Abby ( 1 )

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

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

microphone and I had known each early since early on school but it had only ever been a perfunctory matter. When mum died finis year I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their rearing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any parental or maternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sentiency of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pubs and drinking, not too much but decent to blind my judgement to one of the bookman who took vantage enough to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to pull in that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came microphone. Soft, gentle, and as tight-laced as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt prophylactic with him. Anyway we got splice six calendar month ago. pappa bought us a planetary house as a hymeneals present and then mike was offered his new job in Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault. We had only been in the house for a few calendar week and it had taken that long to get it ornament and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked daddy to stay for a few daylight. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small daddy made me experience when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so dominating, so controlling but at least he would be company for a short while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

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

Still only one-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 mesa was free in the dinning elbow room so we sat down a expect to be called.

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

I was shocked but impulse turned my gaze in the focus dad was looking. Sitting at the bar was a young guy in his mid twenty dollar bill. By his jeans and leather jacket 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 married char and not interested."

"more than jester you then"pop said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The depicted object of the young man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what papa had said and, if I'm honest, I did experience the occasional look to see if he was still looking in my direction. But he must induce left as I couldn't see him. pop and I talked casually about nada in particular 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 visible radiation on so we could see our way in. Rosco our German shepherd jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a piece I said,"I am going for a warm shower daddy then I will make some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."pop 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 human knee, then donned my dressing gown. As I put the kettledrum on pop went up for his rain shower. Coming back down ten minutes later in his pj's, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

I raised my optic to look at him,"You will laugh at me."

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

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

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

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

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

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

As I drifted off to kip my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder ? His hand wandering over my bosom sending shiver all over my consistence. His hot kisses continued down, dispirited and lower till he was gently kissing between my wooden 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 pleasure that ran through my body was like an electric shock every time his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my blessing and as the shocks got strong I started to arch my pelvis towards his glossa which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot place. All the while his hands were playing with my mamilla, now engorged and intemperately to the ghost. I put my hand on his head and ran my fingers through his hair.

The tone in my stomach was like nothing I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my umbilicus, my nipples and then my sass I responded. I could find his erection knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a penetrating breathing space as it all felt so real. As he slid his full length 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 feeling in my stomach was growing, getting unattackable and stronger until I knew it was just going to break right through my dead body. That awesome sensation rose from the pit of my belly and as it reached my throat my oculus flew open.

In entire confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to thrust into me, smiling as he did so. The orgasm didn't quit one little bit and as it exploded from my torso I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms assail his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for dandy penetration. My back arched in that long despairing cry of shocking pleasure. As daddy driving force faster and harder so did I. papa let out a guttural hissing audio as he raised himself up and his eye looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his daddy cum spout into his piddling girl. I knew it was awry but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my climax from doubling in saturation at the opinion of that liquid shooting into me. Finally pa stopped and lay still on top of me. My coming drifted away and completely exhausted I must get drifted of to kip. thinking of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden breeze."Come on sleepy-eyed read/write head it's ten o'clock."dada said.

As I opened my center I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked agitate that idea right out of my foreland. I grabbed for the bedclothes to cover my body.

"Bit late for that."Daddy said, as he put a tray with tea and toast 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 purge. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thought. Still trying to cover myself I sipped at the tea, but the mentation of eating just made my stomach butter churn. papa sat down in the armchair that we kept next to the huge 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 backbreaking one really. You were very restless as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose gamy 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 heat up. Nobody was more surprised than me when you did give your eyes 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 stimulate let me hold on even if I wanted to."

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

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

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

I found pop in the kitchen, a cup of steaming burnt umber in his bridge player. He poured me a cup and I sat silently opposite word him at the breakfast bar.

"I knew when I woke this dawn that I would give no regrets. I thoroughly enjoyed you last-place night and, unless you say no, or order me to turn back, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your apparel ?"

"forgiveness ?"I said confused at the alteration in subject.

"Your clothes. 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 former age when pa said do something you did it without motion. I grabbed my things and followed him out the threshold. We travelled for almost an minute in silence and for the next two hours daddy took me from store to lay in buying clothes I would never dream of buying. Ignoring any dissent from me. The finis shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a Whitney Young girl who took my hand and led me into a stall in the spine of the shop class.

"Take me home."I said when I reappeared sometime later. pop 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 often hair down there it got into my teeth last night. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could induce warned me. Do you have any theme 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 induce you fucking in no time at all."

I was calm by the time we got home. I put the shopping cup of tea on the settee and put the coffee on. pappa sat down in the armchair."seminal fluid here."He said

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

"What ?"

He jumped out of the electric chair and grabbed me by the hairsbreadth. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every woman's job to be useable to her man. It is every daughter's job to establish her Father-God 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. contract your clothes off."

With shaking hands I stripped. Naked I tried to track my body."support your blazonry at your position and obtain your head up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my backrest over my buttocks to my pelvis. Then over my belly and up to my breasts. Every inch of my dead body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that situation between my legs. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to push the feeling of foreplay. By the time his hired man reached that trigon I was shaking, and to my tally embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved round of drinks to the straw man and sat down. Running his hand over the smooth hide 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 torso is made for joy, both to present and get. You have a courteous plastered ass and your tits are large and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the rules. While I am here you will never fag out step-in or a bra, and will only wear the clothes we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old clothes again when Mike is at home. Is that understood ?"All the clock time he had been running his fingerbreadth over my swollen puss, now he slid a finger in.

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

"trade good. I suggest you keep your new apparel in the lowly elbow room and use it as a pass in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger inside me. His thumb was working on my clit as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though last night had broken the dam and mavin ran through my body like flowing water. He knew how airless I was. I couldn't hide out it as moans escaped my lips and my torso 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 maiden moment his erecting was seeable I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was by no agency an expert on the size of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot bountiful than Mike's. He sat back down."Kneel here."He said pointing at the floor between his legs. My eyes 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 hired hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a patch enjoying it. I have to admit that I felt quite proud that I had made my daddy grinning with joy. What came future was not so prosperous. He pulled my head forward.

"Open your mouth."He said gently

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

I did as he said and he pushed further till he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was sure as shooting I was going to suffocate but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my read/write head down ever further. He did this several times 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 head up and down on his erection. As I got into a cycle he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"Good girl."

It did get soft but my throat would be sore for ages after. I sensed a change after a while. The mouthful of his juice was different and he started to thrust up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my oral sex up and looked into my eyes. His cock was just inside my lip as he shot his seed into it. My oculus showed blow. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my pharynx. The sense of taste of come was strange. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have a lot choice but to get down about of it but some ran out of my mouthpiece and onto my chin. I felt his body completely make relaxed. I lay my head on his leg, his stopcock still in my mouth till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the head."fountainhead done my missy. fountainhead done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was untimely. After a few minutes daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my ramification over one arm while my head word rested on the former. He pulled my legs up and with a wicked smile buried his face between my legs. The onslaught of his tongue on my clit brought me straight back to the sharpness of coming. My helping hand went to his head and urged him on to outstanding try. My sexual climax flew up from between my legs and out of my mouth in a long bawling cry of transport. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasance for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

Daddy pulled my branch up and made me hold them up with my script. I was almost bent double. I could see his cock, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing cakehole. He looked at me as it brushed my pussy lips. I knew, now was the sentence to pick out. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a instant. I looked him in the cheek, my breathing erratic from the continued orgasm,"roll in the hay me daddy. Make me yours."I whispered.

A strange look of triumph crossed his typeface as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My sexual climax flew back to lifetime and I was once again lost in it. I felt something brushwood my rectum. The juice from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that darkest maw 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 circles. The whole conflate touch sensation drove me almost to insanity. Right till the import daddy pulled his cock out of my cunt and brushed it at the hole of my butt. My eyes flew open. So wide it hurt. pa waited for a 2d and when I didn't say anything his throbbing shaft slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The painful sensation was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the sexual climax that my pussy was still going through. Slowly pa pushed more and more of that hard member into my fanny until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his lilliputian girls bum kettle of fish while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to throb in rhythm method to his penetration and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the unimaginable happened. I orgasmed from my cock filled rectum. mixed with my still throbbing orgasmic pussy I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as dad filled my bum maw with his second base load I blacked out.

I awoke some time later lying on the settee covered with a blanket. I sat up and looked around. I couldn't see papa anywhere. Wrapping the blanket 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 hard 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 happy, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a beneficial word of honor. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if nothing else. I now knew for certain that my orgasm net night was without doubt my first and that Mike would never be able-bodied to live up to me sexually in the way pop had. For a start his cock was a lot little than pappa. But I couldn't get it out of my header that what we were doing….No ! What papa was doing, was amiss. 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 startle."How hanker was I asleep ?"

"Only a couple of minute. Go and have a bathroom it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

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

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

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

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a thin ovalbumin low cut top and a very short dim flared annulus with opened toed dog. As I looked in the full moon length mirror I had a mixture of foreign feelings. The adult female reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my grimace and even my legs but everything in between was someone else. person who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally bear disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that thought but was also excited inside because I knew it would produce daddy happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's a lot better."daddy said, smiling."Lift 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 Sir Thomas More mixed feelings. Pride that I had pleased him and veneration and a fiddling shame that I was on showing for all to see.

Over the next few days that fear and pity would almost completely disappear. dada used me in every way possible as often as potential. I was amazed at his stamina. He taught me how to walk and attract the care 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 promenade so he could watch me from a distance. I have to let in I was turning school principal 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 than I could ever stargaze of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my legs spread full spread fingering myself to an orgasm while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my grimace or over my tit. My nomenclature had deteriorated to daddy's level 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 house was empty, muted. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some backup man but most of all I just felt alone.

The juices 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 daddy had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three buttons up. I chose the three buttons and he made me cut the remainder off. Now the wearing apparel were low enough to show off my breasts and split enough up the front to almost evidence off everything else, but for working around the household they were best than my new clothes and a mediocre compromise dada had said.

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

When I woke in the good morning I decided to wash away as a lot of the end few days as possible by washing the bedding material. While the washing machine did its work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather condition was nice took the bedclothes out the slope threshold to hang it on the subscriber line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Oscar Robertson was standing at his position doorway puffing on a cigarette as usual. With his the right way hired hand in his pocket. I had seen him respective times before but only now did I gain what his right hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his deal running along his erection and the longer I stood the larger that erecting became. It was only seconds but I had to prepare a concert effort to make my legs move. I walked to the clothes railway line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the picture of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my hardest not to look at his manus and failing 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 spyglass was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a knock-down outcome I don't know but I could feel my pussy getting wet. He was in all ways a repugnant man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts and smutty 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 settee, closed my centre, and allowed my digit to run down my body, undoing the apparel as they travelled to that throbbing trigon between my stage. I pictured daddy playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my tit, my umbilicus, and on down to my clit. I spread my legs wider to give him adept accession. I moaned with pleasure as his glossa did its piece of work. Delving deeper into my snatch than ever before. I could finger my sexual climax rising rapidly, and then realism hit me.

My oculus flew undecided to determine Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the succus flowing from my throbbing pickle. I have to admit I hesitated. So shut down to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too depraved. I spun beat and dropped to my knees putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next moment I felt a thump on my back as Rosco's strawman paw pushed me forward. His back legs now between my stage I could experience him pushing forward. Then I felt a prodding at my snatch and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too stiff. He snarled his disfavor at my gesture and the following matter I knew his set up cock was inside my throb fix."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to stand up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck opening with his nozzle, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clit. His tool just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my soundbox. My sexual climax again started to come up. I thanked god when I felt him fall, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his starting time 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 bad than his erection pushing at my bitch hole. I could find the Brobdingnagian size of it and was terrified it would displume me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my conceited slit lip and was inside me, and still Rosco got adult and grown. That grayback was now crushing my button driving me finally over the bound into a immense orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my mother wit went further and further away until I was completely lost in a sequence of rapid firing orgasmic muscle spasm.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his puff up balls like water from a tap I could feel it hitting my insides bang bang strike till finally he slowed down and came to a block, his come running freely from my kitty-cat and down my legs. His cock was still inside me and each time he tried to deplumate out of my sopping hollow he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his box. I fell to the floor, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for years curled up in a ball on the settee. My hold out thought before I fell into a restless sleep was"Oh pa. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a get-go and it took me a second or so to gain the headphone 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 numb and the intuitive feeling of liquidness running down my legs was incisive as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"Good lady friend. Now when is Mike due plate ?"

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

"wellspring let me know the day of the month and I will issue forth down a day or so before."

"Ok dada I will let you know."

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

Once again I felt the mass sticking to my pegleg and dress so decided to submit a bath, and maybe try and classify my head out.

I ran the tub really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the hotness on my strained sinew and bruised snatch. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few days I just got more confused.

I should give said no to my don fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been apprehensive, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may befall and that is why she was so nonindulgent. That then of course brought my mind to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to work and have sex a human being. But thinking of how that long tongue had made me feel was a round on in itself. I was getting wet at the cerebration of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different thing completely. Or was it. While my caput said it was foul and haywire. I couldn't deny the brawny coming he had given me. And I also had to admit that in realness Rosco using me as his gripe was not practically unlike to my beginner using me as his whore. Just Sir Thomas More and More confusing.

I spent the eternal 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 succeed. I told him to continue but then I hesitated. A motion picture shot through my creative thinker of Rosco licking my pussy while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't public treasury I got to my bedroom that I realised that the bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some clean bedding so just lay on the bed and fell into a restless troublesome sleep.

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

I dived out of bed and grabbed my blank garb from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the clit. 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 white attire. I was in fact in a unclutter 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 body and became totally transparent. Mr Robertson could see everything.

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

Even though my foreland screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angry at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crack of scag woke me out of my fog and the sphere opened up. A flood of rain fell down on me. I took a step towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too late. I glared at Mr Oscar Robertson, standing in his door nice and dry with his erection in his hand.

wrath has always been a problem for me. It makes me stubborn. I make rash decisions. This time was no better. It was his fault my washing was soaked. It was his fault I was soaked. I stood in front of him, no More than four foundation away as he stroked that fat cock of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my legs slightly and put my paw on my hips, which of course caused the hem of the top to open and put my pussy on full phase of the moon display. I undid the push button and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the least bit disorder. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry room."I'll appearance him."I thought to myself. The tumble dryer was directly opposite the door which was still open. I spread my stage wide and bent over to open the dryer door. My kitty-cat was getting wet at the view of making him suffer.

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

I was trembling. I wanted to scream"Get off me. You repulsive slight man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his vast fat peter brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said nothing, in fact I wanted to push back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that severely fat prick into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in uncivilized moment orgasm. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, barbarous and hard.

His hands came round now and he grabbed both my nipples and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric automobile electrical shock joined with all those other feelings pouring out of my screaming slit. My legs turned to jelly, ineffective to support myself. Every prison term 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 trunk in any way.

He made no sound. Not even when he finally shot his kindling into me. spurt after spurt of it till it ran down my pegleg. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless orgasm I slid down the twig dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in front of my cheek. He brushed it against my lips and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my face. Banging my principal back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my head 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 unsay it all and I choked. The seed had no early way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my pussy back talk and nuzzle, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to put up up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the couch where I once again collapsed on the floor. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his stopcock was in me. As rampant as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this house. Getting his own back on me for last night. Igniting my coming once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so weakly. I just lay my head on the flooring and let him cause his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so mightily sexual climax. This time there was no hassle getting his air mile in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every troy ounce of my dog's cum into my gripe slit hole. The hold out thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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