Abby ( 1 )

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

With a last look at the ferry I turned away from the wharfage and followed dad back to the car. I had just seen my husband of six months get on a ferryboat to Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault where he would commence his new job as a bio mechanic. Whatever that was.

Mike and I had known each other since early school but it had only ever been a insouciant thing. When mummy died death year I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their fosterage or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any paternal or parental touch from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and dad. When ma died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pothouse and drunkenness, not too much but decent 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 Victorian as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt good with him. Anyway we got married six calendar month ago. daddy bought us a household as a wedding ceremony present tense and then mike was offered his new job in Anatole France. We had only been in the house for a few hebdomad 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 stay for a few days. I hated being on my own Sir Thomas More than I hated how pocket-size daddy made me palpate when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so dominating, so controlling but at least he would be society for a short while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

"I thought we might stop in town for a sharpness to eat before heading home base 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 Coca Cola. The barman said we would be called once a table was costless in the dinning room so we sat down a hold back to be called.

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

I was shocked but whim turned my gaze in the focussing daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a young guy in his mid twenties. By his dungaree and leather crownwork he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went vivid red and turned away sharply.

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

"Sir Thomas More muggins you then"pappa said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The subject of the young man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what daddy had said and, if I'm honest, I did induce the casual look to see if he was still looking in my direction. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. pop and I talked casually about nada in peculiar as we ate our food and then continued on our way home.

It was half past eleven when we got back. We had left a luminousness 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 piece I said,"I am going for a quick cascade daddy then I will pretend some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."papa said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightdress, which buttoned all the way up to my neck opening and came well below my stifle, then donned my dressing night-robe. As I put the kettledrum on dada went up for his exhibitioner. 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 take care at him,"You will laugh at me."

"Don't be silly."pappa smiled,"What's the subject ?"

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my head, too mortified to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a spell ?"pa said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to burst out laughing.

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

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

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

As I drifted off to sleep my judgment wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the cervix, and then my shoulder ? His hired man wandering over my breasts sending shudder all over my body. His hot kisses continued down, lower and lour till he was gently kissing between my leg. My vagina hungry for More I spread my legs for him as his tongue flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasance that ran through my body was like an electrical stupor every time his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my favorable reception and as the seismic disturbance got stronger I started to arch my hips towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot place. All the while his paw were playing with my nipples, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my hand on his head and ran my fingerbreadth through his hair.

The tactual sensation in my belly was like cypher I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my navel, my nipples and then my mouth I responded. I could feel his erection knock at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a penetrative breath as it all felt so real. As he slid his full length inside me I let out that intimation and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The feeling in my belly was growing, getting stronger and hard until I knew it was just going to explode right through my consistency. That awing sensory faculty rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my throat my eyes flew open.

In tot confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to hurtle into me, smiling as he did so. The sexual climax didn't stop one little bit and as it exploded from my torso I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for swell penetration. My back arched in that longsighted do-or-die cry of shocking pleasure. As pop poke faster and harder so did I. pappa let out a guttural hissing auditory sensation as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his pappa cum spout into his little girl. I knew it was faulty but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my orgasm from doubling in intensity at the feeling of that liquidness shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to kip. thought of the guy at the pub.

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

As I opened my oculus I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked crusade that melodic theme right out of my headspring. I grabbed for the bedclothes to cover my body.

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

I was totally lost for language. Not only was my founder admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt vomit. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thinking. Still trying to cover myself I sipped at the tea, but the opinion of eating just made my stomach butter churn. pa sat down in the armchair that we kept next to the vast sliding door that led to a balcony where you could look out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."daddy said,"That's a severely one really. You were very ungratified as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose gamey and higher I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your hands went between your legs. That was it really I just replaced your hands with mine and waited for you to wake up up. nonentity was more surprise than me when you did spread your eye 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 have let me barricade even if I wanted to."

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

dada stood up,"Get dressed. I think we need to talk."He said walking to the threshold,"You should know 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 assistance but think of that overpowering orgasm. That impression of come pleasure. And I searched hard for any sorrow and was, in a way, ashamed when I couldn't find any.

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

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

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

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

I had learnt at a very betimes age when papa said do something you did it without enquiry. I grabbed my thing and followed him out the door. We travelled for almost an time of day in muteness and for the future two hours daddy took me from stock to store buying clothes I would never dream of buying. Ignoring any protests from me. The final store I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a young girl who took my mitt and led me into a cubicle in the back of the shop class.

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

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

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

"You had so a lot whisker down there it got into my teeth final night. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could have warned me. Do you have any idea how I felt when she told me to strip off. I've never heard of a blooming 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 sentence we got home. I put the shopping bags on the settee and put the deep brown on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."seminal fluid here."He said

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

"What ?"

He jumped out of the death 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 piddle her father happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without question. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. need your clothes off."

With shaking hands I stripped. Naked I tried to cover my body."Keep your arms at your English and hold your forefront up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my backbone over my buttocks to my hips. Then over my stomach and up to my breasts. Every in of my organic structure was electrified, shocks travelling down to that slur between my peg. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to campaign the feeling of rousing. By the time his hand reached that Triangle I was shaking, and to my total embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved bout to the front end and sat down. Running his hand over the legato skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the engorged lips I let out a moan of pleasure."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for pleasance, both to give and receive. You have a nice slopped arse and your tits are large and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the normal. While I am here you will never jade panties or a bra, and will only fall apart 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 puss, now he slid a finger in.

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

"Good. I suggest you keep your new clothes in the small way and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger's breadth inside me. His thumb was working on my clitoris as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising sexual climax. It was as though last nighttime had broken the dam and sensations ran through my body like flowing water supply. He knew how finale I was. I couldn't hide it as moans escaped my lips and my consistency swayed. Then, just as I was on the very edge, he stopped. I almost cried.

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

Shocked out of my delirium I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the initiatory moment his erection was visible I couldn't take my center off it. I was by no means an expert on the sizing of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot full-grown than Mike's. He sat back down."kneel here."He said pointing at the flooring between his wooden leg. My oculus still transfixed on his erection I did as instructed. He had very little hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to admit that I felt quite lofty that I had made my pa smile with delight. What came next was not so tardily. He pulled my head forward.

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

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that pa 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 mouth till I almost choked."breathing time around it. breather through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further boulder clay he was right in my pharynx. I gagged, I was sure 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 erecting was cryptical in my throat and my olfactory organ rubbed against his belly. Once I was all the way in he pulled my head up and down on his erecting. As I got into a rhythm he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"trade good girl."

It did get leisurely but my pharynx would be sore for ages after. I sensed a change after a patch. The taste of his juice was dissimilar and he started to thrust up at me. Then, with a groan he pulled my head up and looked into my eyes. His dick 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 throat. The discernment of seed was unknown. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have much pick but to swallow virtually of it but some ran out of my back talk and onto my Kuki-Chin. I felt his body completely loosen. I lay my headland on his leg, his rooster still in my sassing till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the oral sex."fountainhead done my girl. well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few second daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my legs over one arm while my head rested on the other. He pulled my ramification up and with a wicked smile buried his face between my legs. The attack of his tongue on my clitoris brought me straight back to the sharpness of coming. My hands went to his oral sex and urged him on to dandy endeavor. My orgasm flew up from between my legs and out of my mouth in a long wailing cry of Adam. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

Daddy pulled my peg up and made me hold them up with my hands. I was almost bend double. I could see his dick, erect, knockout and pointing at my throbbing gob. He looked at me as it brushed my pussy lips. I knew, now was the time to choose. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a moment. I looked him in the face, my breathing planetary from the continued coming,"Fuck me daddy. produce me yours."I whispered.

A strange look of triumph crossed his face as he pushed that rod into his girl's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me operose. My orgasm flew back to life and I was once again lost in it. I felt something copse my rectum. The juices from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that sullen muddle it went in easily. I was, never the lupus erythematosus, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another fingerbreadth joined and wormed its way around in circle. The whole combined touch sensation drove me almost to insanity. right wing till the instant daddy pulled his pecker out of my kitty and brushed it at the hole of my arse. My eyes flew open. So wide it hurt. Daddy waited for a second 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 slit was still going through. Slowly daddy pushed more and more than of that hard member into my arse until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his minuscule fille bum fix while he fingered her button through orgasm. Then my bum started to throb in speech rhythm to his penetration and opinion arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the unacceptable happened. I orgasmed from my cock filled rectum. desegregate with my still throbbing orgasmic pussy I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as dada filled my bum golf hole with his second load I blacked out.

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

I can't say I felt happy, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better word. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual atonement if naught else. I now knew for sure that my orgasm conclusion night was without doubt my low gear and that microphone would never be able-bodied to satisfy me sexually in the way pop had. For a start his cock was a lot lowly than pa. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was wrong. I also knew that I would not be capable 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 jumping."How long was I asleep ?"

"Only a couplet of hours. Go and have a bathtub it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the room access. No locked door when I am here ever."

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

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

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a dilute bloodless low cut top and a very short lightlessness flared skirt with undecided toed heels. As I looked in the wide-cut distance mirror I had a assortment of unusual touch sensation. The adult female reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my face and even my legs but everything in between was mortal else. Someone who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that persuasion but was also excited inside because I knew it would make daddy glad. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's a good deal better."daddy said, smiling."rise 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 presentation you to the world."

That brought about to a greater extent mixed look. Pride that I had pleased him and veneration and a piffling shame that I was on video display for all to see.

Over the next few days that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. Daddy used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamen. He taught me how to walk and pull 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 saunter so he could learn me from a distance. I have to let in 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 add up than I could ever dream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my peg spread broad open fingering myself to an sexual climax while he wanked himself off. Shooting his cum into my face or over my tits. My language had deteriorated to daddy's layer as well. But as I waved goodbye to him, his seed dribbling down my legs, any confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The theater was empty, quiet. All that sexual stress had gone. I felt some relief but almost of all I just felt alone.

The juice running down my leg brought me back to life. I went for a shower and put on a button down dress. This was the one exception pa 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 residual off. Now the dresses were low enough to show off my white meat and tear enough up the presence to almost show off everything else, but for working around the house they were better than my new apparel and a fair compromise daddy had said.

The rest of the day I just wandered around the star sign aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that daddy had gone, I decided to let Rosco catch some Z's upstairs with me. I decided that he had been neglected since dada came so would ask him for a walk in the morning.

When I woke in the morning I decided to wash away away as very much of the last few day as possible by washing the bedding material. While the washing machine did its body of work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather was nice took the bedding out the side of meat door to hang it on the line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his side door puffing on a butt as usual. With his right hand in his pocket. I had seen him various times before but only now did I realise what his right manus was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his helping hand running along his erection and the farsighted I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to prepare a conjunct attempt to make my legs move. I walked to the clothes line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the moving-picture show of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my laborious not to seem at his paw and failing miserably. I rushed back to the firm forcing myself not to take care at him. I closed the doorway and put my backbone to it as I steadied my breathing. Thankfully the trash was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful effect I don't know but I could feel my slit getting wet. He was in all ways a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in boxershorts and filthy 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 finger's breadth to run down my physical structure, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my legs. I pictured daddy playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my tit, my navel, and on down to my clitoris. I spread my legs wider to throw him skilful admittance. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue did its oeuvre. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could feel my orgasm rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My eyes flew open to find Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the succus flowing from my throbbing maw. I have to admit I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to satisfy the rising pauperization. But no. Not like this. This was just too depraved. I spun round and dropped to my knee joint putting my dorsum to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next moment I felt a thump on my dorsum as Rosco's front manus pushed me forward. His back stage now between my legs I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a prodding at my pussy and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too substantial. He snarled his dislike at my gesture and the next thing I knew his erect shaft was inside my pulse hole."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to stand up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to abide still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my button. His stopcock just seemed to continue growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my body. My coming again started to turn out. I thanked god when I felt him arrive, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first ejaculation was only pre come, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something bigger than his erecting pushing at my bitch fix. I could experience the huge size of it and was terrified it would snap me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got cock-a-hoop and expectant. That knot was now crushing my clit driving me finally over the boundary into a huge coming. He pumped faster and faster and my senses went further and further away until I was completely lost in a chronological sequence of speedy fire orgasmic spasms.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his swollen balls like water from a tap I could feel it hitting my insides bang kick bang till finally he slowed down and came to a plosive, his get along running freely from my pussy and down my branch. His hammer was still inside me and each clip he tried to attract out of my sopping cakehole he sent me off on yet another sexual climax. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his recess. I fell to the story, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for ages curled up in a ball on the settee. My concluding recollect before I fell into a restless eternal rest was"Oh daddy. What have you done to me ?"

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

"How's my niggling lady friend ?"

"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 one-half at peace and the feeling of liquid running down my leg was acute as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"Good girl. Now when is Mike due home ?"

"Err about three weeks time."I said a little obnubilate."Why ?"

"fountainhead let me roll in the hay the escort and I will descend down a day or so before."

"Ok pappa I will let you know."

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

Once again I felt the mess sticking to my stage and garb so decided to take a bathroom, and maybe try and screen my head out.

I ran the bathing tub really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my strained sinew and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few sidereal day I just got more confused.

I should have said no to my father fucking me. But without any reluctance I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may consume been discerning, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may pass off and that is why she was so rigid. That then of course of instruction brought my mind to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even potential for a dog to lick and bonk a human being. But thinking of how that farseeing tongue had made me palpate was a round on in itself. I was getting wet at the thought of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different matter completely. Or was it. While my headspring said it was ill-scented and legal injury. I couldn't deny the powerful orgasm he had given me. And I also had to admit that in realism Rosco using me as his bitch was not a great deal different to my begetter using me as his lady of pleasure. 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 help at all. As I went to bed Rosco tried to stick to. I told him to stay but then I hesitated. A characterisation jibe through my mind of Rosco licking my puss while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't till I got to my sleeping accommodation that I realised that the bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some clean house bedding material so just lay on the bed and fell into a restless troublesome sleep.

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

I dived out of bed and grabbed my Elwyn Brooks White dress from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the push. As I ran outside several matter became obvious.

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

2 ) I was not wearing my white garb. 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 consistency and became totally transparent. Mr Robertson could see everything.

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

Even though my head screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and tempestuous at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crack of roaring woke me out of my fog and the Shangri-la opened up. A downpour of rainwater fell down on me. I took a step towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too later. I glared at Mr Robertson, standing in his room access gracious and dry with his erection in his hand.

choler has always been a problem for me. It makes me refractory. I make rash decisions. This time was no better. It was his break my washing was soaked. It was his geological fault I was soaked. I stood in front man of him, no more than than four feet away as he stroked that fat dick of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my legs slightly and put my hands on my pelvic girdle, which of class caused the hem of the top to open and put my pussy on to the full display. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the least bit perturbed. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry elbow room."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The get wise dryer was directly opposite the door which was still open. I spread my pegleg full and set over to open the dryer room access. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

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

I was trembling. I wanted to scream"Get off me. You detestable fiddling man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his vast fat dick brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said nothing, in fact I wanted to labour back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that hard fat dick into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in savage instant orgasm. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, fell and hard.

His work force came round now and he grabbed both my pap and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric shock joined with all those other tactual sensation pouring out of my screaming pussy. My stage turned to jelly, unable to stomach myself. Every meter he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My pussycat was spread as all-inclusive as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag doll unable to control my eubstance 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 legs. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless orgasm I slid down the spill dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in forepart 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 boldness. Banging my head back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to proceed my question still and just let him face fuck me. He rammed that monster in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his cock deep in my throat it was impossible to get down it all and I choked. The come had no other way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my kitty mouth and nozzle, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the threshold I tried to tolerate up. The chiffon top fell to the level 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 cock was in me. As rampant as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was Bos in this house. Getting his own back on me for endure nighttime. Igniting my orgasm once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so infirm. I just lay my oral sex on the storey and let him bear his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful climax. This clock time there was no bother 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 hole. The last thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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