 handicraft. Joanie's fundament was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shades of red, violet, empurple with just a tactual sensation of blue, shucks, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

"Thank you dad, now can you bear me."

I was dressed in my nightclothes, baggy gym trunks and a tee shirt. I crawled under the sheet with her.

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

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

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

"I'm good-for-naught 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 grinning if I traced my finger along her Venus crack, her slit back then it was nothing more than than a tap valley, her labia and button were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

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

"Please,"she said as she opened her stage and guided my handwriting to her.

I let her, I didn't try to stop her nor did I tear away. My center finger found her groove. I'd used my indicator digit when she was young but my middle finger was longer, better able to slue along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a child with just a belittled immature slit. Her outer labia were well, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was striking and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministrations then snuggled against me. easygoing gentle snoring, the sedative had taken consequence, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the repelling and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't harm anyone, blah, blah, rant. Then I waxed philosophical, the human race was untimely, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical reason before the accessibility of giving birth mastery ; but no longer.

The birds and the bees talk, mother to daughter, Father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make to a greater extent horse sense, female parent to son, a char who could explicate and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a secure and considerate lover ? And a beginner to his daughter, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teenager across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

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

I took my manus back, her hocus-pocus on my digit. I brought it to my sass ; lulu and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grinning on my face.

I awoke to the flavour of coffee percolating and 1st Baron Verulam frying. Joanie stuck her straits into the bedchamber,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of java and a plateful on Sir Francis Bacon, orchis and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for endure night Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

She lifted her gown and leaned forward displaying her rear end and a bit more.

"cutaneous senses me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the early colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my laurel wreath on her sorely abused bottom.

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

"Daddy, 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 think I've got a cute hindquarters ? I think it's too big."

What could I say, Marcie, my departed married woman was a cunning Irish whisky lass, short, a niggling pudgy and soft with hemangioma simplex blond tomentum, full white meat and a plump rear ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My mind wandered and I began to get an erecting remembering. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to depart a pink hand mark or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the perfect posterior, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

"Are you Daddy, are you going to larrup me ?"

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you retrieve you deserve 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 scared in that car I'm glad the law stopped us, I was never so glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

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

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

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

"Way, way over my forefront. Almost as soon as we left the company they fired up a match of articulation then the guy in the back behind with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na own himself some fresh young white puss. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my white meat. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussycat, too. That guy said, ‘ the pits yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me check, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black prick tear up that bitch's Edward White ass.'He was trying to tear my trouser off when we got tear over."

"You were favorable the bull showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that position, what were you thinking ?"

"Daddy, they were going to violate me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch. papa, 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 lady friend was going to get her bang 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 terminus, deflowered."

I knew she was a virgin, my probing finger the dark before had explored her vagina. She was squiffy and I'd felt her virginal membrane but for now I thought it right 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 gown, her pajamas and panties were in her paw as she climbed the run to the loft.

Half way up she turned her head, our eyes met and she gave me a slight smile,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in loose fitting boxers, tee shirt and a pair of sneakers ; I was waiting at the bottom 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 pass the conversation. It had been a horrific 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 fear had been transferred to another share of her anatomy. He'd saved her pure twat but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent appraisal of her dilemma, as last Nox had proven.

"God, I was so dolt, so beshrew stupid ; pop, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're Young. Unfortunately, young people make stupid mistakes but that's a big part of learning, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever take place again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a escape of duck's egg coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a minuscule late for their northward migration, it was too soon June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a patch of supergrass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her chief on my lap.

The serenity of the morning, the kiss of the gentle sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's straits. 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 sensual ambition, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her haircloth. She looked up with her pretty green middle 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 hail off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her oral cavity she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My Little Princess might be a virgin but it was apparent that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her punishment because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her evident by participation with fellatio made me marvel just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a easy swat on her rear, saying,"Come on, let's get back to the cabin. It's time for your drug test."

"Oh Daddy, are you going to progress to me pee in a cup again ?"

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

rachis inside I told her to go into the john and get ready while I got her cup and trial run strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and step-in around her ankle. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her wearable I tested her urine. Still registering hemp but not as mellow as the day before. I led her to the sleeping room and sat on my spanking chair.

She started to plead,"Daddy, delight don't spank me again."

I was holding her by the coxa, I unzipped her trunks and let them strike to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na spank every day that you continue to prove positive degree for marijuana. Not like yesterday but still you'll feel it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

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

"Will you hold me pappa ?"She asked.

"Of row Princess."

I helped her to stand up, 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 intimately to ignore.

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

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

I had to retrieve how to reply, finally I said,"I guess former affair were more of import to me."

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

"Well, you did feature your moments."

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

"Joanie, you'll always be my young lady, you're my Little Princess."

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"wellspring, don't you ?"

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

"My sleeping accommodation's next to yours, I could hear through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

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

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

Even with their rather inner military position watched her redden in plethora, then she whispered,"Daddy, I knew what you two were doing. The internet, you know."

"And ?"

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

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

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porno star size. He was a little over 7 ½ inches and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the saint clock time to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been geezerhood since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the alteration in him, she could palpate his erection climbing against her.

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

"Probably a fiddling,"he replied."Do you desire to encounter out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"tactile sensation me Daddy, please concern me."

Her white meat were milky Edward Douglas White Jr. 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 tit then the other Joanie her first coming not brought by her own hand. His deal cupped her plump tail as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to get together him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

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

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting immunity from her maidenhead he told her,"This may injure baby."

He thrust forward. He felt her tender virginal membrane bout, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

Rob was glad he'd given Joanie a dyad of coming with his tongue, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to loose and go for the invasion of her immature consistence. Her pegleg wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to meet his strokes. speech sound emanated from trench in her throat as she cooed.

"Fuck me Daddy, jazz your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me good, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and dissolute Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six eld of pent-up semen into her, bathing her cervix uteri, migrating into her fallopian tubes, searching for a fertile egg.

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

"We'll go into town to the chemist's and get some of the design B pills this good afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"Good. I do need to have 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.

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

"Sit on me and claim 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 white meat, her poofie little tummy, her reddish gold silken pelt and, most of all her alluring look smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me pop, it makes me experience like a woman. Am I your woman now ?"

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything dada, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had luncheon, picked up a few to a greater extent food market and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several architectural plan B pills and some scented lubricant. The anovulatory drug for contiguous use, of course but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my woman more was in memory as far as her sexual educational activity was concerned. I'd always had a orientation for anal sex, riding my female child 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 stop consonant gap measure, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an grownup doctor, she'd only ever seen her pediatrician ; once home I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our expanse. I had Joanie earphone to puddle her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able-bodied to get an date for the comply day. The Dr. let her cognize that she would be doing a complete physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd want to bathe before we left and that she should weary clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude sculpture during the exam. Most would be routine, checking her heart beat, ears, nose, throat and eye then it would turn more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might cohere her fingers up my butt, ungh."

true statement be told, Rob hoped a rectal would be included, he wanted to see how Joanie would oppose to anal retentive penetration.

Joanie was as anxious as a foresighted tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the doctor's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, nose, pharynx, etc. then a breast exam before the pelvic.

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

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

As the Doctor of the Church withdrew her digit and shed her baseball mitt she gave Joanie a grinning.

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

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

Gently the Dr. rubbed her stomach saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be assuage, I won't damage you, I promise."

She gloved up and visually inspected Joanie's anus for hemorrhoid or lesion then got one fresh glove.

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

As she talked the doctor 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 fingerbreadth slid in.

Completing the exam the doctor handed her several tissue, saying,"Maybe you'd like to ill-treat into the bathroom and clean up while I get your new IUD."

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointee for two workweek hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the tabulator pain reliever ; Phenaphen, Motrin or such and reside a bit.

On the drive home 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 examination was.

"I mean pop, she had her finger's breadth up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and neck from the back side of meat, 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 Daddy, I don't mind when you do it."

We'd left former for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her morning routine. 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 fighting she should be off the bait for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low stage 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.

"pop, I'm getting the spasm like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you need 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 make to keep my finger in you ‘ til your muscles grip them and influence them up in you, ok ?"

My digit 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 take a nap and let the Datril do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to own my sister and live as my wife. She was xviii and I was forty-one, we could have respective minor if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college teaching, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my fan if she could pass my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's penetration and my dick 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.

"feel practiced Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we wreak 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 fit out, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of light-colored slippers she was nude person under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her chest and mouth,"Daddy's dessert,"as I took one then the other between my lips.

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

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a second and third. As I brought her off for the forth sentence she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a painful delight. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a second. Her best-loved position.

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

She was out of breathing time as she crawled up next to me.

"That was fun pop,"she told me.

I let her rest and convalesce 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 red coral pink,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the consummate snatch, damn this tactile property so in force. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to rest harder, more rapidly.

"You're in further Daddy, God you're stretching me. It hurts a petty 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 hinge upon her even harder.

Her normal auditory sensation had changed. She was panting like a pocket-size gripe being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her snatch with the fucking of her animation then with a holler he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her battered body, caressing her side of meat and tail, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to fuck me to last, you felt so big in me. My pitiable little twat's so sore but at least I know what Morgana got."

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

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

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

"What do you stand for, ‘ finish,'what were you doing with her ?"

Rob gave first one then the former of her plump cheeks a power play,"form it out Princess."

As he traced a single finger along her go he saw the actualisation and fear flashing in her eyes.

"papa, 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 papa, God it would be so icky and mussy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"grooming mostly, she'd make herself clean and we'd use deal of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the night before then enemas various minute before."

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

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how a great deal I like anal retentive sex. She got a trivial pain from it but, like you, she likes a piffling bit of annoyance 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 take your big hammer up in my belly."

They dropped the issue and over the next two calendar week zilch more was said. Their sex lifespan was shop and active, exploring various berth. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from posterior. She liked the feel of the additional column 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 relax. He spent a lot of time on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

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

The first clip he slid up on her back and ran his cock along her crack, touching her she was so frightened she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to enter you. Slowly he ran his peter up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

With the heading 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 Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

He now knew, she would eventually deliver. Slowly she was accepting anal attention and getting pleasance from it.

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

On the way abode from the Doctor of the Church's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the qualification for a salad. That was going to be tonight's supper.

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

After their light supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. unwritten then cowgirl followed by a dense tender missionary. He ignored her merchant ship and they ended the eve spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

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

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an ominous touch. She was wearing only her skidder, a pair of panties and her robe.

The salad last night, the stewed 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 clyster would be next.

"dada,"she rasped.

As he turned to take care at her he saw her fear ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her slipper, panty and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedchamber from the Bath. She heard H2O running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full 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,"cum on Princess, it's time."

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

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

"I want my robe,"she said.

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

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

She felt him touch on her, the chill of the lube as he fingered her hole.

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

After five bulb she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her belly working the water 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 potty then left so she could empty privately.

He could hear the splash of fecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his little lady friend's moan. When it was finally subdued and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A second five electric-light bulb enema followed by a tierce and finally a small three lightbulb introduction and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a uninfected robe and scanty for her while she was in the john. Another immediate bath and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just residue Princess,"he said.

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

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

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

He hesitated, should he tell her the Sojourner Truth ? If nothing else he was always honest with her.

"Princess, noon will be the initiatory clock time. We're going to do it four or five times over the grade of the day."

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

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to rest but in her exhausted 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 whine but then she felt his lovely 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 pick up the lubricant from the pillow.

start one finger's breadth then two in her, pushing the lubricating substance deep into her and stretching her sphincters then more lubricant. He helped her to lie succeeding to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

"You've got plenty of lube. Remember how the doctor had you push down when she put her finger in you ? I want you to do the Same matter. When you feel me insistence against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery representative 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 stomach and I'll lie on your dorsum. That's the light way for the girl and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her articulatio coxae and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her fracture various meter then guided it to her opening.

"Push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head teacher of his cock split her sphincters and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the pornography films Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the first of what she knew would be many moans, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to relax. Christ, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet mitt gripping me. You're the best 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 tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to accommodate his girth. That's why he wanted her several meter this offset 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 squirm out from under him.

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

It happened nearly every clock time with an unschooled anal retentive virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the sewer, she had to prompt her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no feeling in the cosmos like a Cy Young young woman's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight travelling bag of her sphincter muscles squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to resist him. It would always be tremendous but it would never be quite the same. She'd be light each future tense fourth dimension. That wasn't all bad, she would be learn how to bend those muscles to squeeze and masturbate him and he could wager a little rougher.

"Tighten up, squeeze me, help 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 heart rate spewed into her, he thought he'd never check 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 cream pie.

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

"I love you, you know. Am I your woman now ?"

He kissed her eyes and then her rim,"Yes you're my womanhood 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 pain but, in truth, the anticipation was worse than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the thunder mug for a little while then put a pair of panties on and total lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a while and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her pass on his chest of drawers and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really mean it ?"

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

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"Other miss ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her minor little cigarette, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump bottomland, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was overjealous but no Sir Thomas More. I'm your female child now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just think 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 hips he said,"We're going to try a different position this time."He rolled her onto her back with her hips on the pillow so that her underside was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your pretty face,"he told her as he added a little lubricant, she was still pretty slick from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her leg and asked her to pull them back toward her chest, adding,"Remember to promote when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"button 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.

"Feel the fullness again Princess ?"

A anguish,"Unhuh,"rasped from deep 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 boob and leaned forward to kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of boob, with her soft Patrick Victor Martindale White breadbasket and golden curls ; I could just eat you up."

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

"Joanie, have you ever pleasured yourself with your finger's breadth ?"

"Daddddddddy, what kind of a question is that. God, even in this office you can embarrass me."

Rob took her helping hand and guided it between her legs.

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

Reaching down he opened her sassing, at the top her button was glistening, he directed her fingers saying,"rub."

After several fortuity Joanie was rubbing herself in beat with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her strait changed from exclusively moan to throaty groan interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her eyes and a small grin played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

Joanie's trunk trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own succus were flooding out in one of the inviolable sexual climax she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her digit 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 little slit's for certain happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and kale slaw Joanie said,"That position was kind of neat, how we could ascertain each other's faces, see each early's eyes. Is that your favourite position ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my preferent is girl under on her knee joint, 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 little like that, I like letting her feeling my force, all of my length and cinch, giving her a rough 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 ready for that. I like to play hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The wait wasn't long. He took her manus and led her back to the sleeping accommodation. She stepped out of her slider, 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 hoop was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was evident as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her binding but without the pillow. Lifting her branch he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full feeling in her intestine before slowly pumping her a few metre then he started to reverse her.

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

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

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a small smile appear on his lips.

He continued to moderate her scurvy 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 paunch, she could find it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's alive and hungry for some more Princess. Now give yourself some finger and maybe we can get off together."

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a slight and come back. I want a some of my Princess sweet ; put on a niggling makeup, lipstick and eye lining, 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 back when she returned.

"Sit on my thorax facing me,"he directed.

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her jolly pink pussy was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

Accompanied by her ohs, ahs, coos and Oh my divinity, he tongued her for over ten proceedings before he sucked the deep red red tip of her clit between her lips.

She couldn't keep her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his chief and pounded her pussy against his lips until she came with a rush and gush of tasty, tangy peach tree flavored miss juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"wellspring, take the thing off the bureau and lean the mirror a little, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head board and reclined against it with his wooden leg extended.

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

"All of me but not much of you."

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

He fingered her not quite so cockeyed little ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingers up my trivial butt joint hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal setback cowgirl. I want you to tear your knee joint 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 principal in her she sat down with a slight moan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, be given forward just a little, I want to see me in you, let me admire your fantastical ass. tantalize me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her coxa and let her sway and heart on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly stochasticity of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

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

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

"Lie flat and move around so you can see your face. You won't be capable to see a lot of me going into you but you can take in your smile."

"right hand,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the best view.

"We're going to do it like we did the first metre,"as he straddled her hips.

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

"Push Princess."

She was still quite loaded but it was getting easygoing each time.

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

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

"flavor full Princess ?"

"Yes, so wide, so full."

"Does it sense well ?"

"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 penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able-bodied to feel me."

Once her handwriting was in shoes he scooted high-pitched on her back so his incursion was more toward her figurehead ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you dad, I can feel you."

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her crack wider, going deeper than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her deep, hard and loyal for respective minutes. He moans had bend to lament, her sobs to a wailing cry as her binge flowed.

"squeeze play me, serve me cum and it will be over,"he instructed.

She tightened down as honest she could, it was difficult with the hard drive fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heat as he roared and his semen flooded her bowel.

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

He lay beside her expecting her to get along into his arm, instead she curled into the fetal position with her binding to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a low mouthful of what crude maneuver is like."

"That was a little predilection ? I don't want a phonograph record to the full, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her tomentum was a dishevel tidy sum, her middle were swollen and tear stained trailing black stripe over her font where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"seed here and let me hold up you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a taste, what's the"Full Monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an hour or more than, that was LE than five minutes."

"Then that's what I want red cent it, I want to watch you do that to Morgana."

"That's pretty yucky, 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 office managing director, an important 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 someone else take it."

"God young lady, what do you want."

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

Rob dropped it, it was obvious that Joanie's abhorrence 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 spot. He'd taken her from buttocks, his work force fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the fifth part prison term that day and was still in her as they drifted into an spent sleep.

They spent the proportion of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two days, he suggested it would be gentle with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that mesmerism. 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 possible spatial relation except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be part of their own repertory, full stop, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all sire and daughter but where was their intimate soldering going. Joanie wanted to endure as Rob's wife and have his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more eff and loved partner. He could run his byplay from a phone and computer from their modest cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real plus to her don business. Rob decided he'd give her a lift and a 10 % share of the business organisation to retain to run their city office. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Robert Nathan Birnbaum : The Charles Herbert Best laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish adage : Man program, God laughs.

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

"Rob, I think there is a trouble. It's not something I want to get into over the sound but I'd like to meet with you face to face at your earliest convenience, when are you planning to return ?"

"I'll be back tomorrow evening late then I'm meeting with Morgana in the daybreak, how about dejeuner ?"

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

"If you think that's beneficial, surely, we can. need breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the well Jewish deli in townsfolk. 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 have it away what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

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

"Yeah, for sure Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the only loss I can identify, 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 much you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her to a greater extent responsibility along with more money and a percentage of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The law are, of trend an option or you could terminate her. Why not talk to her first, bump out what happened, why she did it then decide 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 stop lost in thought, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plans. Finally, he came to a conclusion. Maybe he could scavenge Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her reaction ; tonight.

He took out his mobile phone phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's occur up ; I won't be able-bodied to make it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a bottle of wine and break by your shoes around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even play a little, you think ?"

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

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

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

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

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may delay our plans, I hope not but I'm get together with Morgana this eventide to discuss things. I'll be recent getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

She had a perplexed aspect on her brass,"My wish"…then the clear went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

Over the course of action 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 previous, ringing her doorbell at eight-ten. She answered with a smile.

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, bone mid-heeled pumps, a albumen 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 wage increase ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"moldiness have."

He offered up a bottle of a delicately Chardonnay,"Shall we have a chicken feed ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was scatterbrained and girlish in a way a forty-three year old adult female shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the true statement be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a date until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with shabu. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did give her valedictorian and get her a full-of-the-moon ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I consume the Big Eight firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a skipper in accounting and was moving up in the human beings ; and she was smitten.

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

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a lilliputian smiling,"So you're a Masters, too. Mine's from Columbia, my bachelor is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're good, right ?"

"Of row I'm dangerous Mr. lord, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Timothy Leary, how practically money do you command in the assailable marketplace ?"

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

"Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the table but a humble 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 nursemaid and if you could do some body of work with my company on the accounting slope I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Timothy Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by flavor she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a pond. She wasn't a virgin, one terrible experience in high school but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so stymy, he had a lilliputian grin on his face, he took her hand and kissed the rear like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

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

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

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a foolish char, at to the lowest degree she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her sleep with what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the fragrance of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, take off your panties and bring in them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a advanced President Washington apple but when they walked out her step-in were his memento. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The succeeding day her near lilliputian consistence ached all over. He'd fucked her every way conceivable, spanked her and ended the eventide by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the next Mon morning. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

She finished the conclusion of her wine and asked,"Care for more Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to let the cat out of the bag, don't you ?"

"What do you mean 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 answer, 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 eyes teared.

He knew she was about to lose controller. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bathroom and dropped her low-pitched clothing.

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

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

He took a pad of crapper 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 trivial 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 gasp 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 days, I can't remember anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we bring in the constabulary ? Should I give the sack you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

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

"Ok, let's adopt the cops off the table, you think I should fire you then ?"

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go suicidal 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 tribe, 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 world he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business ace. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key language, words she'd understand.

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

A light-headed came into her middle,"Robbie what do with your bad girls. What do you do when Joanie is a bad fille ?"

"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 work here."

He took a few import appearing to contemplate 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 come over every Saturday 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 ease, 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 check to that ?"

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

With his give script he picked up the little valise he'd brought while with his right 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 vanity there was a alright straight person backed chairperson, nonesuch for the matter at mitt. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket crown off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her long sleeved blouse then down the strawman before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s svelte cleaning woman, her bosom were minor and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were small and miserly as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"stone's throw out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful pearl pumps with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist dance band of her trouser and let them fall.

He told her to maltreat out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in ivory second joint highs and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the toilet not to hanker before he saw that she might embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her panties and seated her. It wasn't a menstruation, rather a squirt, small fry, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

He opened his causa 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 take them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the encounter. Did you have your enema ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering vox 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 want me to stay the nighttime Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a shot, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the secondment, one-third, onward, maybe one-tenth battered her. Her picayune butt, so lowly, so slopped, his hired man covered both boldness, she was in tears. Morgana O'Tim Leary was a right young woman, she'd never been spanked in her lifetime ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the tenth part blow. Then, over her panties she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to run into his touch and came explosively.

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

meter for some more, he said, as he began to spank. anatomy on material body 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 fly the coop but her minor body was easily to bear. With just his left hand on the humble of her vertebral column he held her in place until she'd ceased her combat, he gave her four or five more house spanks then, with her sex cupped with his decent hand and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her irregular orgasm

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

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

Hands gripped her constringe hip joint lifting her to her genu, hands parted her diminished nether face, pressure against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"energy Morg."

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

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

It hurt like flack but, yes, she did like it, six geezerhood 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 rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to bust up her, he was going to bonk her pretty arduous but she'd be capable to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

"Morg, smasher, 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 nascence ascendancy ?"

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

"I'm going to do it you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. Tell me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to larrup you, fuck you then savour your sweet tiny ass."

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

"Not as knockout 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 nuzzle against him, in malice of the jumpy 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 learn some meter to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real issuing although I do wait it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 1700 from your female parent, you know."

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

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as tight as a Pres Young fille, rigorous than Joanie as she moaned,

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

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

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

Then, with her nose twitch like a bunny girl cony, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can smell her all over you, God her sex stinks."

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

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

"Settle down Joanie, those green oculus of jealousy you're showing are about to gain you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and suffer coffee and I'll differentiate you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"dad, she stole from you, of course you should terminate her."

"That could put a substantial crimp in our plans, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these ramifications,"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 stick and cultivated carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet with her each Saturday night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to cue her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

"That doesn't make mother wit, how for me ?"

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enema in preparation. That day I'm going to tell her to pass over them, that I want to contribute her a all over dry wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll call for her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requisite three 60 minutes. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny little fundament being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her lilliputian breasts and childlike coxa across her dada's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a footling of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor cleaning woman would be wrecked. Two diverging view struck her. In spite of her animus toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, second, she was going to sustain a video recorder with her so she could film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, prison term dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday Night he was away. She hated that he came home with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their home had an interesting feature. The master sleeping room's heavy walk-in loo was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the sleeping quarters and a secondly entryway from the bathroom. She could drop dead in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a minuscule but well-situated chairperson so that she had an unobstructed sight line to the bed. Her video camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. And now time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her compliments. 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 workweek, days away from her initiation. prison term was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her step-in coming off, her cute full bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful speech sound of rough sex. In truth, 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 examination installment.

Joanie's tum was a hole, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of looseness of the bowels and a faint bladder, she'd peed four multiplication before the bell rang.

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

Morgana was wearing a wellspring cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little overnight eccentric, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her responsibility, she was beaming like a high shoal girl on her first date with the football star.

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

"Sweet Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a serial of enemas until the water runs clear. I want your rectum and colons completely empty, I thought we could have a dainty long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pale lavender, Rob took her crown off, folded it and lay it on the professorship. Then an ivory eggshell came over her forefront. Her brassiere was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no more than a span of fried egg capped with eraser sized rose mamilla. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"footstep out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her shell, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the waist of her morass and let them fall, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other items on the chair.

Her pantie were the same pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a nestling size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a bingle cheek of her plump bottomland. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely tiny Morgana was. Her fumble 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 piddling lubricant,"he said as he spread her buttock. As his finger slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulb each fourth dimension, could this tiny adult female 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 water way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the water, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the water was forced deeper into her bowels.

Finally he helped her to brook, she was knack like an old cleaning lady, holding her stomach and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

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

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's bowels emptied. Gas, feces and moans escaped, it lasted for to a greater extent 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.

terzetto seance 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 prosperous for a few minutes, then I'll break 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 bear on,"your spanking."

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

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

He took her clothing from the hot seat, laid her thing on the bed then positioned the chairwoman so Joanie's view of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"semen here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into locating and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her coxa, displaying her bottom of the inning. He laid his hand on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

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

crevice, cranny, go. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was stiff enough to bring tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to nullify the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide assailable. Her private parts, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was diminished, a poor slit completely containing her labia, she was still a schoolgirlish pink. The snappy ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her handwriting was down the figurehead of her shorts and her panty were soaked. She was breathing so toilsome that she feared that Morgana would hear.

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

After they'd left hand for lunch Joanie changed her panties and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some ways it nearly took her breathing place away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and film her Daddy with her ; and more importantly, would she want to observe ?

Show time, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the ringlet in the social movement door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for lunch Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner party last night and breakfast this morning, just for you."

"wellspring ravisher, 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 piece by piece removed her cute lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender inning. He took her with his sassing. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screams of hug drug as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant advantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulse of female seminal fluid erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's boldness, no infernal wonderment he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her button 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 sexual climax, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her manus, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her tight little impudence, as first one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed Thomas More of the lubricating substance into her. Laying the tube-shaped structure aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her knees, her thorax on the mattress, her face turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips heights in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's hips and bottom then moved up against her. His genus Phallus looked immense, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the oral sex seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight minuscule initiative, she heard the Good Book,"push button Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

As he always did with her, her dad paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the painful joy of a stretched and filled rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or XV mo. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knees behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his foot up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her hips, changing his angle of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a earsplitting stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the mournful wail escape from the other woman.

He was plowing into her hard and libertine like a pile driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to get away but to no avail, he held her consistency in its tucked emplacement as he pushed down on the small of her back forcing her pelvis even higher.

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

With the next awesome jab into her eubstance, 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 tearing Assault on the small woman. Finally, with a roaring, she watched as her papa poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to sleep together her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her television camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped undecided with seed dripping from her. At finale he lowered her to the mattress on the verge of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a strong washcloth then, from her little nightlong eccentric he got a impertinent couple of cotton plant step-in then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her brow with the fabric then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton panties on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A solid lot more, God pappa, I'm sick and scared. assist me, please,"she said as she handed him two More of the sedative suppositories, lowered her boxers and panties 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 base on balls from the room. Maybe a small compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might require to make unnecessary some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

Joanie climbed into the client bed, Morgana was out to the world. She gathered her into her munition and kissed her cheek.

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

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an hour before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The number 1 thing 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 have stopped it, but I don't judgment, it felt nice."

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

"I've never been with a charwoman, 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 breast ?"

"No, we just touched each early's white meat, cipher at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the thinned little pussycat imaginable ; like a little girl's. So small, bully and pink."

"Oh inferno Joanie, everything about me is like a little lady friend's."

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

Morgana didn't solvent but Joanie spread her peg,"surface me Morgana."

Slowly Morgana's hand moved toward her although their optic remained locked.

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

As her digit began to rub and examine Joanie's breathing changed.

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was manifest, too.

"More than on my digit, I'd like it on my lips."

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

"gustatory modality me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry footling tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, softer skin senses ; womanly almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm hint, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your low gear taste of girl cum Mo,"as her consistence trembled in orgasm.

That magic clapper went to her flow like a kitten to warm Milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked grin, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep these scanty on until I can sit on the potty for a while, I've got a butt full of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your fault, 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 sure I can walk yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my tummy 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 overjealous of you, I hated you but I don't anymore. I mean, we could plowshare him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could share if you want."

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past respective workweek he spent Saturday with you, we could work out daytime and when you're having your full point I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would work out, don't you agree ?"

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

"I think it's a marvelous mind but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your break ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a second or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a small taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a tenacious metre 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 embarrassed, you watched me crying and all ?"

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

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

"Why don't we trade blank space, I'd like a skinny look."

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

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

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

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

"Mo, I want kids, his nipper. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could be here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our bedroom 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 offer he can't refuse."

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the pussy he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms E of the Mississippi both available in two sizes."

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

"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 more 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 watch 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 desire 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 inaugural token on Joanie's bucketful leaning tasted a picayune like salty citrous fruit, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic auditory sensation 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 rice pilaff, mixed summer squash vine and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"dad could we have a Methedrine of wine and go out by the pool, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

Both the lady friend were anxious, squirming in their president, trying to begin the conversation in scene and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's starting time with you. What do you desire ?"

"pappa, Mo and I were talking. I want you to know, I'm not green-eyed of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how practically you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, unlike soundbox 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 torso and since miscellany is the spice of life story, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and yell is it."

"Yes dad,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nervus."We thought Mo could rent out her house and motion in with us.

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the babies. 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 like to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the approximation of having both the great little sports car that was Morgana and the lucullan luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd possess a trivial fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorus,"well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your consistence as currentness, is that fair ?"

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would kip where ?"

"Mo and I would each have our own rooms. You could opt who was to come 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 division of responsibilities for the interior of the mansion, I'll take tutelage of the outside areas and the pond, fair enough ?"

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

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's font fell and Mo could interpret the fear in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been correct, her rough ride would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

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

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

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

He got up, carried his glass into the kitchen then said,"cum ladies, 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 get a good view of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, fall and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to invite a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whack on your panties and then an indeterminate number on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to share my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climb into bed. Joanie, choose off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavily white meat required the livelihood but today was an elision. As her jersey came off her vauntingly nippled, hard breasts came into eyeshot. Rob took a here and now to look up to them, thinking he might ask to titty have intercourse his girl soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"semen fold over my lap,"he directed.

Once in shoes she received ten rapid swats, five on each cheek.

"Stand up and drop your trunks Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The footstep was more calculated, the apoplexy firmer as ten fell on her pantied undersurface.

These had caught her tending, 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 articulatio coxae to meet his caresses. He went between her stage, stroking her privates until her ventilation had changed with arousal.

"rise your articulatio coxae and let me get your step-in off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

offer, the explosive sound and searing bunco of flesh on flesh.

"One."

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"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in tears, two more than for soundly measure.

"Fourteen."

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

With his unoccupied hired man he smoothed her hairsbreadth and massaged her shoulder. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

"That's a skilful young lady Princess, cum for Daddy,"as she had a small orgasm.

He let her reside for a few hour then said,"Ok, into bed with you."

"Can I birth my step-in back pa,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, come outdoor stage in nominal head 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 scanty and then however many are required on the bare physique to attain the in demand result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a demarcation from Joanie, Morgana's unconditional pectus with little brown nipples.

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and choose your underdrawers off Morgana.

Edward Douglas White Jr. cotton, just what he'd told her to bring in her overnight sheath. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a arcsecond spanking, this was one abused bottom.

He gave her ten fast unity on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for several arcminute before saying,"Lift your articulatio coxae for me Morg so I can get your panty off."

She was still pink from her originally spanking.

"Joanie, numeration them."

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"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 whisper,"I think your petite little bottom is delectable. Do you think you could consider me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. Fuck me any time and any way you want."

"Ok most of the night I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her pussy, but I'll end with you."

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

"Why would you retrieve that ?"

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

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

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

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

The wench wanted him in the middle but he deferred, it was Mo on one slope, Jo in the middle and Rob on the other side of meat. He wanted to be able to get to Jo without encumbrance.

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It was like a school girl slumber party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's au naturel bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric try at poetry that imparted to him a gem of selective information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and salt or a burnt umber malt, which does a little girl find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of amercement snatch ( as if there is any other kind ). As an exercise Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloup while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus and table salt. No question, this pair had become a bit more than allies, he'd need to keep that in mind.

Rob let them play for about half an hr then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to rub down her breasts. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could experience his erection against her bottom.

"Monday call your doc up by the cabin, get a good word for mortal down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's go a kin, OK Princess ?"

He could get a line the joy in her vox as she said,"Oh Daddy, I want your child so much."

"trade good Princess, I wanted loads of nestling, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breasts full moon, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the ominous implications when her dada said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're fraught but we still have at to the lowest degree Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her back then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact Lucille Ball with her titty forced to the mattress and her hip joint elevated. He pressed down on the pocket-size of her back so that she elevated her sex organs like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a somewhat rough ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was patent he preferred this power position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough with her, but not this metre, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a tune up for Sun, and on 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 Mutt and Jeff or something, me big her tiny."

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become friends, but now you and I need to change places I promised Morg a petty activeness tonight."

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

He fondled her tiny breasts until her mammilla stiffened then he lowered the seat of her pantie and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his pet variety, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

"Aren't you going to demand my panties off ?"

"Nope, I want you to taunt your clitoris with your fingers while I play with your knocker and fuck your cute little behind ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to put on her like she's a fresh untried filly then turn on her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a impertinent untried filly, I'm an experienced mare and it was still all I could assume. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've maturate 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 have to do with this conversation ?"

"Joanie's little ditty, you know…'citrus tree and salt or cocoa malt liquor,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus and salt and do you sleep with what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great deal of trueness in that vocalization, now give me a footling military action, I'm set to cum."

The girls were up by eight the following morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was illumination, moth-eaten cereal, pledge and fruit juice accompanied by burnt umber. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slipper, evidentially deciding there was no pauperization to get dressed just to peel for her enema. Although the day was sunny and pollyannaish, 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 lay off at the drug store and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

After he'd left the girls remained in the kitchen talking.

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the pail of fond piss, the syringe and the lubricant. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the clyster syringe nozzle in the piss and squeeze play then departure. The medulla oblongata will satiate with water. Then you put the honker in me and twitch. Don't acquittance it, though or the cheating weewee will make full the bulb. overstretch it out and repeat the summons. I usually get five bulbs broad three multiplication before I'm empty."

"Do you desire to get started babe,"Mo asked as she took Jo's paw and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the water pail and got the syringe and lube. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous squirts, not the gushing flow of a full bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her scanty on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

The enema went well. Five bulbs then Jo's tummy massage. She was giving instructions right along.

"seminal fluid on Mo, use a circular gesture with enough pressure sensation to work the body of water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Deliverer that spasm hurt. Take me to the potty."

"Lay there and be pipe down 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 bathroom for Jo.

"Let's use some fresh reek bathing tub oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with body lotion, brush your hairsbreadth and apply some unclouded make-up. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought gabardine slippers, Andrew Dickson White thigh high up stockings, gabardine lacy fancy panties and a Edward D. White satin robe. Does that meet your approval ?"

"I think you'll be drop deadened 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 bootie right now. Maybe a glass of white wine ?"

She was sipping her secondment glass when her Daddy came in.

He saw that she'd dressed and made herself up. He took her hand and helped her to stand saying,"God Joanie, you truly are my Little Princess, you're beautiful,"as he kissed her.

"Why don't you finish your wine-colored while I grab a quick shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the behind as he passed,"Did you occupy good care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it easy on your little filly, ok ?"

When he came back he, too was wearing just a gown and slippers.

He took Joanie's hand to lead her to the chamber, 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 bathroom but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you recall how panic-struck of anal retentive sex before I took you the first time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the reality. We both know what's going to come about a little later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the anticipation will be unsound than the reality."

"But dada, I saw what happened to Mo."

"And she was back and sexual active voice by that evening, right ?"

"dada, you're going to hurt me, aren't you ?"

"I imagine you'll experience some botheration, yes, I won't lie to you."

"pa, what are you going to do to me ?"

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, several orgasm, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another sexual climax. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to form me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final doubtfulness, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her panty back in topographic point,"Come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedchamber Joanie was certainly she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh high gear but the pantie were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her scanty down she was surprised when he asked,"Do you want to retain your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

"By the way Princess, I like the trim."

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden pelt was now nicely shaped and neat, not the violent bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own robe, kicked off his slipper and, taking her into his implements of war folded them down to the mattress.

kiss, sweet shared breaths, tasting natural language, then breasts, gently caressed, pap sucked and teased, subdued breadbasket, neatly trimmed mons veneris Veneris then ambrosia. dish, the odour, the taste, laving her liquidity slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His lips suck it in, his clapper teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her body, her reed organ clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then turn as her womanly juice erupt from her. Her pappa gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

She hears herself,"No more, Daddy, Oh God, I can't proceeds 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 days it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forgotten the television tv camera recording her every minute, bury what awaits. Right now she's the happiest girl in the world as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grinning paints her face as her body quivers 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.

assuredness, slick, fingers probing her, and more lubricant, her pa's voice, just loosen Princess as his early hand fortuity her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll help you get into position Princess. We'll get-go slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes to feel the richness then I'll scratch line to pump you."

"pop, I'm scared and you never did suffice my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

"You made Morgana cry, are you going to prepare me cry, too ?"

He could experience answered, yes, he would defecate 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 knees, gravid, now lean forward and put your chest on the mattress, close up your arms and rest your header on your arms, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder joint, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the small-scale of her dorsum so that her rosehip and crotch were elevated, then spread her stage just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several time before. From that perspective she knew what to look when she heard,

"push Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's hip joint flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscleman, the groan as Mo saw Rob's cock 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 move her bowels, so wide-cut, she'd look so very full.

Slowly he began to stroke. Joanie provided the sound effects.

Un, un, un, un with each forward motion. He continued at that rate, in that beat for about ten minutes.

Then he changed the pace, a short faster, a petty harder ; her sounds changed, too. Louder, she was feeling it more,"Ungh, ungh, ungh,"with each stroke.

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately hard shag, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her rachis to arch, forcing her rear end higher, better exposing her sex electronic organ and anus, then he spread her cheeks adding another inch that he could penetrate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to keep an eye on. She knew what Joanie was about to experience.

Her wail was hapless as he rammed her again and again. His hammer was deeper than it had ever been, stretching Virgo the Virgin tissue, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, pappa, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one Brobdingnagian sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, bleak lead down her boldness, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed hair a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous roar as pulse after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping undetermined, cum was draining out over the lips of her cunt. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the room plaintive whimper and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the water closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to film guardianship of her Morg ? Get her a twain of cotton panties to try to control the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Tylenol for botheration and two of her sedatives to help oneself her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash textile and the panties. She wiped her boldness and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton legal brief. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medicament then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. 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 injure 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 grating ride. He decided not to discuss this with the females, Joanie would finger completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the chamber. Both of them were clad in only panties. Morgana was holding Joanie to her bosom as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hairsbreadth was brushed but she was deform, holding her venter and walking on shaky pegleg. Morgana was helping to support her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we have a glass of wine Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a glass of a crisp Pinot Chardonnay along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a little residue. She wants us all to catch some Z's together."

"That's fine with me."

"I don't bang how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure enough I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can be intimate her again later, like you did me."

"Princess, you don't have anything to prove to me,"her Daddy told her.

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your girl, your footling Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to feel you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a small wistful smile, in a gross understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the vino and made an early evening of it.

"Daddy, can I sleep in the midriff. 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 log Z's. Rob's pecker was back in Joanie's posterior and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a little wonky the next morning time but she made the call to the woman's doctor and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the next available appointment was six weeks hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take aim out her own IUD, not recommended for for certain but possible. Just find the strings and slowly and gently pull until the little plastic gimmick pops free.

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the string and pulled it out. There was a footling spotting of blood but aught more.

"Thanks Mo, that wasn't bad at all. Now, let me look at yours out ; maybe we both can get preggers, what do you think ?"

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a pair of fertile female, yes ?"

"wellspring, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be yesteryear 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 buy at but nearly always vaginal in the missioner position.

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbaceous plant to increase his semen and sperm yield and after sex he would bide in them as long as possible to melt off leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second catamenia and began to abide from swollen breast, morning sickness and constipation they ran two home pregnancy mental testing. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her get-go appointment with her new OB/GYN.

It was almost like the gestation was shared three room, with Mo functioning more like a female parent than a friend. They kept up their enema regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the one-eighth month but Mo's would carry on unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her sign, she now lived permanently with them. Most night Rob would subscribe 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 gracious sister bump, even beginning to experience a little campaign. 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 summer maternalism smock and strappy clean sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of Edward D. White wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little glass of wine-colored, what could it hurt.

Her dad provided the answer. He came home unexpectedly and saw her shabu of wine. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

Walking over to her and taking her helping hand he said,"Young Lady, make out with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

heterosexual person to the spanking chair.

Bending her over his lap he said,"You know better."

He had to spread his legs to accommodate protrusion, 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 count,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fast and business firm on the seat of her cute little smock then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity panties and then they were down around her knees.

"count for us Mo,"he said as his hired hand produced a sharp crack.

"One."

"Two, three, four five and six followed."

Seven months fraught she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go stand in the corner while you hold your dress 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 methamphetamine of wine-coloured with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a fast ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten more than on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a foresighted clock time. The tears didn't flow until she'd absorbed XVII thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, pull your pantie up, I don't want you to tripper. Morgana, you can have your panties back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY Jelly. Morg's crocked lilliputian bottom had given him an erecting and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her common place but Rob directed her to the chair directly across the tabular array from him.

Once she was in place he bent Morgana over the table.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zipper came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat 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 different, he felt prominent, like he was getting deeper.

She moaned as he slid in. She was full-of-the-moon, so very, very full.

"My stopcock'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 fuck 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 hands with Jo while she watches."

"well, I don't think bump would take to the table, do you ? But we'll come up with something special for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about thirty arcminute. Her niggling ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her scanty back into place.

hoot, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal retentive cream pie, it felt so gooey and messy ; that's why he was making her do it.

"You were both bad young woman but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more alcoholic consumption until after the bringing. Do I have that self-confidence ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a chastised picayune girl. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to screw how a great deal I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing offset one and then the other.

"We love you, too pop but you said that you had something particular in mind for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few prison term and that we've had sex when the 3rd person was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you girls game to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly game when papa was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly conduct to some girl on girl action. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

Both of the girls were a little antsy through the eternal rest of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you think you can get on your articulatio genus and lean forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, choose your scanty off and lie on your back on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"Perfect, now pull your knees up a niggling and spread your legs, I want to be able-bodied to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may accept the prettiest pussy in the world."

"I'm glad you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knee joint between Morgana's legs.

"list forward and splay your arms under her leg and grasp her hips."

In this position Joanie's face was only column inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your undersurface. I won't be gravelly with you but I am going to fuck you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his mitt on the book binding of her read/write head pressing softly downward he said,"citrus tree and salinity, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant intimate experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hip joint elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his pecker. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her clapper flicking the little button. Both of them making audio of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both women melding, estrogen and Lipo-Lutin flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could get the fullness.

"Ah, pop, fuck me, pump my hungry rear, fill me up with your cum ; fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush posterior. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the sceptre of her coming, he could feel contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was set to erupt.

tercet voices, raised, expressing spectacular joy, they ended in a jumbled slew of leg, arms, sass, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was ready to go again, he was rock grueling within minutes.

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect little pussycat sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the result for that.

"Straddle my aspect Jo, let me taste you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her tail dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastic orgasms. Joanie fell to the side exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her nice tight cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one miss on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, intemperate sex on a pregnant body had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her hired man on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many prison term as we've had sex and as many time as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to deny a alright woman her sustenance."

It was a goody he cursed himself for missing all these days, her spit was like a Snake River, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her rima oris. Like a real trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her sassing. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to see,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a piece before Joanie finally said,"That was wonderful, 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 more ? Your cute niggling hindquarters is calling my name."

They traded station, Morg in the centre facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the in the beginning episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"sucking my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to kip, Rob filling her posterior and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's livery went off without a hitch. They now had a cunning squalling bundle of child female child in the sign of the zodiac. 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 family relationship was driven house when the baby, Queen Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of juvenility, Joanie just had to give a Coke and there was none in the house. The baby seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no youngster seat uncommitted. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front end passenger's fanny and trucked on down to the neighborhood wash room storehouse, got a twelve ring and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

She was hushed as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the nose candy,"wish one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the quoin, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most uncaring thing I can imagine. There is no cause on God's green worldly concern that getting a coke a dope is Worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, impart it a break of serve, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was nineteen ? She wondered and she was really tempestuous with her friend.

"Just leave it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final examination straw, grabbing Joanie by the fuzz she dragged her to the bedroom, from the bureau she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chairperson and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in figurehead of her.

She unfastened her shorts 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 panties down to her knee joint and whaled on her back side with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her jersey on but she was nude from the shank down. She was sniveling with tear stained optic and a stuck-up nozzle. Additionally, her bare bottom was ruby. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a intellect, 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 say me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"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 derriere is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car posterior, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so queasy for a soft drink that you took our daughter and put her delirious on the rider seat of the car and drove chisel to the convenience entrepot ? Do I have that right field ?"

"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 paddle chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in presence of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her bottom was her highest decimal point and delivered 50 business firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and call up about what you've done. get out into the living room when you're prepare to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got specs of vino and, instead of the animation room 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 and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an wallop on her."

It's odd how life can lead some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age deviation I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other daughter, Joanie filling the peal as mother. It's working well for all of us .