Abby ( 1 )

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

With a stopping point looking at the ferrying I turned away from the wharfage and followed pop back to the car. I had just seen my hubby of six months get on a ferrying to France where he would start his new job as a bio mechanic. Whatever that was.

Mike and I had known each former since other schooling but it had only ever been a casual affair. When mum died last twelvemonth I just seemed to recede it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their breeding or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any paternal or enatic flavor from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sentiency of exemption just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to saloon and boozing, not too much but plenty to blind my judgement to one of the scholarly person who took advantage decent to involve my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to actualise that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came Mike. Soft, gentle, and as straitlaced as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt safe with him. Anyway we got married six months ago. pa bought us a house as a wedding nowadays and then mike was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the house for a few weeks and it had taken that long to get it decorate and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked daddy to appease for a few days. I hated being on my own More than I hated how small dada made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so bossy, 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 arrest in town for a bite to eat before heading home as it's nearly ten o'clock."

Still only half listening I agreed. He pulled into a pub just outside of Ithiel Town and once inside ordered me a vodka and nose candy. The barman said we would be called once a table was unblock in the dinning room so we sat down a waited to be called.

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

I was shocked but impulse turned my gaze in the direction daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a vernal guy in his mid 20. By his dungaree and leather crown he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went bright red and turned away sharply.

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

"More patsy you then"daddy said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The subject of the young man was dropped but I couldn't aid thinking about what daddy had said and, if I'm honest, I did have the occasional expression to see if he was still looking in my focussing. But he must give left as I couldn't see him. pop and I talked casually about zilch in particular as we ate our food and then continued on our way home.

It was half yesteryear 11 when we got back. We had left a light on so we could see our way in. Rosco our German shepherd dog jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a while I said,"I am going for a quick rain shower daddy then I will make some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."Daddy said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightdress, which buttoned all the way up to my neck and came well below my articulatio genus, then donned my dressing nightie. As I put the kettle on dada went up for his cascade. 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 search at him,"You will laugh at me."

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

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my read/write head, too stymie to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a while ?"daddy 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."papa said taking my cup off me.

I got into bed and a consequence 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 comfort in the sound of his breathing. As I started to unstrain my mind drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if daddy was right. Not that it mattered of class because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to sleep my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder ? His hired hand wandering over my breasts sending tingles all over my body. His hot osculation continued down, lower and lower till he was gently kissing between my legs. My vagina hungry for more I spread my legs for him as his clapper flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my body was like an electric car shock every time his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my favorable reception and as the shocks got stronger I started to arch my hips towards his lingua which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot plaza. All the while his hands were playing with my nipples, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my hired hand on his drumhead and ran my digit through his hair.

The flavour in my stomach was like nix I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my navel, my nipples and then my backtalk I responded. I could feel his erection knock at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a knifelike breath as it all felt so actual. As he slid his full length inside me I let out that breathing place 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 potent and unattackable until I knew it was just going to burst right through my body. That awesome sensation rose from the pit of my tummy and as it reached my throat my optic flew open.

In total confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to thrust into me, smiling as he did so. The sexual climax didn't blockade one little bit and as it exploded from my soundbox I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his cervix and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for greater insight. My back arched in that farsighted despairing cry of shocking pleasure. As pappa thrusting faster and harder so did I. Daddy let out a guttural fizzle sound as he raised himself up and his heart looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seeded player, his pappa cum spout into his little girl. I knew it was incorrectly but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't arrest my orgasm from doubling in intensity at the feeling of that liquid shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must bear drifted of to catch some Z's. Thinking of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden air."Come on sleepy-eyed head it's ten o'clock."papa said.

As I opened my middle I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked campaign that melodic theme right out of my headland. I grabbed for the bed clothing to incubate 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 sick. 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 persuasion of eating just made my stomach churn. Daddy 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."dada said,"That's a punishing one really. You were very uneasy as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose gamy and high I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your hands went between your peg. That was it really I just replaced your hands with mine and waited for you to arouse up. Nobody was more surprised than me when you did open up 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 have let me stop even if I wanted to."

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

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

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

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

"I knew when I woke this dawn that I would make no regrets. I thoroughly enjoyed you conclusion dark and, unless you say no, or tell me to quit, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your dress ?"

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

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

I had learnt at a very early age when daddy said do something you did it without question. I grabbed my things and followed him out the door. We travelled for almost an hour in silence and for the side by side two hours daddy took me from store to store buying clothes I would never dream of purchasing. Ignoring any dissent from me. The last store I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a young girl who took my hand and led me into a booth in the back of the shop.

"proceeds me home."I said when I reappeared sometime later. papa 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 hair down there it got into my tooth close night. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could have warned me. Do you give birth any melodic theme how I felt when she told me to foray off. I've never heard of a bally Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the time we got home. I put the shopping dish on the settee and put the coffee on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."Come 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 chair and grabbed me by the tomentum. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every woman's job to be uncommitted to her man. It is every girl's job to prepare her father felicitous 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. fill your apparel off."

With shaking manus I stripped. Naked I tried to overlay my eubstance."living your arms at your side and obligate your head up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hired hand down my vertebral column over my hind end to my hips. Then over my tummy and up to my bosom. Every inch of my soundbox was electrified, shocks travelling down to that spot between my peg. I shut my centre and did everything I could to oppose the intuitive feeling of foreplay. By the time his hand reached that triangle I was shaking, and to my total embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved round to the forepart and sat down. Running his manus over the fluid tegument of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the engorged mouth I let out a moan of delight."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for joy, both to give and receive. You have a decent loaded ass and your tits are magnanimous and house. They stand proud for all to see. These are the formula. While I am here you will never bear scanty 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 microphone is at dwelling. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his finger over my swollen snatch, now he slid a finger in.

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

"commodity. I suggest you sustain your new clothes in the small room and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another digit inside me. His pollex was working on my clitoris 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 Nox had broken the dam and sensations ran through my body like flowing water. He knew how closely I was. I couldn't conceal it as moans escaped my lip and my body swayed. Then, just as I was on the very sharpness, 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 foremost present moment his erection was visible 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 bigger than mike's. He sat back down."Kneel here."He said pointing at the trading floor between his branch. My middle still transfixed on his erection I did as instructed. He had very short fuzz 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 proud that I had made my papa smile with pleasure. What came adjacent was not so easy. He pulled my head forward.

"clear your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that papa would be raging so slowly I took that cock into my mouth. Again daddy instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my rima oris till I almost choked."Breath around it. breathing time through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further boulder clay he was right in my pharynx. I gagged, I was for sure I was going to smother but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my psyche down ever further. He did this several metre until finally his erection was deep in my throat and my horn in rubbed against his abdomen. Once I was all the way in he pulled my head up and down on his erecting. As I got into a rhythm method of birth control he let me do it by myself."honorable girl."he said,"goodness girl."

It did get easier but my throat would be sore for historic period after. I sensed a change after a while. The taste of his succus was different and he started to lunge up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my question up and looked into my center. His cock was just inside my mouth as he shot his ejaculate into it. My eyes showed shock. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my throat. The taste of cum was unknown. A salmagundi of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have practically alternative but to immerse almost of it but some ran out of my mouth and onto my chin. I felt his body completely relax. I lay my head on his leg, his dick still in my backtalk till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the question."fountainhead done my girl. wellspring done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few minutes daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my legs over one arm while my capitulum rested on the other. He pulled my ramification up and with a wicked smile buried his face between my legs. The barrage of his glossa on my clit brought me straight back to the sharpness of climax. My script went to his head word and urged him on to greater crusade. My orgasm flew up from between my legs and out of my mouth in a long bawling cry of ecstasy. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed same forever. Then it started to subside.

Daddy pulled my peg up and made me bear them up with my hands. I was almost crouch image. I could see his cock, erect, punishing and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my puss lips. I knew, now was the sentence 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 wandering from the continued orgasm,"Fuck me daddy. take in me yours."I whispered.

A strange look of victory crossed his face as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot twat. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My orgasm flew back to lifespan 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 saturnine gob 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 fingerbreadth joined and wormed its way around in Mexican valium. The unhurt combined tactual sensation drove me almost to insanity. right wing till the minute pop pulled his cock out of my pussy and brushed it at the golf hole of my arse. My eyes flew afford. So wide it hurt. Daddy waited for a 2d and when I didn't say anything his throbbing cock slid into my bum hollow with a seeming plop.

The infliction was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the sexual climax that my pussy was still going through. Slowly daddy pushed more and more of that hard member into my prat until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little miss bum pickle while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to shudder in rhythm to his insight and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the unimaginable happened. I orgasmed from my putz filled rectum. sundry 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 daddy filled my bum gob with his second warhead I blacked out.

I awoke some time later lying on the settee covered with a cover. I sat up and looked around. I couldn't see daddy 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 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 Logos. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if nada else. I now knew for certain that my orgasm hold out night was without doubt my first and that Mike would never be able-bodied to satisfy me sexually in the way daddy had. For a starting signal his putz was a lot smaller than dada. But I couldn't get it out of my foreland that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was unseasonable. I also knew that I would not be able-bodied 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 hr. Go and have a bath it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the door. No lock in doors 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 handle you to dinner for being a good footling 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 pitch-black flared skirt with candid toed heel. As I looked in the full length mirror I had a miscellanea of strange feeling. The adult female reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my look and even my legs but everything in between was soul else. person who looked gorgeous but was person I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A jade. I hated that cerebration but was also excited inside because I knew it would work daddy happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."daddy said, smiling."Lift the chick 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 display you to the world."

That brought about more assorted feelings. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a little ignominy that I was on video display for all to see.

Over the next few mean solar day that fear and pity would almost completely vanish. pop used me in every way possible as often as potential. I was amazed at his stamina. He taught me how to take the air and attract the aid of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in townsfolk or along the promenade so he could watch me from a space. I have to hold I was turning chief 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 daydream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my stage spread widely loose fingering myself to an sexual climax while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my face or over my tits. My voice communication had deteriorated to daddy's level as well. But as I waved good-by to him, his come dribbling down my stage, any self-confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The house was empty, tranquillize. 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 living. 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 eternal rest off. Now the garb were low enough to show off my breasts and split enough up the presence to almost show off everything else, but for working around the planetary house they were better than my new clothes and a fair compromise dad had said.

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

When I woke in the morning I decided to wash away as practically of the last few days as possible by washing the bedding material. While the washing machine did its workplace I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather was dainty took the bedding out the side door to hang it on the line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his side room access puffing on a cigarette as usual. With his aright hired man in his pocket. I had seen him several times before but only now did I recognize what his decently hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hand running along his erection and the foresighted I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to make a concerted effort to make my legs move. I walked to the clothes 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 firmly not to expect at his hand and failing miserably. I rushed back to the theater forcing myself not to look at him. I closed the door and put my back to it as I steadied my breathing. Thankfully the chicken feed was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful burden I don't know but I could palpate my pussy getting wet. He was in all elbow room a obscene man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts 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 settee, closed my oculus, and allowed my fingers to run down my body, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my legs. I pictured pa playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my bellybutton, and on down to my clit. I spread my leg wider to give him better access. I moaned with delight as his lingua did its work. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could feel my climax rising rapidly, and then world hit me.

My eyes flew open to incur Rosco with his spit avidly licking at the juices flowing from my throbbing hole. I have to intromit I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to fulfill the rising pauperism. But no. Not like this. This was just too depraved. I spun bout and dropped to my stifle putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next instant I felt a thud on my back as Rosco's front line paws pushed me forward. His back leg now between my wooden leg I could find him pushing forward. Then I felt a spur at my pussy and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disapproval at my gesture and the next affair I knew his erect cock was inside my thrill 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 rostrum, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his hammer was brushing hard against my clit. His turncock just seemed to save growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journeying deeper into my body. My coming again started to rise. I thanked god when I felt him come, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first ejaculation was only pre semen, but there was so very much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something bigger than his erection pushing at my bitch hole. I could find the huge size of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my tumesce pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got great and bigger. That knot was now crushing my clit driving me finally over the edge into a huge orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my dope went further and further away until I was completely lost in a sequence of speedy fervour orgasmic cramp.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his puff up ball like water supply from a tap I could feel it hitting my insides bang bang belt till finally he slowed down and came to a full point, his seed running freely from my pussy and down my legs. His cock was still inside me and each meter he tried to pull out of my sopping hole he sent me off on yet another 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 eld curled up in a ball on the settee. My last thought before I fell into a restless eternal sleep was"Oh daddy. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a start and it took me a secondment or so to actualize the speech sound was ringing."Hello."I said, still half asleep.

"How's my little miss ?"

"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 feeling of liquidness running down my stage was acute as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"trade good girl. Now when is Mike due menage ?"

"Err about three calendar week time."I said a lilliputian disconnected."Why ?"

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

"Ok daddy I will let you know."

"Ok well I will send for you before then so choose precaution baby girl."

Once again I felt the mess sticking to my peg and dress so decided to take 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 tense up muscleman and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the net few 24-hour interval I just got more confused.

I should suffer said no to my father fucking me. But without any indisposition I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been apprehensive, shocked even. I had to allow that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may come about and that is why she was so rigid. That then of course brought my thinker to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to lick and make love a man being. But thinking of how that farseeing tongue had made me feel was a number on in itself. I was getting wet at the opinion of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different thing completely. Or was it. While my head said it was repellant and untimely. I couldn't deny the powerful orgasm he had given me. And I also had to admit that in world Rosco using me as his gripe was not a great deal different to my father using me as his whore. Just more and more confusing.

I spent the repose of day just pottering around. Everything just going through my mind all the time didn't service at all. As I went to bed Rosco tried to follow. I told him to remain but then I hesitated. A picture snap 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 sleeping room that I realised that the bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some light litter 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 bowl of roaring."Shit."I said"My lavation is still out."

I dived out of bed and grabbed my blank apparel from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the button. As I ran outside several things became obvious.

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

2 ) I was not wearing my gabardine 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 clitoris 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 spot. Mr Robertson was slowly pulling what was an obvious erection over the top of his trunks. My gaze was riveted to it.

Even though my capitulum screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angrier at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crack of thunder woke me out of my stupor and the heavens opened up. A deluge of rain fell down on me. I took a tone towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too late. I glared at Mr Oscar Palmer Robertson, standing in his doorway nice and dry with his erection in his hand.

ira has always been a job for me. It makes me obstinate. I make heady decisions. This time was no undecomposed. It was his defect my washing was soaked. It was his fault I was soaked. I stood in front of him, no more 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 branch slightly and put my manpower on my hips, which of form caused the hem of the top to open up and put my pussycat on wide showing. 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 washing room."I'll appearance him."I thought to myself. The tumble dryer was directly opposite the door which was still open. I spread my leg across-the-board and bent over to open the drier threshold. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no trouble ramming two fingers up my hole. The precipitancy, the unexpectedness of it made me suspire out loud, it should have been a scream surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his fingers into me rapidly, his knuckles brushing against my clit. He added another finger and with three fingerbreadth fucking me my trunk was reacting rapidly. His disembarrass deal 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 call"Get off me. You repulsive little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat cock brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said nix, in fact I wanted to push back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that hard fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in wild inst climax. 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 mamilla and pinched them as hard as he could and the galvanizing blow joined with all those other tactile sensation pouring out of my screaming pussy. My legs turned to jelly, unable to support myself. Every meter 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 of the mark as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag doll unable to control my soundbox in any way.

He made no audio. Not even when he finally shot his spunk into me. spirt 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 whirl around dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat rooster still throbbing in front of my font. He brushed it against my lips and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my fount. Banging my headland back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my head still and just let him face up fuck me. He rammed that behemoth 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 pharynx it was inconceivable to swallow it all and I choked. The seed had no other way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my kitty rima oris and nose, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the threshold I tried to brook up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the lounge where I once again collapsed on the storey. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his tool was in me. As rampant as Mr Oscar Palmer Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this theater. Getting his own back on me for last night. Igniting my orgasm once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so weakly. I just lay my promontory on the storey and let him feature his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful climax. This time there was no trouble getting his burl in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every ounce of my dog's seed into my bitch pussy fix. The final stage matter I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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