Friday evening, the first week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a splash of water system while I enjoyed the placidity. It had been an eventful calendar week, Joanie my eighteen twelvemonth old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but bit in her division and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took huge pride in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her female parent's breast, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal brainiac aneurism and I was left a widower and the sole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for understanding, but, truth be told I did take help. My female parent came to stay with me for three invaluable months. She took bursting charge of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to make chemical formula, bathe and change babies and get accustomed to functioning on just a few slip time of day of sleep. Mom would cause liked to stick longer but my father's health had taken a tour for the worst and she was desperately needed at abode ; when she left I hired a nanny.

fountainhead, nanny might he understating her duties and time value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my life. commencement she helped with child care then her obligation evolved. My concern is brokerage, I buy, sell and find point for others and Mo procedure as my federal agency director now. She's just a twain of days older than I, a fiddling on the slender slope ( record skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears shabu that are unflattering and eschew war paint ; in early words she makes no effort to work herself appealing but, none the LE, after that low night and after she'd been with me for several years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to remind myself that she was a wildcat well between the sheets and blessed with the tightest pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to take. Still, we mutually concluded that a business organization family relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an acute disfavour for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the nighttime during the week and always on the weekends for our peculiar Saturday nights.

After we ended our family relationship, my sex biography went to hell in a hand basket but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to tease me and mash unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing boob against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute keister a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied bottom as she'd flair into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a short vacation bungalow in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this side of Scotland. Two workweek, two absolutely wonderful week in June of each year Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are Wood for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely geographic expedition of the epithelial duct and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that ticket Jehovah's Mark when the jangle of my telephone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with protagonist planning to go to a bonfire for a"first of Summer"party, roast some weenie, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"howdy ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my best admirer since grade school, I'd been his best man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his vociferation was still a surprise ; I knew his work schedule and he was on duty.

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

"naught honorable, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come pick her up. I'll sports meeting you at the Denny's on Somerville road in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's lecture there, not on the earphone, OK ?"

After we'd rundle off my thinker went into a spin. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a nonpareil. In fact she made suicidal decisions ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summer between eye school and high shoal I'd caught her and her girl drunkenness my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pool house. Then conclusion year, at the beginning of her next-to-last class there was the instalment involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her little tooshie over each of the above but now she was eighteen, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my keys and headed for Denny's.

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

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

Joanie was in the back up derriere of Harry's patrol car, disheveled and passed out. We managed to get her to my car where she mumbled something then collapsed over the tush. I locked the car and followed Harry to the restaurant.

We took a kiosk in the vertebral column where I could see my car, after we got coffee and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot spoilt. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending officeholder was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the number one wood is a known dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a butt spark out and the patrol policeman recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his primary squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting ship's officer there was a marijuana cigarette smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him treat the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a 1000 Worth of crack in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two John Rock wrapped in tin enhancer. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their shit in the girls'bag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( assault of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for self-will, St. Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the nookie away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a sound female child but this could give gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

Harry knew how I dealt with these kind of trouble, he asked,

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this time ; leave tomorrow cockcrow, maybe have a minuscule detox session and let her spend well-nigh of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ cause she won't be able to sit."

"My Guy, that might do work. And tell her Uncle Harry will put her in handlock and leg smoothing iron if she does it again,"with a grin.

The drive home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the episodic snarful and groan from the wino in the backseat it was in muteness. At home plate I helped her stumble to her bedroom, undressed her pile to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In cattiness of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the article of clothing I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller grasp with items I would or might need. From XVIII years experience there were sealed things that Joanie might require. If she didn't smell well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a little missy, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a rest aid and assistance with onanism, the red light bulb clyster syringe and, of course my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added nanna's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, bacon, haschisch Brown, whole wheat toast, orange succus and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of Roger Bacon around her plate and took several taste of the testis before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"Daddy, I'm so sorr…"

I cut her off.

"Eat what you can then go pack, we're going up to the cabin as soon as you're quick and, Princess, pack supernumerary PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

Big as saucers, her eyes,"What dad ?"

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

The ride to the cabin was quiet down. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the wireless, Classic Country, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in town, got supplying for a week then drove on, it was darkening by the time we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the eventide was chilly I asked if she'd like a ardor, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a sleeping accommodation and bathroom on the flat coat floor and a sleeping garret above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a tub and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with onion plant and peppers then sautéed two perch fish filet while spinach simmered.

Joanie was clad in a robe that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the pigeon loft. I'd finished dinner party so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a shaper's Mark but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry calendar month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every young woman it these tarradiddle is the most beautiful girl in the populace ( how the piece of ass can they all be the most beautiful miss in the globe ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a daily round 130. She has rather full boob, a poofie tummy and a fundament made up of counterpart overweight globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those sess monger she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the attic. As a jape I'd bought her pajamas for her seventeenth natal day, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one composition, had footies and a drib seat ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a step-in business. She'd put as much fabric as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; smart girl, but no hope.

dinner was a rather quiet intimacy. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apology and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those hoi polloi"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, fustian, blah, blah."

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"papa, you can't, I'm eighteen, an adult, you know. I could go to the law, couldn't I ?"

"Why not go to your Uncle Harry, he's the one that saved your cute nates, do you think that would facilitate you ?"

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

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

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the little paper container.

"Daddy, please, this is so stymie, don't watch me."

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

"Oh pop, yes, I smoked some marijuana, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

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

The test showed the presence of the cannabis but, thank God, naught else registered.

As she wiped and flushed I walked into my bedroom ; she followed.

I'd already positioned a chair in the heart of the elbow room, straight backed, no arm, uncomfortable for practically besides its intended purpose.

Joanie saw the hairbrush, Grandma's hairbrush, resting on the English table.

"Please daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

twenty dollar bill, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her jammies, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the driblet flap. Already I heard a few tear ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. Panties were plain

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

": settle down,"I said. I stroked her young body until she'd calmed.

"standstill up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pyjama were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her boob were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single objet d'art. First her swollen titty then her puffy pot, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her restrain her step-in on because I thought it was more humble to her to ingest me withdraw them off, office of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the floor at her metrical foot as I began.

I started at the junction between her bottom and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit spotlight to the top of her buttocks then back down.

Crack, crack, crack, the resounding euphony of flesh coming together flesh. After about thirty belt I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, fearsome audio of the oak backed brush falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, center flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"pa, I'm so sorry, I'll never do anything like that again."

I rolled her over and held her on my lap then took a tissue and let her gas her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a mess for a while. It tied her in knots when she did something that upset me so a good deal that I punished her.

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

"pa, can I sleep here this night, I don't want to have to go up up to the loft ?"

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

"Un hunh, please,"she answered, we both knew what that would be.

I got one of the tranquillizing suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shadowiness of red, violet, majestic with just a trace of blue, damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether face. She was pink, a squiffy hoop, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index finger. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

"Thank you Daddy, now can you curb me."

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

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

After a few hour and in a precarious voice she asked,"dada can you assist me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a baby ?"

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

"I'm disconsolate Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an babe I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and grin if I traced my digit along her Venus cleft, her slit back then it was zip More than a pinko valley, her labia and clit were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen yr old self.

"Please Daddy,"she begged as she took my hand and pulled it toward her ; the back of my hand brushed the silken hair covering her Monday veneris.

"Please,"she said as she opened her pegleg and guided my paw to her.

I let her, I didn't endeavour to terminate her nor did I pull away. My middle digit found her groove. I'd used my index digit when she was Danton True Young but my center fingerbreadth was longer, better able-bodied to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a baby with just a pocket-size immature slit. Her outer labia were puff up, her inside labia protruded beyond the outer, her clit was big and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the dead body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministrations then snuggled against me. Soft appease snore, the sedative had taken core, she slept.

I didn't, no eternal rest for the distasteful and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical reason before the accessibility of birth control ; but no longer.

The birds and the bees lecture, mother to daughter, father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more common sense, mother to son, a woman who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a good and considerate lover ? And a father to his girl, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teenager across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

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

I took my manus back, her glibness on my finger. I brought it to my lips ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smiling on my face.

I awoke to the smelling of coffee percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her head into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of java and a home on Roger Bacon, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for stopping point night Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

She lifted her robe and leaned forward displaying her bottom and a bit more.

"pinch me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My piddling Princesses tail was stilled a mottled red and garden pink ; at least the other vividness of the rainbow had faded. I rested my thenar on her sorely mistreated bottom.

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

"pa, are you going to spank me again tonight ?"She asked as she again took her seat.

"Do you think you deserve another ?"I asked.

An absolute non sequitur, she whispered,"Do you think I've got a cute behind ? I think it's too big."

What could I say, Marcie, my departed wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a little pudgy and diffuse with strawberry mark blonde hair, full tit and a plump rear ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My mind wandered and I began to get an hard-on memory. Caucasian as coagulate cream, how I'd loved to allow a pinkish hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the thoroughgoing tooshie, I know, my script fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you imagine you deserve another ?"

"Probably, I probably do but you really don't need to, I swear I'll never do anything like that again. I was so scared in that car I'm glad the police force stopped us, I was never so happy to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those citizenry sound like crowd banger or drug dealers from what Harry told me."

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

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

"Way, way over my oral sex. Almost as soon as we left the company they fired up a couple of reefer then the guy in the back seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some unused young white pussy. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my tit. Then he said to the former guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ hellhole yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big inglorious hawkshaw tear up that beef's Andrew D. White ass.'He was trying to pull my pants off when we got pulled over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to outrage me ; both of them and that young woman was going to watch. pappa, I'm still a Virgo. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed sorry, more degrading that another miss was going to get her kicks watching it pass off, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a Virgo the Virgin forever or anything like that but I want to choose when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

I knew she was a virgin, my probing finger the night before had explored her vagina. She was tight and I'd felt her maidenhead but for now I thought it honorable if we change the subject.

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a walk around the lake, we can verbalize then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a shower. She was still only wearing her gown, her pajamas and panties were in her helping hand as she climbed the ladder to the loft.

Half way up she turned her question, our heart met and she gave me a little grinning,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in loose match shorts, tee shirt and a pair of canary ; I was waiting at the bottom of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her moderate the conversation. It had been a horrific experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from enquiry and arrest her awe had been transferred to another portion of her material body. He'd saved her virtuous pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. splendid judgment of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so blessed stupid person ; Daddy, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, Lester Willis Young people make stupid mistakes but that's a big voice of learning, of maturing. I know null like this will ever bump again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a escape of duck coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a little late for their N migration, it was other June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a fleck of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head word on my lap.

The serenity of the sunup, the kiss of the blue sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's headway. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my shortstop then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a sensual dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the intuitive feeling she was giving me were arresting. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty park middle and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

"Oh God, I'm gon na cum baby, I'm gon na cum,"I moaned.

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her sassing she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My Little Princess might be a virgin but it was discernible that she had some experience at oral.

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

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

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

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

Back inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get set while I got her cup and trial strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and pantie around her mortise joint. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her vesture I tested her urine. Still registering marijuana but not as high as the day before. I led her to the sleeping accommodation and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the hips, I unzipped her underdrawers and let them fall to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na larrup every day that you continue to picture cocksure for marihuana. Not like yesterday but still you'll feel it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

I gave her ten moderately hard whang on her panties then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and position asking if she'd like to lie down for a slight while..

"Will you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to stand, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and T-shirt but was naked from the shank down, which I tried my best to ignore.

Joanie was snuggled tightly against me, she started to let the cat out of the bag but I couldn't understand her, she was mumbling something about Morgana I asked and she repeated herself.

"papa how come you broke up with Morgana and don't day of the month anymore ?"

I had to recall how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other things were more crucial to me."

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

"fountainhead, you did bear your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was green-eyed, I wanted to be your daughter ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

"Joanie, you'll always be my young woman, you're my petty Princess."

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

"Nosey minuscule affair, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

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

"My bedroom's succeeding to yours, I could hear through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nights and moan and groan on Saturday, the dark he parted her tight little bottom. God, that was the easily, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

Even with their rather intimate position watched her redden in overplus, then she whispered,"Daddy, I knew what you two were doing. The net, you know."

"And ?"

"Oh pappa, this is so hinder, please don't make me say."

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed side by side to him, he gave her a piddling hug.

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

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

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

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

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you want to detect out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her tee shirt and shed her bra,"Touch me papa, delight touch me."

Her bosom were milky white capped with small pink nipples.

He caressed them as he drew her finisher and kissed her, there was no going back now.

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her first sexual climax not brought by her own hand. His hand cupped her plump arse as he kissed over her soft tummy.

As his probing knife parted her rim and he laved her vulva, Joanie made her own sounds.

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her pelvic girdle up to meet him she wailed in alien pleasure. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was set up as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her pegleg back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingerbreadth he opened her then guided his cock to her virginal portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her tender maidenhead teardrop, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

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

As he continued Joanie began to relax and live with the invasion of her young body. Her legs wrapped around his pelvic arch as she thrust back to fulfill his strokes. Sounds emanated from inscrutable in her throat as she cooed.

"nookie me pappa, have it away your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me thoroughly, fuck me good."

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

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

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

"Good. I do want to have your baby but not yet. I want us to get some fun first, don't you ?"

"You bet Princess,"he answered as he pulled her atop him.

"Squat over me,"he instructed as he guided his penis to her vagina.

"Sit on me and exact me in."

Slowly Joanie eased down. She was still sore from the departure of her virginity. She took him completely then rested.

"You're beautiful Princess,"he said as he admired her.

Her wax breasts, her poofie little tummy, her reddish gold silklike pelt and, nearly of all her alluring cheek smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me dada, it makes me feel like a woman. Am I your cleaning lady now ?"

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything dada, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few more groceries and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought respective programme B pills and some scented lube. The oral contraceptive for contiguous use, of trend but the lubricator was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my cleaning lady more was in store as far as her intimate education was concerned. I'd always had a druthers for anal sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be volition ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth control method. The Plan B pills were a stop gap cadence, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an grownup doctor, she'd only ever seen her baby doctor ; once place I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our arena. I had Joanie phone to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an designation for the pursue day. The medico let her know that she would be doing a complete physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd neediness to bathe before we left and that she should fag out clothing that was sluttish to get into and out of. She would probably be nude painting during the exam. to the highest degree would be everyday, checking her ticker musical rhythm, ears, nose, throat and eye then it would become more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

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

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

Joanie was as aflutter as a tenacious tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairwoman as we drove to the Dr.'s position and, once there she insisted that I be in the way while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, nozzle, throat, etc. then a tit exam before the pelvic.

The doctor was especial as she explained what she was going to do each footstep of the way.

Two finger's breadth into her vagina then quivering of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap spot then a new boxing glove and the bi-manual, one fingerbreadth in her vagina the second in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

As the Dr. withdrew her fingers and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grin.

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

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

Gently the doctor rubbed her tummy saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be assuage, I won't harm you, I promise."

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

As she talked the doc was lubricating her index finger. She touched Joanie's anus, gently pressing and saying,"Just relax, it will be over in a moment or two."

"Bear down for me Joanie."As she did so, her sphincters relaxed and the doctor's finger slid in.

Completing the exam the Doctor handed her respective tissues, saying,"Maybe you'd like to tread into the lav and clean up while I get your new IUD."

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up engagement for two weeks hence and a precaution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the heel counter nuisance comforter ; Tylenol, isobutylphenyl propionic acid or such and rest a bit.

On the private road habitation I let her go on about what it was like to be examined. None of it was really pleasant but she fixated on how humiliating the rectal examination was.

"I mean papa, she had her digit up me as far as she could go checking my womb and cervix from the rearwards side, ick."

Rob chuckled,"What's so terrible Princess, I've had my digit in you lots of times."

"Oh that's different, you're my Daddy, I don't mind when you do it."

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her morn subroutine. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually active she should be off the hook for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the privy and tested. Very low tier of THC but still present.

After her spanking I helped her to the bed. Like I mentioned earlier Joanie was always upset after she'd been punished. Today was no exception.

"Daddy, I'm getting the cramp iron like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you require some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lubricant in you, I'm going to stimulate to keep on my finger's breadth in you ‘ til your muscularity grip them and turn them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five moment. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a kiss in the cheek and told her,"You have a cute bottom."

"You really think so, I think it's too big."

"No, you're perfect, plush and plump just like your mother. Now, why not take a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my charwoman, she wants to bear my babies and live as my wife. She was xviii and I was forty-one, we could have several tyke if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college educational activity, she was so bright but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my concluding mental test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's insight and my turncock was one hellava lot bragging than her melt off digit ; we'd have to see.

I'd started dinner when Joanie groggily wandered into the kitchen.

"Feeling better Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

She smiled,"I do, I do, I do, sex is fun, don't you think so ?"

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to dress, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of light slippers she was bare under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her titty and uttered,"daddy's sweet,"as I took one then the former between my lips.

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

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a secondly and third. As I brought her off for the Forth River clip she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a painful pleasure. She was too sore to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a second. Her front-runner position.

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a trashy twenty percent climax. I hadn't cum.

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and recover for a few minutes then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

"I want you from behind tonight Princess. Get up on your knees."

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a girlish precious coral pinko,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the gross pussy, curse this tactile property so honorable. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe harder, more rapidly.

"You're in boost dada, God you're stretching me. It hurts a little but it's a nice hurt."

I began to pump her, I was deeper into her, she winced as I grazed her cervix uteri. I apologized then rode her even harder.

Her normal sounds had changed. She was panting like a diminished bitch being ridden by a big German language shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One mournful groan after another as Rob pounded her twat with the piece of ass of her life then with a yowl he blasted pulse after impulse of his ropy cum into her

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

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

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to have sex me to end, you felt so big in me. My poor little pussy's so sore but at to the lowest degree I know what Morgana got."

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

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

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

"What do you mean, ‘ Close,'what were you doing with her ?"

Rob gave first one then the other of her plump cheeks a squeeze,"Figure it out Princess."

As he traced a unity fingerbreadth along her fling he saw the realization and fear jiffy in her eyes.

"dada, you were in her bootie, weren't you ?"

He just smiled at her.

"You're going to do that to me, aren't you ? please don't Daddy, God it would be so stinky and mussy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"formulation mostly, she'd create herself uninfected and we'd use passel of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a scant repast the night before then enemas several hr before."

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

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how much I like anal retentive sex. She got a little pain from it but, like you, she likes a footling bit of pain with the pleasure."

"I don't think I want to do that Daddy, just thinking about it, talking about it scares me. I don't think I could take your big cock up in my belly."

They dropped the study and over the next two weeks naught more was said. Their sex biography was patronize and dynamic, exploring various side. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from seat. She liked the feel of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her hard. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of clip on her soft buttocks, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

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

The first time he slid up on her spine and ran his putz along her whirl, touching her she was so panic-struck she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to put down you. Slowly he ran his tool up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

With the head of his cock pressed against her anus he whispered,"I'm gon na cum,"as he spewed on her tight ring.

"That wasn't so bad now was it Princess ?"

"No dada, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two calendar week had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up appointment found no problems. Joanie was ok for a year unless something untoward happened.

On the way home from the doc's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the making for a salad. That was going to be this night's supper.

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

After their light-headed supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. oral exam then cowgirl followed by a slow stamp missioner. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a undivided boiled egg, one piece of goner, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an ominous feeling. She was wearing only her slippers, a duo of scanty and her robe.

The salad last Nox, the poach egg for breakfast, she remembered how he had told her how Morgana prepared. He was getting her ready for anal sex, she just knew the enemas would be next.

"Daddy,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

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

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

She could see into the bedroom from the Bath. She heard H2O running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her cowardly eyes tracked him as he got the red incandescent lamp clyster syringe and a lube of lubricating substance and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hand saying,"seed on Princess, it's time."

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

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

"I want my gown,"she said.

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

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

She felt him touch her, the chill of the lubricating substance as he fingered her hole.

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him diffuse her boldness and slip in the syringe.

After five light bulb she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdomen working the pee deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

He continued to massage her saying,"Let the water do its work."

When the cramping got to severe he helped her to the commode then left so she could void privately.

He could hear the splash of fecal issue, the sound of escaping gas and his slight girl's moans. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A second five medulla oblongata enema followed by a third and finally a small three lightbulb insertion and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a clean robe and panties for her while she was in the toilet. Another quick bathroom and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to hold off three hours after your clyster,"glancing at his sentinel he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he tell her the truth ? If nothing else he was always honorable with her.

"Princess, noon will be the first sentence. We're going to do it four or five clip over the course of the day."

"Oh pop,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to check you in as quickly as potential. I'm afraid you're going to suit quite familiar with light repast and enemas, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to rest but in her exhausted state she was sleeping within minutes.

Gently he shook her,"It's noon Princess,"he said as he rolled her panties off.

She started to screak but then she felt his lovely clapper on her. God how she adored receiving oral sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him cull up the lubricant from the pillow.

get-go one finger then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincter then more lube. He helped her to lie future to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery voice answered,"Yes Daddy."

"Remember how I was on your back rubbing against you ? We're going to do it the same way, you'll lie on your tummy and I'll lie on your back. That's the easiest way for the girl and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her pelvic girdle and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her chap several multiplication then guided it to her opening.

"Push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The top dog of his dick split her sphincter muscle and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the pornography film Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like flak. She heard the number one of what she knew would be many groan, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to relax. the Nazarene, I love your tail. You're so tight, like a velvet baseball glove gripping me. You're the expert Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissues were ship's boat and, as a virgin she was being stretched to adapt his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to squirm out from under him.

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

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

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no feeling in the world like a offspring girl's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight bobby pin of her sphincter muscular tissue squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be marvelous but it would never be quite the like. She'd be looser each time to come time. That wasn't all bad, she would be instruct how to twist those muscles to wring and masturbate him and he could take on a small rougher.

"Tighten up, squeeze me, help me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. pulse rate after streaming heart rate spewed into her, he thought he'd never terminate cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a quart into her yet he stayed in her until he'd softened. As he fell out he could see that she was dripping, she had a huge anal cream pie.

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

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

He kissed her eyes and then her sassing,"Yes you're my womanhood for now and for ever."

"You kinda forced me, didn't you ?"

"Yes, I guess I did and for that I'm sorry."

"I'm not. I knew I'd have to do it sometime. It did anguish but, in true statement, the expectancy was worse than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the throne for a little while then put a couple of step-in on and come lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a piece and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her tummy, her head on his thorax and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're fantastical. Far and away the C. H. Best I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"Other girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small-scale little butt, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump bottoms, like mamma's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no more. I'm your girl now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't brain watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

They'd been resting for about an hour when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

Joanie shimmied out of her panties and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her hips he said,"We're going to try a different position this time."He rolled her onto her back with her rosehip on the pillow so that her bottom was elevated.

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

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

"Ok Daddy."

"push Princess."

When he popped into her she grimaced and groaned. As he slid forward Joanie moaned and one eye teared. When he was completely in he rested.

"Feel the fullness again Princess ?"

A trouble,"Unhuh,"rasped from mystifying in her throat.

"I know you're probably feeling some pain. I'm stretching you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be able to subscribe to me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her white meat and leaned forward to kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of boob, with her soft white tummy and gold curls ; I could just eat you up."

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

"Joanie, have you ever pleasured yourself with your fingers ?"

"Daddddddddy, what variety of a doubt is that. God, even in this situation you can embarrass me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

After various shot Joanie was rubbing herself in rhythm with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her sounds changed from exclusively moans to throaty moans interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her eyes and a minuscule smile played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten minutes then forced her wooden leg further back and poking hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

Joanie's body trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own succus were flooding out in one of the strongest orgasms she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her fingers flying until they were both drained.

"God that was intense Daddy."

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it ; you liked ?"

"My poor bottom's sore but my picayune pussy's sure happy."

It was moving toward recently afternoon, Rob said,"Let's grab a exhibitioner and get a snack to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and cole coleslaw Joanie said,"That position was kinda neat, how we could look on each early's faces, see each other's optic. Is that your favorite position ?"

"I like it for just those intellect but, no, my dearie is girlfriend under on her knees, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

"You know how you like cowgirl, how you can tantalise me, bounce and really get into it ?"

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her smell my strength, all of my length and girth, giving her a rasping ride."

"God, you make it sound like she's in a overtop, submissive position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

"Is that what we're going to do later ?"

"No, you're not ready for that. I like to represent hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The delay wasn't long. He took her paw and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her carpet slipper, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her panties off.

Sitting on the bedside he guided her over his lap saying,"We need to relubricated you after the shower."

Her little ring was red ; the vigorous physical exertion she'd received was discernible as he fingered the lubricating substance into her.

He started with her on her cover but without the pillow. Lifting her branch he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the to the full belief in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to deform her.

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

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

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

He continued to hold her lower tummy, then taking her hand and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic os he said,"Feel."

She was startled, it was as if something active was in her venter, she could feel it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

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

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

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not make clean up a little and issue forth back. I want a some of my Princess afters ; put on a picayune make-up, lipstick and eye liner, I want you sexy.

"Really,"she exalted as she leapt from the bed.

"Really, now hurry up, pa's hungry."

Rob was lying on his back when she returned.

"Sit on my chest of drawers facing me,"he directed.

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her somewhat ping cunt was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

Accompanied by her ohs, ahs, coos and Oh my Gods, he tongued her for over ten minutes before he sucked the ruby red tip of her clitoris between her lips.

She couldn't hold back her assiduity on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her pussy against his lips until she came with a rushing and gush of tasty, lemony peach flavored girlfriend juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"well, take the thing off the chest of drawers and tilt the mirror a little, I think you'll be capable to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the foreland board and reclined against it with his legs extended.

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

"All of me but not much of you."

"I'm going to lube you, can you see my hand ?"

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

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your finger up my little tail hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal reverse cowgirl. I want you to pull your human knee under you and squat over me. Once I'm in you can sit down. You'll be directing the action, ok."

Once he'd gotten the forefront in her she sat down with a slight moan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, lean forward just a little, I want to see me in you, let me look up to your grotesque ass. Ride me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her rosehip and let her rock'n'roll and ticker on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly noises of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her devolve on his fingers to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

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

"Right,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the in effect view.

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

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

"pushing Princess."

She was still quite fast but it was getting easier each time.

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

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

"Feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it feel good ?"

"It feels sorta like the cramps I get when you give me an enema, like I really, really have to go."

"Put your hand under you, on your abdomen. I'm going to change my angle of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able to sense me."

Once her hired hand was in place he scooted in high spirits on her backbone so his incursion was more toward her movement ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you Daddy, I can feel you."

He grasped each of her cheek opening her quip wider, going thick than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her late, hard and fast for several minutes. He moans had turn to lament, her sobbing to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

"Squeeze me, help me cum and it will be over,"he instructed.

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

better, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as deep. He stayed in her until his orb were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his weapons system, instead she curled into the fetal position with her back to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a modest taste of what rough play is like."

"That was a little appreciation ? I don't want a platter full, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her pilus was a disheveled batch, her eyes were swollen and pull stained trailing black run over her expression where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"semen here and let me take hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a taste perception, what's the"full-of-the-moon Monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an hr or Sir Thomas More, that was lupus erythematosus than five minutes."

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

"That's pretty pixilated, you really don't like Morg do you ?"

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my office handler, an significant employee to me, I hope you can understand."

"well, that's what I want, maybe you'll find a way. I'm not going to do it ‘ til I see individual else take it."

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Timothy Leary fucked so difficult she can't walking, ok ? I hate her and I want her to yearn for a week."

Rob dropped it, it was obvious that Joanie's loathing ran deep.

They made up, she cooled off, wasn't mad at him any more, said,"I can't stay pissed at you Daddy."

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoonful position. He'd taken her from behind, his hands fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the fifth time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an washed-out sleep.

They spent the Libra the Scales of their metre at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two twenty-four hour period, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the closeness, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential posture except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be parting of their own repertoire, full stop, broad stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all forefather and daughter but where was their intimate bonding going. Joanie wanted to populate as Rob's married woman and ingest his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more know and sleep together married person. He could run his business sector from a sound and computer from their modest cabin until he could supersede it with a lakefront home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her Fatherhood business organisation. Rob decided he'd give her a ascent and a 10 % share of the business to uphold to run their city office. He planned to put everything in movement as soon as they got back.

Robert sunburn : The intimately laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish byword : Man plans, God laughs.

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

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

"I'll be back tomorrow eve belatedly then I'm meeting with Morgana in the first light, how about lunch ?"

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

"If you think that's best, certainly, we can. need breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the best Jewish deli in townspeople. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

After they ordered Rob asked,"What's so significant Sol ?"

"Rob do you bonk what a embezzlement is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a watchword no businessman ever wants to study. It's synonymous with misapplication and that's what has occurred in your office."

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

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

"Yeah, certainly Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the alone loss I can identify, I think I've found it all ; these copies are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this selective information but, I hope you understand, I don't sense much like breakfast, what I feel like is that I just got kicked in the balls."

"Rob, I understand, I know how much you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her more responsibility along with Sir Thomas More money and a percentage of the commercial enterprise. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of row an option or you could terminate her. Why not talking to her first, witness out what happened, why she did it then determine how to proceed."

"Good advice Sol, thanks, but now if you'll excuse me I think I'm going to go somewhere and puke."

Rob walked for blocks lost in thought, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plan. Finally, he came to a conclusion. Maybe he could salvage Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her reply ; tonight.

He took out his cellular phone sound and called the office.

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

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

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

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

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

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

"Princess, something's happened at the bureau, I'm afraid it may stay our plans, I hope not but I'm merging with Morgana this evening to discuss affair. I'll be belated getting domicile, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"pa, you're going to induce sex with"That Woman,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, immature daughter, if that didn't audio Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. Hope I do because if I do you may get your wish."

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

"sang-froid your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

Over the course of the day he brought his beautiful, desirable daughter off five meter but he wouldn't let her reciprocate,"Saving the succus for where it might do the most good."

"Daddy, what's going on ?"

"Ask me tomorrow,"was all he'd tell her.

He was fashionably deep, ringing her doorbell at eight-ten. She answered with a smile.

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a ecru pantsuit, off-white mid-heeled ticker, a Caucasian blouse with a petty brown laurel wreath worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the boss give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a bottle of a fine chardonnay grape,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her life room she was head-in-the-clouds and girlish in a way a forty-three twelvemonth old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the Truth be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a engagement until she went to bring with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girlfriend with glasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did take her valedictorian and get her a entire ride learnedness to a ticket college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job audience, they'd met in a coffee bean shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could share her table.

How she remembered it, she was nearly struck obtuse, here was a really hot guy sitting with her. As they talked she learned that he was newly widowered and had a small child, he was looking for a nanny.

Morgana was between business, yeah, do I necessitate the Big ogdoad house or the aggressive pocket-size firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a masters in accountancy and was moving up in the world ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary and I'm between Book of Job right now, would you consider me for your nanny billet, I've never been a nanny-goat but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her aliveness, she was trembling, her tummy rolling and her vesica about to burst as she waited for his reply.

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a little grinning,"So you're a professional, too. Mine's from Columbia University, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of line I'm serious Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Timothy Leary, how much money do you dominate in the receptive food market ?"

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

"Sherwood Anderson has an pass of $ 212,000 on the table but a little business firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a she-goat and if you could do some employment with my party on the account side I could number up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so embarrassed, he had a little grin on his case, he took her hand and kissed the back like a Daniel Chester French gentleman.

"I love your scent Morgana."

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

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

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a gooselike fair sex, at least she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the smell of your essence. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies way, choose off your panties and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a advanced Washington D.C. apple but when they walked out her step-in were his souvenir. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her skinny little soundbox ached all over. He'd fucked her every way conceivable, spanked her and ended the eve by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started piece of work for him the next Mon break of day. Then he'd kicked her to the check, now he was back.

She finished the terminal of her wine and asked,"Care for Sir Thomas More Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to talk, don't you ?"

"What do you signify Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audit ?"

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you have it away what he found…"

She started to answer, to deny.

"Morg, please, don't lie to me, I know what you've done, what I want to know is why."

She started to tremble as her centre teared.

He knew she was about to lose mastery. He stood, took her hand, led her to the privy and dropped her bring down clothing.

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

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

He took a pad of toilet tissue paper, wiped her, helped her to stand and straightened her clothing.

"Now, secernate me what happened."

"Oh Robbie, I don't know, I just don't know. I was pissed at you and I went a little crazy."

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your Bos give you a salary increase,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan pant suit and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

"Morg, you've been my ripe hand for a lot of years, I can't remember anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we bestow in the police ? Should I fire you, what would you do if it was your conclusion ?"

"Rob, please, not the police, I'd never be able to get another job, please not that, anything but that."

"Ok, let's take the cops off the mesa, you think I should elicit you then ?"

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go suicidal if you fired me, I don't want to ever be anywhere else but here, if I can't be here I don't want to be anywhere, please not that, it would be like banishment from an Amazonian tribe, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the sand trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last matter in the populace he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business enterprise genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key news, words she'd understand.

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

A light came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad girls. What do you do when Joanie is a bad girl ?"

"Morg, she's my daughter, when she's a bad girl I spank her. Are you suggesting that I should larrup you ?"

"Yes, yes, please Robbie, anything to let me continue to operate here."

He took a few moments appearing to think over what she'd said.

"Morg, can you pay the $ 2000 back ?"

"Robbie, I don't have it all, I can give you $ 300 now, ok ?"

I'll recite you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll come over every Saturday to amass whatever you can pay, ok."

He could see her relax, this wasn't going to be so bad she thought ; wrong.

"Now the rest, yes, you've been a bad girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday Night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you agree to that ?"

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

"Is that going to exchange tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left hand he picked up the short valise he'd brought while with his right he took Morgana's hand.

"Let's get it over with,"he said as he led her to her bedroom.

He surveyed the room, at her self-love there was a fine heterosexual backed chair, ideal for the topic at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her hanker sleeved blouse then down the movement before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s slight woman, her boob were small and mellow, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

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

"footstep out of your brake shoe,"he ordered.

Beautiful bone pump with a medium hound were shed, he unfastened the waistline dance band of her pants and let them fall.

He told her to abuse out of the slack water ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh highs and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the privy not to long before he saw that she might stymie herself. He led her back, lowered her step-in and seated her. It wasn't a catamenia, rather a spirt, spurt, pip-squeak before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into spot and led her to the chair.

He opened his typesetter's case and took gran's hairbrush out, laying it aside he pulled her across his lap.

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your panty for a while then I'll take them down and establish you some more, finally you'll get ten of my proficient with the brush. Did you have your clyster ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering vocalization she answered,"Yes Robbie, two."

He knew she meant Fleets.

"good, then I'll give you a reaming to remember."

"Ok Robbie, that's what I want, too."

"Afterwards do you want me to persist the nighttime Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a crack, laurel wreath on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her little butt, so small, so tight, his hired man covered both cheeks, she was in tears. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was a good girl, she'd never been spanked in her life story ; she was being spanked now.

Her leg were splayed and she was sobbing by the sentence she'd absorbed the ten percent gust. Then, over her panties she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to meet his mite and came explosively.

He teased,"Your pantie seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her slim pelvic arch and off. As he held then they seemed small-scale enough to fit a young child.

Time for some more, he said, as he began to paddle. Flesh on build the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streaks of blueing. She was squirming, kicking and trying to get out but her pocket-sized consistence was easily to hold in. With just his give manus on the low of her back he held her in place until she'd ceased her combat, he gave her four or five to a greater extent firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his decently hand and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her endorsement sexual climax

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

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

hand gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her human knee, hands parted her small nether brass, force per unit area against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"get-up-and-go Morg."

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

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

It hurt like flame but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really gravelly with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to bust up her, he was going to make love her pretty arduous but she'd be able to take the air tomorrow.

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

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

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

"Morg, sweetheart, are you still having periods."

Shyly she answered,"Not every month but sometimes."

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendancy ?"

She snorted out a jest,"For the last six twelvemonth abstinence."

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

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to paddle you, bed you then bask your odoriferous tiny ass."

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

"Not as concentrated and no hairbrush, why, did you like it."

"When I came, yeah. I can't believe you made me cum from a spanking, incredible."

He let her snuggle against him, in spite of the rough anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

She whispered,"I was mad at you, that's why I did it. I guess I was just looking for some citation from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to take aim some meter to reinstate the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real issue although I do expect it to be repaid. You could take up the additional $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

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

Gently he rolled her to her binding and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were unmistakable as he slid forward. She was as crocked as a young little girl, mingy than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the course of the night, between full stop of dozing, they copulated several More metre. He left saying,"I'll see you at the part, I'll be there around noon."

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

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

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

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

"Settle down Joanie, those green eyes of jealousy you're exhibit are about to garner you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have coffee berry and I'll state you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"Daddy, she stole from you, of course you should enkindle her."

"That could put a material plication in our plan, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these fork,"I guess it would, wouldn't it ? So, what are you going to do ?"

"Rehabilitate her, in fact I've already started."

"How so ?"

"A little marijuana cigarette and carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to cope with with her each Saturday dark until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to prompt her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the Daucus carota sativa ?"

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

"That doesn't make sense, how for me ?"

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in homework. That day I'm going to secernate her to skim them, that I want to give her a complete wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my press, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requisite three hours. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's near little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her midget chest and childlike hips across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a piffling of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor woman would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In nastiness of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, second, she was going to give a video recorder with her so she could cinema it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, fourth dimension dragged.

She missed her pappa on the Saturday nights he was away. She hated that he came home with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their home had an concern characteristic. The maestro bedroom's prominent walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the sleeping one-fourth and a mo entree from the can. She could extend in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but well-situated chair so that she had an unobstructed sight line to the bed. Her video tv camera was on a tri-pod and set for natural action. And now clock time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just calendar week, days away from her induction. Time was flying toward that portentous event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute good merchant ship being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of harsh sex. In accuracy, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

Inevitably that final Saturday was upon them. Rob let her screw that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final examination installment.

Joanie's tummy was a slew, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhea and a washy bladder, she'd peed four metre before the doorbell rang.

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten proceedings, she assumed they were handling their concern transactions before she heard the water system running in the side by side can. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pants suit when he led her in, she was carrying a lilliputian overnight showcase, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her debt instrument, she was beaming like a high shoal girl on her showtime engagement with the football game star.

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

"afters Morgana, I want to give you a oceanic abyss cleanup. I'll give you a series of enema until the weewee runs clear. I want your rectum and colon completely empty, I thought we could own a nice yearn session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pale lavender, Rob took her crownwork off, folded it and lay it on the professorship. Then an off-white shell came over her head. Her brassiere was also blanch lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her titty were no more than a pair of fried orchis capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"tone out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

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

Her scanty were the Same blanch lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a small fry size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a single cheek of her plump backside. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely midget Morgana was. Her fumble was auburn, not shaved but trimmed neatly. He took her deal, led her to the bed, sat and brought her across his lap.

"I'm going to use a little lubricator,"he said as he spread her cheeks. As his finger slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her clyster Joanie wondered, she got five medulla oblongata each time, could this tiny woman manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

"Robbie, I've got to go,"she pled.

Instead he helped her onto her back on the bed and began to massage her abdomen.

"I want to get the water way up in you looker, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the water, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the water was forced deeper into her bowels.

Finally he helped her to stand, she was bent grass like an old woman, holding her belly and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

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

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's bowels emptied. Gas, feces and moans escaped, it lasted for more than ten instant. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

"Rob, I think I need an arm to angle on,"she heard after the flush.

trine sessions and then she was clear. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

"God Robbie, I think I like my Fleets better, this is exhausting."

"Just take it wanton for a few minutes, then I'll apply you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her ears, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her Daddy was doing this as a bonus for her as she heard him continue,"your spanking."

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

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

He took her habiliment from the chair, laid her affair on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her hips, displaying her ass. He laid his hand on her, one paw covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the contact. He held her down in the mouth and continued.

Crack, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly criminal spanking but it was fast enough to take tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eye were big as disk, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the early still restrained, she was astray overt. Her crotch, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could kick in her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was small-scale, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spanking ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the front of her boxershorts and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so concentrated that she feared that Morgana would hear.

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

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

show time, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the lock in the front end door and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

"well Sweetheart, now that you're well fed would you like to be well bred ?"

"Oh Robbie, you know I would, I can hardly wait."

"Then let's don't,"he said as he led her to the bedroom.

Joanie watched as he again piece by small-arm removed her cute lavender pants suit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his oral fissure. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's riot of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasm. God, even from her remote vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female come erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's look, no damned wonder he came home smelling like"That adult female's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clit until she tried to twist away, pleading, no more, no more.

"What, you don't like,"he teased.

"Oh yeah, I like but I was about to explode."

He slid up and kissed her as he entered her. It didn't take long, Morgana exploded with another trembling, body shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the underground of lubricator he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her crocked little cheeks, as first one finger then two worked lubricating substance deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed to a greater extent of the lube into her. Laying the tubing aside, he massaged her derriere ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her knees, her pectus on the mattress, her fount turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hip joint high in the air, her behind displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's hips and can then moved up against her. His member looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight fiddling curtain raising, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie scout while, to a symphonic music of Morgana's moans, inch after inch slid into her., his pubic haircloth was pressed against her bottom, he was in.

As he always did with her, her Daddy paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the afflictive pleasure of a stretched and satisfy rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or 15 minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his stifle behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his fundament up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her hips, changing his angle of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

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

He was plowing into her gruelling and debauched like a pile driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no avail, he held her torso in its gather spot as he pushed down on the humble of her cover forcing her hips even higher.

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

With the next awful jab into her body, a sob broke from her thorax, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too ghastly to watch. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the little woman. Finally, with a hollering, she watched as her pappa poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped open with seminal fluid dripping from her. At last he lowered her to the mattress on the sceptre of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the toilet and got a strong washcloth then, from her picayune overnight case he got a fresh pair of cotton scanty then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the icebox. He wiped her brow with the fabric then her tush before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton fiber scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. serve me, delight,"she said as she handed him two More of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and scanty and lay down on the bed.

Once they were in he asked,"What are you going to do now ?"

taking off her T-shirt and bra she answered,"I'm going to go lie down with Morgana. I feel so bad for her and it's my fault."

He watched her walk from the room. Maybe a little compassionateness learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to save some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

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

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an 60 minutes before she began to turn cognizant of her environment. The maiden affair she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump tit in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could induce stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

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

"I've never been with a woman, have you Morgana ?"

"Years ago, when I was in gamy schoolhouse another young woman and I fooled around, nothing serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breast ?"

"No, we just touched each other's breast, zippo at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the cutest fiddling cunt conceivable ; like a short missy's. So small-scale, neat and pink."

"Oh underworld Joanie, everything about me is like a little girl's."

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

Morgana didn't answer but Joanie spread her pegleg,"Open me Morgana."

Slowly Morgana's hired man moved toward her although their eyes remained locked.

"Feel how big I am, cutaneous senses me, please pertain me Morgana."

As her fingers began to rub and poke into Joanie's breathing changed.

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

"more than on my fingers, I'd like it on my lips."

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

"predilection me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry little tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, easygoing touch ; feminine almost felid, it circled her clit, her affectionate breath, probing her. Joanie could experience her climax building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your showtime sense of taste of girlfriend cum Mo,"as her trunk trembled in orgasm.

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

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

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

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your defect, you had zero to do with it. I wanted Rob to sleep together me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

"Oh, we've played rough but never like that, I'm not sure I can walk yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my bay window for a day or two."

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, pa and I do things together, you know ?"

"You mean, like sex ?"

"Yes, I mean sex and I was so jealous of you, I hated you but I don't anymore. I mean, we could ploughshare him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could share if you want."

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past several calendar week he spent Saturday with you, we could run out twenty-four hour period and when you're having your full point I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would work, don't you agree ?"

Morgana thought, she hadn't had anything for six twelvemonth until the Recent instalment. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a terrific idea but you still haven't answered my doubtfulness ; why was today your fault ?"

"Daddy likes anal retentive sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a mo or two of it and I thought he'd split me undetermined. He said that was just a diminished taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

"From the loo, yes, I saw everything."

"My God Joanie, I'm so embarrassed, you watched me crying and all ?"

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should take in figured it out when you knew what my pussy looks like."

"Why don't we trade post, I'd like a penny-pinching look."

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

"Damn, he's got a Brobdingnagian lading, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want kids, his kidskin. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could inhabit here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our bedroom then on our nights we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

"Like Marlon Brando said in the Godfather,"We'll make him an pass he can't refuse."

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the pussycat he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms due east of the Mississippi River both available in two sizes."

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

"Tonight, at dinner."

"Splendid. By the way, you've been calling me Mo, I like it but I'm going to call you Jo, can you live with it ?"

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

"Now just two more than affair to fulfill,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

"One I'm looking forward to, I'm going to try out you in a moment or two."

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told Daddy that if he let me watch while he did you I'd let him do me the same way and I'm scared."

"Understandably. Are you going to go through with it ?"

"I have to."

"When ?"

"If I know my greedy Daddy, probably tomorrow."

"Do you require me to look on Jo ?"

"Ah, Mo I didn't tell apart you everything. I filmed it, too. You can do that if you want."

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The first token on Joanie's bucket list tasted a little like salty citrus tree, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's titillating sounds she retrieved Mo's all-night kit and they both dressed in short circuit along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown Elmer Leopold Rice pilaf, commix summer squash rackets and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"daddy could we let a chicken feed of wine and go out by the pool, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

Both the young lady were uneasy, squirming in their chairman, trying to start the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's beginning with you. What do you require ?"

"pa, Mo and I were talking. I want you to know, I'm not overjealous of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different consistence that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to take a shot at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rails and Jo's got a prissy soft plush body and since sort is the spicery of liveliness, we just thought you might care a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes pa,"Joanie piped in, regaining her mettle."We thought Mo could rent out her star sign and move in with us.

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get fraught, so I'll have the baby. I want to get my IUD removed and get started right away."

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

"Robbie, you know I love you and I've come to adore Jo, yes, it's what I would wish to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the estimate of having both the nifty slight sports car that was Morgana and the plushy opulence ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd take a lilliputian fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

"But daddy, you'd lose that miscellany we're offering."

"That's right Robbie."

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

The choir,"wellspring, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your bodies as currency, is that reasonable ?"

"Who ever said young lady fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would slumber where ?"

"Mo and I would each have our own rooms. You could choose who was to come in to your bed each night except when we're having our periods then the other would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each former. Mo said,"Fine with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls work out the division of obligation for the interior of the mansion, I'll take care of the exterior country and the pool, carnival enough ?"

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

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

looking at Joanie, Rob noted her shamefaced expression and asked,"Is something the subject Princess ?"

"No dada, nothing that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

"Now, one last matter, I want both of you to know that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my back and the threat of blackmail. We won't do this type thing again and I'm going to reward the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minute. Anything else gentlewoman ?"

"What do you mean you're going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming, pa ?"

He got up, carried his shabu into the kitchen then said,"seed ladies, let's go to my bedroom."

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his spanking chairman so that she would have a good view of Joanie's bottom..

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

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy bosom required the support but today was an exclusion. As her tee shirt came off her large nippled, operose breasts came into view. Rob took a bit to admire them, thinking he might need to titty make love his girl soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"seed bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"pedestal up and drop your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more measured, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied merchantman.

These had caught her attention, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her bottom until she was raising her pelvis to meet his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genitals until her respiration had changed with arousal.

"Lift your hips and let me get your panties off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

crevice, the explosive strait and searing insect bite of flesh on flesh.

"One."

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"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in bout, two More for good measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her undecided sex, toying with her clitoris with his index and middle fingers while pressing her anus with the pad of his pollex. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over time he could get them to await forward to them for the pleasance they got afterwards. Joanie's female parent would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his unoccupied bridge player he smoothed her pilus and massaged her shoulders. As she started to twist on his lap he whispered,

"That's a commodity girl Princess, cum for Daddy,"as she had a belittled orgasm.

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

"Can I have my panty back pa,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, come pedestal in front of me."

"You know why you're being spanked, don't you ?"

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your drawers, ten on your panty and then however many are required on the bare flesh to attain the desired consequence. get your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with little brown nipples.

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

stall up and bring your shortstop off Morgana.

White cotton, just what he'd told her to bring in her all-night display case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive lading in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one step bottom.

He gave her ten firm I on her scanty, just not quite as business firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for various second before saying,"Lift your coxa for me Morg so I can get your pantie off."

She was still ping from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

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"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

He fingered her then spread her nether impertinence. She was still red.

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little bottom is delectable. Do you mean you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

"Ok nigh of the nighttime I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her snatch, but I'll end with you."

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

"Why would you think that ?"

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

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

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

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

The chick wanted him in the middle but he deferred, it was Mo on one incline, Jo in the middle and Rob on the other side. He wanted to be able-bodied to get to Jo without encumbrance.

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It was like a school girl sleep company, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously easy with each other's nude statue bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poetry that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus fruit and saltiness or a chocolate malt, which does a girlfriend find sweeter."

Rob view of himself as a cognoscente of mulct slit ( as if there is any former kind ). As an example Joanie's female parent had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was keen, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus tree and salt. No question, this pair had become a bit to a greater extent than Allies, he'd involve to keep that in creative thinker.

Rob let them play for about half an minute then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her bosom. He was behind her so he pulled her conclusion. She could palpate his hard-on against her bottom.

"Monday call your doctor up by the cabin, get a passport for someone down here. I want you to get an naming for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's commence a household, OK Princess ?"

He could hear the joy in her part as she said,"Oh Daddy, I want your sister so much."

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

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

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

He was kissing her on her neck opening then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her rachis then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact ball with her breasts forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the humble of her spinal column so that she elevated her sex organs like a tabby cat cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a somewhat rough drive, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was plain he preferred this baron spot. Sojourner Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little harsh with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a melody up for Sunday, and on William Ashley Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

After he'd cum they lay together, him holding her.

"You became pretty good buddies today, you and Morg, huh ?"

"Yeah, I guess we did. I like her. I know, we're like a Mutt and Jeff or something, me big her tiny."

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

pretence kip Morgana was laying on her side with her back toward him. She was nude to the waistline but still had on her cotton panties.

He fondled her bantam bosom until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the fundament of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favorite kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

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

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you imply day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to climb her like she's a fresh young filly then ride her to the primer like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a new youth filly, I'm an experienced maria and it was still all I could take. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've grown fond of her."

"Yes, I know. Morg, have I ever told you what I think your vagina preference like ?"

"No, you never have, what does that have to do with this conversation ?"

"Joanie's picayune ditty, you know…'Citrus and common salt or chocolate malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus fruit and SALT and do you eff what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a enceinte deal of accuracy in that utterance, now give me a footling natural action, I'm set to cum."

The girls were up by eight the succeeding morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was abstemious, frigidness cereal, toast and yield juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a tee shirt but Joanie was clad in a gown and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no penury to get dressed just to divest for her enema. Although the day was sunny and pollyannaish, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

After the meal was finished Rob told them that he was going out for a spell but that he'd be home before one. He had some errands to run then he was going to lay off at the drug shop and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had slew. We'll get everything together, the bucket of warm water, the syringe and the lubricating substance. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe nozzle in the body of water and squeeze then release. The bulb will make full with water. Then you put the hooter in me and constrict. Don't release it, though or the dirty weewee will fill the bulb. rip it out and repeat the process. I usually get five bulbs full phase of the moon three times before I'm empty."

"Do you want to get bulge out baby,"Mo asked as she took Jo's handwriting and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the water supply pail and got the syringe and lubricating substance. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"get hold of your slippers off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's robe off of her shoulders.

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

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

"Mo, I'm so affright, I'm about to wet myself right wing now."

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

As Jo sat emitting little queasy spurt, not the gushing flow of a good bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would give back to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her pantie on as long as possible…there was naught else they could do.

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

"Come on Mo, use a circular motion with enough pressure level to work the pee all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Deliverer that muscle spasm harm. convey me to the potty."

"Lay there and be tranquillity while I do this,"Mo replied as she continued with the massage.

"Please Mo, I'm going to stimulate an accident here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a Bath for Jo.

"Let's use some angelical reek bath oil then after, I'll give you a picayune massage with body lotion, brush your tomentum and lend oneself some ignitor make-up. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought gabardine slippers, white thigh high stockings, gabardine lacy fancy scanty and a white satin robe. Does that meet your approval ?"

"I think you'll be drop dead gorgeous."

It was nearly one by the prison term Joanie was bathed and dressed. She couldn't sit, she just paced

"God Mo, I need something to settle me down ; maybe one of my tranquillising suppositories. You think ?"

"I think you don't need anything up your bootee right now. Maybe a chalk of gabardine wine ?"

She was sipping her minute field glass when her papa came in.

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

"Why don't you finish your vino while I grab a speedy exhibitor,"he said.

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the rump as he passed,"Did you hire thoroughly guardianship of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it sluttish on your piffling filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's bridge player to contribute her to the sleeping room, she was trembling nearly uncontrollably. He pulled her to him and hugged her,"It'll be ok Princess."

"I've got to potty Daddy."

He led her to the bathroom but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you recall how panicked of anal sex before I took you the showtime time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the reality. We both know what's going to chance a slight later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the prediction will be worse than the reality."

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

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

"dad, you're going to offend me, aren't you ?"

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

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

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

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her terminal question, he took her mitt, pulled her to her feet and fitted her step-in back in plaza,"Come Princess,"he said.

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

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the wardrobe. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her second joint highs but the panties were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her step-in down she was surprised when he asked,"Do you need to hold open your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her gilded pelt was now nicely shaped and neat, not the violent George W. Bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own robe, kicked off his slippers and, taking her into his weapon folded them down to the mattress.

buss, sweet shared breath, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, soft potbelly, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. mantrap, the scent, the taste, laving her liquidness slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly thrust her rosebud then up, up to the top of her dent. Her little opal waiting. His back talk suck it in, his knife teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her body, her Hammond organ clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then let go as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her pop gives her coming after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

She hears herself,"No more, Daddy, Oh God, I can't proceeds anymore, you've drained me, aiaiai, please, no more."

He slides up her body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the apricot. His cam stroke are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just 24-hour interval it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, leave the telecasting camera recording her every minute, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happiest female child in the world as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grinning paints her human face as her body quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her pappa is sitting beside her.

"Australian crawl over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lubricant in his hand.

assuredness, slickness, digit probing her, and more lubricating substance, her pop's voice, just relax Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hairsbreadth, her cheek, then,

"I'll help you get into stance Princess. We'll start slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few second to sense the fullness then I'll scratch to pump you."

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could take in answered, yes, he would earn her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a minuscule woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, great, now lean forward and put your chest on the mattress, close your arms and rest your head on your implements of war, perfect."

Just a little ticket tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder joint, tucking her torso a little more tightly, pressed down on the minuscule of her binding so that her pelvic girdle and genital organ were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

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

"Push Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie moan as he pierced her anatomical sphincter muscles, the moans as Mo saw Rob's cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to affect her bowel, so full, she'd smell so very full.

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

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

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

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately punishing screw, then,

Mo stared, she knew the biz was changing. Rob pulled his fundament under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her can high-pitched, better exposing her sex organ and anus, then he spread her face adding another column inch that he could perforate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to watch. She knew what Joanie was about to experience.

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, pop, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one immense sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her fount turned toward the tv camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her boldness, the lip rouge was smeared, her coifed hair a scraggly the great unwashed. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a strident roar as beat after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone physical structure. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friend anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the lips of her kitty. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the way plaintive whine and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to drive concern of her Morg ? Get her a brace of cotton panties to try to assure the slew while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Tylenol for pain and two of her sedatives to assist her sleep."

Morgana got a lovesome washout cloth and the panty. She wiped her face and cleaned her rump before helping her into the cotton fiber briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the missy alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to smart both of his girls, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so jolting with her and, after having launched the Assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to yield Joanie such a rasping drive. He decided not to talk over this with the females, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this trouncing he knew he could own said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the sleeping accommodation. Both of them were clad in lonesome pantie. Morgana was holding Joanie to her breast as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was set, holding her belly and walking on precarious legs. Morgana was helping to plunk for her.

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

He brought them each a drinking glass of a crisp chardonnay grape along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a small rest. She wants us all to sleep together."

"That's fine with me."

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

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

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

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

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

"Daddy, can I sleep in the middle. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly biz but I want Mo to hold me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to sleep. Rob's putz was back in Joanie's backside and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's midget breasts.

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

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but possible. Just ascertain the strings and slowly and gently pull until the little plastic device tonic free.

She asked Mo to aid her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the chain and pulled it out. There was a petty spotting of blood but nothing more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a duo of productive female person, yes ?"

"Well, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be past my"Use By"date."

Unfortunately, that was how it worked out. They told Rob what they'd done, so over the following hebdomad sex was frequent but nearly always vaginal in the missionary position.

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and sperm production and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to abridge leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second geological period and began to suffer from swollen tit, sunrise unwellness and constipation they ran two nursing home pregnancy trial. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her first of all designation with her new OB/GYN.

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three shipway, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a friend. They kept up their clyster regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the one-eighth month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her household, she now lived permanently with them. near nights Rob would admit one or the former into his bed but occasionally they still enjoyed a three way.

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a nice baby gibbousness, even beginning to sense a little move. Her white meat were filling and leaking a little colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute little summer maternity smock and strappy egg white sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white vino. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little glass of wine, what could it hurt.

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

walking over to her and taking her hired hand he said,"youth lady, fare with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to scatter his branch to accommodate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, occur here, please,"he called.

When she came in Joanie was already sprawled over his lap.

"We'll need you to number,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fasting and firm on the butt of her cute little gabardine then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her pregnancy step-in and then they were down around her knees.

"Count for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a acuate crack.

"One."

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

Seven months pregnant she couldn't wiggle much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go stand in the recession while you hold your apparel up. No, leave the step-in where they are."

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, descend here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

"You know she shouldn't be drinking yet, here you are sharing a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a libertine ten on her boxershorts. Then shorts off and ten More on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a tenacious time. The snag didn't period until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, attract your pantie up, I don't want you to trip. Morgana, you can own your panty back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the metro of KY Jelly. Morg's nasty little bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her common seat but Rob directed her to the chair directly across the mesa from him.

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

"postponement hands fille,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zip came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the tail end of her panties, then the iciness of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"thrust Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The slant was different, he felt bigger, like he was getting deeper.

She moaned as he slid in. She was full, so very, very full.

"My cock's all the way in you Morg. Do you like it ?"

"I feel like I have to potty Robbie only more so, God you feel bigger."

"You've got a nice tight lilliputian bottom. I like to hump it Morg ; do you like me to have a go at it you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the table and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

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

Rob fucked her for about thirty bit. Her little ass was sore by the clip he came in her and pulled her panty back into place.

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

"You were both bad female child but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more boozer white plague until after the rescue. Do I have that assurance ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a castigate little miss. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"commodity. I want you to know how lots I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing initiative one and then the other.

"We love you, too Daddy but you said that you had something limited in thinker for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the third person was in the bed but we've never had a avowedly three way. Are you young woman game to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly secret plan when pappa was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly contribute to some daughter on miss natural action. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

Both of the girlfriend were a lilliputian antsy through the residuum of the eve, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you call back you can get on your knees and leaning forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, take your panties off and lie on your cover on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"perfect, now deplume your knees up a short and spread your legs, I want to be able-bodied to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

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

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

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

"list forward and slip your blazon under her ramification and grasp her hips."

In this position Joanie's human face was only in from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your ass. I won't be jumpy with you but I am going to have sex you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the back of her pass pressing softly downward he said,"citrus and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"push Princess."

He took it well-fixed with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her rose hip elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his putz. She had her nerve buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder joint he could see her tongue flicking the little clit. Both of them making sounds of pleasance ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrance of both women melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their dead body and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could live the fullness.

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

He began to pump her plush nates. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could sense contraction building in Joanie's anus and he was set up to erupt.

triplet phonation, raised, expressing salient pleasure, they ended in a scramble mass of legs, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That sodding little kitty-cat sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"straddle my brass Jo, let me savour you."

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

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her intemperately and fast, she'd had two screaming sexual climax before he gushed into her nice blotto cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one female child on each incline of him. Joanie was out of it, gravid sex on a pregnant consistency had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her handwriting on his cock.

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

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

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these days, her knife was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite feel of ice lolly, and then she want down, up and down, he could find that he was at the back of her throat.

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

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

They lay together quietly for a piece before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

memory, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one more ? Your precious niggling bottom is calling my name."

They traded stead, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the originally episode on the kitchen tabular array, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suck my boob while he fucks you, please Mo."

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

Joanie's deliverance went off without a incumbrance. They now had a cute squalling bundle of baby female child in the house. Morgana was an vast helper ‘ though in trueness she was like a doting nanna to the baby and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven habitation when the infant, Queen Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to induce a blow and there was none in the house. The baby seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child butt available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's seat and trucked on down to the locality convenience store, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Coke to the house.

She was tranquillity as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the blow,"need one ?"She asked Mo.

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

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

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most uncaring thing I can think. There is no intellect on God's William Green earth that getting a blow a dope is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, hold it a break, ok ?"

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

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

It was the concluding straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the sleeping room, from the vanity she got gran's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front end of her.

She unfastened her boxershorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her panties down to her knee joint and whaled on her back side with the hair's-breadth brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the shank down. She was sniveling with snap stained heart and a snotty nose. Additionally, her bare rear was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

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

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reasonableness, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the elbow room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to wee-wee her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to assure me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really piss her off. Want to tell me the eternal sleep of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car prat is in her car."

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

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so uneasy for a soft drink that you took our girl and put her unrestrained on the rider backside of the car and drove chisel to the wash room computer memory ? Do I have that rightfulness ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupid that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few clock time so that her bottom was her highest point and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and think about what you've done. issue forth out into the bread and butter room when you're ready to be more than responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine and, instead of the living room they went out by the pool.

"You really spanked her and with the hairbrush even."

"I really spanked her, yes and I used the hairbrush because my paw are small-scale and I can't hit too hard."

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

It's odd how life can take up some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age dispute I feel more like a grandad with Morgana functioning as nan and my other girl, Joanie filling the rolling as mother. It's working well for all of us .