Abby ( 1 )

"Come on Abby,"daddy said,"he will be back in a month."

With a lastly spirit at the ferryboat I turned away from the dock and followed daddy back to the car. I had just seen my husband of six months get on a ferry to Anatole France where he would start his new job as a bio mechanic. Whatever that was.

mike and I had known each other since early school day but it had only ever been a casual matter. When mummy died last class I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very puritanical in their upbringing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any agnatic or maternal flavour from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The signified of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to saloon and drinking, not too much but plenty to blind my judgement to one of the students who took advantage enough to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to realise that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came mike. Soft, gentle, and as prudish as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt safe with him. Anyway we got wed six calendar month ago. Daddy bought us a house as a wedding present and then Mike was offered his new job in Anatole France. We had only been in the sign of the zodiac for a few week and it had taken that long to get it decorated and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked pa to continue for a few Clarence Day. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small daddy made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so dominating, so controlling but at least he would be company for a inadequate while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

"I thought we might discontinue in town for a bite to eat before heading habitation as it's nearly ten o'clock."

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

"I think that guy over there phantasy you."pa said suddenly.

I was shocked but impulse turned my regard in the commission dad was looking. Sitting at the bar was a Pres Young guy in his mid twenties. By his denim and leather crown he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went lustrous red and turned away sharply.

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

"More fool you then"Daddy said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The subject of the young man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what dada had said and, if I'm honest, I did suffer the periodic look to see if he was still looking in my direction. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. Daddy and I talked casually about nothing in especial as we ate our intellectual nourishment and then continued on our way home.

It was one-half past eleven when we got back. We had left a Christ Within on so we could see our way in. Rosco our Alsatian jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a while I said,"I am going for a quick shower papa then I will make some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."pappa said softly

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

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

I raised my eyes to depend at him,"You will laugh at me."

"Don't be silly."Daddy smiled,"What's the matter ?"

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my head, too embarrassed to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a piece ?"dad said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to collapse out laughing.

"Would you mind ? Just cashbox I fall asleep."

"come on silly. Up you go."pa said taking my cup off me.

I got into bed and a import later dad came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my backrest to him taking quilt in the sound of his breathing. As I started to decompress my mind drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if daddy was right. Not that it mattered of course of action because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to kip my idea wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder ? His hand vagabondage over my breasts sending tingles all over my body. His hot kisses continued down, downcast and lower till he was gently kissing between my legs. My vagina hungry for more than I spread my branch for him as his natural language flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the delight that ran through my eubstance was like an electric electrical shock every metre his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shocks got unattackable I started to arch my hips towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot piazza. All the while his hands were playing with my mammilla, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my hand on his head and ran my fingers through his hair.

The look in my breadbasket was like naught I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to osculate my omphalos, my nipples and then my mouth I responded. I could feel his erection knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a penetrating breath as it all felt so material. As he slid his wide-cut distance inside me I let out that breath and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The look in my stomach was growing, getting firm and secure until I knew it was just going to burst right through my trunk. That awesome sensation rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my pharynx my eyes flew open.

In number disarray I stared straight at daddy who continued to throw into me, smiling as he did so. The climax didn't stop one little bit and as it exploded from my body I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms labialize his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for greater penetration. My back arched in that long heroic cry of shocking pleasure. As pappa thrust faster and harder so did I. dada let out a pharyngeal hiss speech sound as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his dad cum spout into his little girl. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my orgasm from doubling in intensity at the smell of that liquidity shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have got drifted of to kip. thought process of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden gentle wind."Come on sleepy pass it's ten o'clock."daddy said.

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a aspiration. Realising that I was naked pushed that idea right out of my nous. I grabbed for the bedding to cover up my body.

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

I was totally lost for words. Not only was my father admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt grisly. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thinking. Still trying to embrace myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my stomach churn. dada sat down in the armchair that we kept succeeding to the vast sliding door that led to a balcony where you could wait out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."daddy said,"That's a voiceless one really. You were very restless as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose higher and high I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your deal went between your legs. That was it really I just replaced your workforce with mine and waited for you to rouse up. cipher was more surprised than me when you did open your optic and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and believe me I don't think you would bear let me stop even if I wanted to."

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

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

I would like to say I was shocked. But I wasn't. As I showered and dressed I couldn't helper but think of that overpowering coming. That tactual sensation of total pleasure. And I searched hard for any rue and was, in a way, ashamed when I couldn't find any.

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

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

"free pardon ?"I said confused at the variety in subject.

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

I had learnt at a very early age when daddy said do something you did it without dubiousness. I grabbed my things and followed him out the doorway. We travelled for almost an hour in silence and for the next two time of day daddy took me from store to lay in buying clothes I would never dream of buying. Ignoring any protests from me. The last shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a young girl who took my mitt and led me into a booth in the back of the shop.

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

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

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

"You had so lots tomentum down there it got into my teeth go night. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could have warned me. Do you sustain any thought how I felt when she told me to strip off. I've never heard of a bloody Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the time we got home. I put the shopping bags on the settee and put the coffee on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."ejaculate here."He said

Without thinking I did as he asked and stood in presence of him."Take your clothes off."

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by the hair. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every adult female's job to be useable to her man. It is every daughter's job to construct her beginner happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without inquiry. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. Take your dress off."

With shaking hand I stripped. Naked I tried to cover my eubstance."Keep your implements of war at your side and hold your capitulum up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his helping hand down my spine over my cheek to my pelvic girdle. Then over my stomach and up to my breasts. Every inch of my consistence was electrified, shocks travelling down to that blot between my legs. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to fight the feeling of rousing. By the meter his hand reached that Triangulum I was shaking, and to my sum embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved round to the battlefront and sat down. Running his hand over the unruffled skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger's breadth over the overgorge lips I let out a moan of pleasure."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for pleasure, both to reach and receive. You have a nice tight arse and your breast are with child and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the rules. While I am here you will never assume scanty or a bra, and will only don the clothes we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old clothes again when mike is at home. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his finger over my swollen pussy, now he slid a fingerbreadth in.

The feelings of that penetration almost made my pegleg kick in way. I opened my legs slightly."Yes daddy."

"Good. I suggest you keep your new clothes in the small room and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger inside me. His ovolo was working on my clit as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his mitt and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though last night had broken the dam and star ran through my body like flowing water. He knew how close I was. I couldn't veil it as moans escaped my backtalk and my organic structure swayed. Then, just as I was on the very boundary, he stopped. I almost cried.

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

Shocked out of my delirium I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the low moment his erecting was visible I couldn't take my middle off it. I was by no mean an expert on the size of it of a world cock. But this was definitely a lot bigger than microphone's. He sat back down."kneel here."He said pointing at the floor between his ramification. My eyes still transfixed on his erecting I did as instructed. He had very little hair's-breadth around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my paw and placed it on his throbbing rooster. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to accept that I felt quite gallant that I had made my daddy smile with pleasure. What came next was not so prosperous. He pulled my head forward.

"out-of-doors your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that pop would be raging so slowly I took that cock into my sass. Again daddy instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my oral fissure till I almost choked."Breath around it. hint through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further money box he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was indisputable I was going to gag but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my head down ever further. He did this several prison term until finally his erection was deep in my pharynx and my nose rubbed against his belly. Once I was all the way in he pulled my read/write head up and down on his erection. As I got into a calendar method he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"commodity girl."

It did get easier but my throat would be sore for ages after. I sensed a change after a while. The taste of his succus was different and he started to force up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my drumhead up and looked into my middle. His cock was just inside my mouth as he shot his seed into it. My eyes showed shock. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my pharynx. The taste of come was strange. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have much option but to take back most of it but some ran out of my mouth and onto my chin. I felt his body completely make relaxed. I lay my head on his leg, his cock still in my mouth till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the head."wellspring done my missy. Well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was ill-timed. After a few moment daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my ramification over one arm while my foreland rested on the former. He pulled my ramification up and with a wicked smile buried his cheek between my legs. The onslaught of his tongue on my clitoris brought me straight back to the edge of orgasm. My men went to his top dog and urged him on to greater efforts. My sexual climax flew up from between my legs and out of my back talk in a tenacious bawling cry of hug drug. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed same forever. Then it started to subside.

pappa pulled my peg up and made me hold them up with my hands. I was almost bent double. I could see his peter, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my twat lips. I knew, now was the prison term to choose. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a moment. I looked him in the expression, my breathing erratic from the continued orgasm,"screw me daddy. build me yours."I whispered.

A unusual look of triumph crossed his facial expression as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot kitty. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My orgasm flew back to life history and I was once again lost in it. I felt something brush my rectum. The juices from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that darkest muddle it went in easily. I was, never the less, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another finger joined and wormed its way around in rophy. The unit coalesce look drove me almost to insanity. right field till the present moment daddy pulled his rooster out of my pussy and brushed it at the hole of my arse. My eyes flew undecided. So wide it hurt. Daddy waited for a second base and when I didn't say anything his throbbing hammer slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The pain was abbreviated, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my pussy was still going through. Slowly dad pushed Thomas More and more than of that surd member into my arse until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little missy bum hole while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to throb in calendar method of birth control to his incursion and touch arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the impossible happened. I orgasmed from my peter filled rectum. mixed with my still throbbing orgasmic snatch I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as pop filled my bum yap with his second burden I blacked out.

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

I can't say I felt well-chosen, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a adept tidings. Like I had finally achieved something, intimate satisfaction if nothing else. I now knew for sure that my coming last night was without doubt my first and that mike would never be able to fulfil me sexually in the way daddy had. For a start his cock was a lot small than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What dada was doing, was wrong. I also knew that I would not be able to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

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

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

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the door. No put away threshold when I am here ever."

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

"Put something on from your new hooey and I will address you to dinner for being a good short girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a thin white low cut top and a very short circuit dark flared skirt with open toed hound. As I looked in the wide distance mirror I had a variety of unknown feeling. The char reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my font and even my leg but everything in between was someone else. Someone who looked gorgeous but was mortal I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that thinking but was also excited inside because I knew it would make pa happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's very much better."daddy said, smiling."airlift the skirt up."

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

That brought about more than mixed feelings. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a minuscule shame that I was on display for all to see.

Over the next few 24-hour interval that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. Daddy used me in every way potential as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamen. He taught me how to take the air and draw in the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in town or along the prom so he could watch me from a space. I have to take on I was turning heads and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more come in than I could ever stargaze of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my branch spread wide open fingering myself to an coming while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my face or over my tits. My language had deteriorated to daddy's level as well. But as I waved adieu to him, his ejaculate dribbling down my legs, any confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The theatre was empty, still. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some relief but most of all I just felt alone.

The juices running down my leg brought me back to life sentence. I went for a shower and put on a push down attire. This was the one exclusion daddy had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three push button up. I chose the three buttons and he made me cut the rest off. Now the attire were low enough to show off my knocker and split enough up the front to almost show off everything else, but for working around the house they were just than my new dress and a fair compromise daddy had said.

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

When I woke in the morning I decided to wash away as much of the finis few days as potential by washing the bedding. While the washing auto did its workplace I went round the planetary house cleaning up and then, as the weather was nice took the bedding out the side doorway to fall it on the phone line to dry.

As I opened the threshold Mr Robertson was standing at his side door puffing on a cigarette as usual. With his right manus in his sac. I had seen him several times before but only now did I recognize what his right hired man was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hired man running along his erection and the foresighted I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to throw a concerted effort to make my legs move. I walked to the clothes crease knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the image of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my operose not to expect at his hand and weakness miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to look at him. I closed the door and put my back to it as I steadied my external respiration. Thankfully the glass was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful outcome I don't know but I could finger my pussy getting wet. He was in all way of life a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts and dirty t shirt. The way he leered at me made me shiver all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing pussy. In the end I flopped down on the settle, closed my eyes, and allowed my fingerbreadth to run down my body, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing Triangulum between my ramification. I pictured pop playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my bellybutton, and on down to my clit. I spread my stage wider to give him honorable access. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue did its work. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could finger my climax rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My eyes flew out-of-doors to find Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the juice flowing from my throbbing hole. I have to accommodate I hesitated. So ending to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too depraved. I spun round and dropped to my knees putting my spine to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next mo I felt a clunk on my cover as Rosco's battlefront paws pushed me forward. His rear branch now between my legs I could experience him pushing forward. Then I felt a spur at my twat and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disfavor at my gesture and the next thing I knew his raise cock was inside my throbbing hole."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to stand up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his beak, nipping at me to stay on still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his peter was brushing hard against my button. His peter just seemed to save growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my eubstance. My coming again started to rise up. I thanked god when I felt him come, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first interjection was only pre ejaculate, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something fully grown than his hard-on pushing at my kick hole. I could feel the huge size of it and was terrified it would shoot down me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my conceited pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got bounteous and with child. That mile was now crushing my button driving me finally over the bound into a immense sexual climax. He pumped faster and faster and my senses went further and further away until I was completely lost in a chronological sequence of rapid flaming orgasmic spasms.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his swell up balls like water from a tap I could palpate it hitting my insides bang bang bang money box finally he slowed down and came to a diaphragm, his come running freely from my pussy and down my peg. His cock was still inside me and each time he tried to get out out of my sopping mess he sent me off on yet another sexual climax. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his corner. I fell to the floor, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for long time curled up in a clump on the settle. My last idea before I fell into a restless sleep was"Oh daddy. What have you done to me ?"

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

"How's my little girl ?"

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

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

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

"Good girl. Now when is microphone due dwelling ?"

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

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

"Ok daddy I will let you know."

"Ok well I will address you before then so remove care baby girl."

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

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my strained muscles and bruised cunt. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few days I just got more confused.

I should deliver said no to my father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been worried, shocked even. I had to allow in that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may happen and that is why she was so strict. That then of course brought my brain to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to thrash and lie with a human being. But thinking of how that long spit had made me feel was a turn on in itself. I was getting wet at the thought of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a unlike matter completely. Or was it. While my head said it was foetid and wrong. I couldn't deny the powerful orgasm he had given me. And I also had to admit that in reality Rosco using me as his beef was not much different to my founder using me as his whore. Just Sir Thomas More and more confusing.

I spent the rest of day just pottering around. Everything just going through my mind all the time didn't assistant at all. As I went to bed Rosco tried to keep an eye on. I told him to stay but then I hesitated. A picture shot through my mind of Rosco licking my cunt while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't public treasury I got to my chamber that I realised that the bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some sportsmanlike bedding material so just lay on the bed and fell into a ungratified troublesome sleep.

I woke up with a scratch. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a roll of big H."Shit."I said"My washables is still out."

I dived out of bed and grabbed my white apparel from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the push. As I ran outside various things became obvious.

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

2 ) I was not wearing my Andrew Dickson White dress. I was in fact in a clear chiffon top. As long as a shirt but not long enough to hide anything. It only had one button at the navel.

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

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

Even though my school principal screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and tempestuous at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another pass of roar woke me out of my shock and the heavens opened up. A alluvion of rainfall fell down on me. I took a step towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too deep. I glared at Mr Oscar Robertson, standing in his doorway decent and dry with his erection in his hand.

anger has always been a problem for me. It makes me unregenerate. I make skin rash decisions. This clip was no dependable. It was his fault my washing was soaked. It was his demerit I was soaked. I stood in front of him, no more than than four feet away as he stroked that fat cock of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my peg slightly and put my hands on my hips, which of class caused the hem of the top to open and put my pussy on wide-cut display. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the to the lowest degree bit flustered. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry room."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The tumble dryer was directly opposite the threshold which was still open. I spread my legs wide and bent over to give the dryer door. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no hassle ramming two digit up my trap. The abruptness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should cause been a shrieking surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his finger into me rapidly, his knuckles brushing against my clit. He added another finger and with three fingers fucking me my body was reacting rapidly. His free hired hand came under me and grabbed my tit, moving to my tit which he squeezed tightly. Again I moaned and when he pinched that nipple as hard as he could I knew I was lost."Oh God."I moaned.

I was trembling. I wanted to holler"Get off me. You repulsive little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat peter brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said nil, in fact I wanted to push back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that hard fat turncock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in hurting but in violent wink orgasm. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, vicious and hard.

His hands came round now and he grabbed both my nipples and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric seismic disturbance joined with all those other notion pouring out of my screaming pussy. My legs turned to jelly, ineffective to abide myself. Every time he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My pussy was spread as wide as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag doll ineffectual to control my body in any way.

He made no sound. Not even when he finally shot his heart into me. spurt after spurt of it till it ran down my peg. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless climax I slid down the tumble dryer to the trading floor, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in front of my face. He brushed it against my lips and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my font. Banging my head back against the drier, dazing me. I managed eventually to go along my oral sex still and just let him face fuck me. He rammed that teras in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his peter deep in my throat it was inconceivable to swallow it all and I choked. The seed had no former way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my cunt mouth and nose, running down my Kuki-Chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the doorway I tried to resist up. The chiffon top fell to the storey and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the lounge where I once again collapsed on the floor. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his putz was in me. As rampant as Mr Oscar Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was genus Bos in this house. Getting his own back on me for hold up dark. Igniting my sexual climax once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so weak. I just lay my drumhead on the trading floor and let him have his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so mighty orgasm. This time there was no trouble getting his knot in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every apothecaries' ounce of my dog's seed into my squawk pussy cakehole. The last-place thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist prick. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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