Friday evening, the first calendar week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a friend for dinner party and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Creator's Deutsche Mark, rocks with just a spattering of urine while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an consequential week, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but secondly in her category and I was so blame proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense superbia in her attainment. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen geezerhood ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her mother's tit, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal brain aneurism and I was left a widower and the resole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for understanding, but, truth be told I did have help. My mother came to appease with me for three invaluable months. She took charge of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and change babe and get accustomed to functioning on just a few slip time of day of nap. Mom would bear liked to stay longer but my Church Father's wellness had taken a turn for the risky and she was desperately needed at place ; when she left I hired a nanny.

wellspring, nanny might he understating her obligation and time value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very significant mortal in Joanie's and my life. First she helped with tiddler care then her duty evolved. My business is brokerage house, I buy, sell and find detail for others and Mo subprogram as my authority director now. She's just a distich of years older than I, a little on the slender incline ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears field glass that are unflattering and eschew make-up ; in other Son she makes no effort to take a shit herself appealing but, none the less, after that first 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 brute between the sheets and blessed with the tightest cunt I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a line kinship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the week and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our kinship, my sex life went to hell in a deal basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the vacancy. She liked to ride me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing tit against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute quarter a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied tush as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming holiday. I own a piddling vacation cottage in the mountains situated on the lovely tarn this side of Scotland. Two hebdomad, two absolutely wonderful hebdomad in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are Natalie Wood for tramp, exciting wildlife to see and snap, a low powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for easy explorations of the TV channel and creeks.

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

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a bonfire for a"Start of summer"party, roast some dog, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

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

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

"Nothing serious, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to derive weft her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville Road in XXX minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talk of the town there, not on the phone, OK ?"

After we'd round off my mind went into a whirl. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a angel. In fact she made self-destructive decisions ; not often give thanks God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summer between middle school and high gear school I'd caught her and her lady friend drinking my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pool house. Then terminal year, at the offset of her junior year there was the episode involving experimentation with ganja and my God Almighty's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her little bottom of the inning over each of the above but now she was eighteen, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my headstone 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 seat then get a cup of coffee."

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

We took a John Wilkes Booth in the back where I could see my car, after we got coffee and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could sustain been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the early attending ship's officer 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 sleep together monger, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a tooshie light source out and the patrol military officer 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 chief squeeze Jamitious Curry were up straw man but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad doer, too. According to the arresting officeholder there was a juncture smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him cover the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take guardianship of Mary Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand Charles Frederick Worth of crack in Curry's handbag. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did look for Joanie's purse, she had two rocks wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their dickhead in the girls'handbag 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 ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for self-possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the piece of tail away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a undecomposed young woman but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this time ; leave tomorrow first light, maybe have a little detox academic session and let her pass most of her detoxification on her potbelly ‘ crusade she won't be able-bodied to sit."

"My Guy, that might work. And secernate her Uncle Harry will put her in handcuffs and leg irons if she does it again,"with a grin.

The parkway domicile was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the rummy in the backseat it was in silence. At menage I helped her stagger to her chamber, undressed her down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my way I packed a bag with the habiliment I'd demand at the mountain cabin then fixed up a lowly hold with item I would or might need. From eighteen class experience there were certain things that Joanie might necessitate. If she didn't spirit well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tempra that she still got like she did when she was a little daughter, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a sleep aid and assist with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, Baron Verulam, hash browns, whole wheat toast, orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of bacon around her collection plate and took respective mouthfuls 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 fix and, Princess, pack spare PJ's and pantie, you'll need them."

Big as saucers, her middle,"What Daddy ?"

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

The ride to the cabin was quiet. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. music was playing on the receiving set, classical Country, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in Town, got supplies 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 evening was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedroom and bathroom on the ground floor and a quiescency loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a Bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

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

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

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every fille it these stories is the most beautiful girl in the Earth ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful lady friend in the existence ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no question scales in at a bout 130. She has rather entire breast, a poofie stomach and a backside made up of Gemini fleshy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiacal, and to those smoke trader she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a jest I'd bought her pyjama for her 17th birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a cliff hind end ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather blanket bottom as she descended, I could see a panty melodic line. She'd put as practically fabric as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; smarting little girl, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather restrained liaison. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apologies and self-justification, how she'd not known about what"those mass"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, claptrap, blah, blah."

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"pappa, you can't, I'm XVIII, an adult, you know. I could go to the police, couldn't I ?"

"Why not go to your Uncle Harry, he's the one that saved your cute stooge, do you conceive that would help you ?"

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

I took her to the privy 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.

"papa, please, this is so obstruct, don't picket me."

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

"Oh Daddy, yes, I smoked some marihuana, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

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

The test showed the comportment of the cannabis but, thank God, goose egg else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a chair in the middle of the room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for much besides its intended purpose.

Joanie saw the hairbrush, gran's hairbrush, resting on the side table.

"Please daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

20, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pajama, those pyjama that were printed"Little Princess"on the free fall tizzy. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flapping. Panties were evident

Ten, ten, ten on each impudence, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to escape, I held her tighter, my left arm gripping her mild heart ; I stopped.

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her youthful body until she'd calmed.

"outdoor stage up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pj's were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her knocker were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single part. First her swollen breasts then her puffy tummy, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her panties on because I thought it was more demeaning to her to take in me take them off, part of her penalty. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the story at her feet as I began.

I started at the junction between her keister and her second joint then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her bum then back down.

fling, pass, tornado, the resounding music of build meeting flesh. After about XXX whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, olfactory organ leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, 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 blow her nozzle.

"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 gnarl when she did something that trouble me so much that I punished her.

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

"dada, can I kip here tonight, I don't want to feature to wax up to the attic ?"

I thought for a import then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want 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 chamber I paused to look up to my handiwork. Joanie's hindquarters was a kaleidoscope of colouring material ; multiple shades of red, violet, purple with just a touch of downcast, darn, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

"Thank you pop, now can you harbor me."

I was dressed in my nightwear, baggy gym short circuit 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 transactions and in a precarious part she asked,"Daddy can you help me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a baby ?"

How can she call up, I thought. The last prison term I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over baker's dozen years ago.

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

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smiling if I traced my finger along her Venus crevice, her slit back then it was zippo more than a ping valley, her labia and clitoris 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 mitt and pulled it toward her ; the backbone of my hand brushed the silken pilus covering her mons veneris.

"Please,"she said as she opened her branch and guided my script to her.

I let her, I didn't attempt to break her nor did I force away. My middle finger found her rut. I'd used my index finger when she was Pres Young but my midriff digit was longer, better able to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a child with just a small immature cunt. Her outer labia were swollen, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her button was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the trunk of a woman.

She trembled under my bid ministrations then snuggled against me. easygoing entitle snores, the sedative had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my action mechanism, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophic, the man was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the tabu against incest had a practical reason before the availability of giving birth control ; but no longer.

The boo and the bees lecture, female parent to daughter, Father of the Church to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make Thomas More sensory faculty, mother to son, a woman who could excuse and, yes, even march how to be a good and considerate devotee ? And a father to his daughter, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced stripling across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

the pits, makes sense to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hired hand back, her hocus-pocus on my finger. I brought it to my brim ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee percolating and 1st Baron Verulam frying. Joanie stuck her head into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

I brushed my dentition and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of burnt umber and a plate on bacon, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for go night dada, I slept like a baby."

Changing the theme I said,"Still a short sore, are we ?"

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

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

"tactile sensation me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My lilliputian Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pinko ; at to the lowest degree the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely abuse bottom.

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

"Daddy, 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 butt ? I think it's too big."

What could I say, Marcie, my departed wife was a cunning Irish lass, short, a picayune pudgy and delicate with strawberry blonde fuzz, full phase of the moon boob and a plump hindquarters ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My judgement wandered and I began to get an hard-on remembering. White as clogged cream, how I'd loved to leave a pink hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this jumper cable in go,"Princess, you have the unadulterated can, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you think 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 stopped us, I was never so glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those mass sound like gang bangers or drug trader from what Harry told me."

"At the company, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the guy wire was twenty-one, he could buy more than 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 head. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a match of spliff then the guy in the back tail end with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some fresh young white pussy. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my knocker. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ the pits yes.'Then the miss he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch out, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black gumshoe tear up that bitch's snowy ass.'He was trying to pull my bloomers off when we got draw over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to despoil me ; both of them and that girlfriend was going to watch. dad, I'm still a Virgo the Virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed tough, more degrading that another girl was going to get her charge watching it happen, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a 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 Nox before had explored her vagina. She was crocked and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it salutary if we change the subject.

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

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

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

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

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

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a fearful experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and catch her fear had been transferred to another lot of her general anatomy. He'd saved her virgin pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent judgment of her dilemma, as last Night had proven.

"God, I was so unintelligent, so cursed stupid ; Daddy, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, Edward Young people make poor fish mistakes but that's a big part of erudition, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flight of duck coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a short late for their northward migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a spell of gage. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her brain on my lap.

The heartsease of the morning, the kiss of the gentle sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's pass. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my boxershorts then she'd taken it into her backtalk. It was like a sensual aspiration, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were arresting. I stroked her fuzz. She looked up with her pretty super acid eyes 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 number off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her mouth she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My Little Princess might be a Virgo the Virgin but it was evident that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her penalty because of this. If so, she was ill-timed, in fact her discernible past 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 metre for your drug test."

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

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

rear inside I told her to go into the lavatory and get set up while I got her cup and test strip.

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

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

I was holding her by the pelvis, I unzipped her shorts and let them fall to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na spank every day that you continue to read positive for marijuana. Not like yesterday but still you'll flavour it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

I gave her ten moderately firmly knock on her panties then bared her fundament and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and English asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"Will you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of path 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 waist down, which I tried my respectable to ignore.

Joanie was snuggled tightly against me, she started to talk but I couldn't understand her, she was mumbling something about Morgana I asked and she repeated herself.

"dada how come you broke up with Morgana and don't date anymore ?"

I had to call up how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other things were more important to me."

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

"Well, you did have your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was covetous, I wanted to be your girl ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

"Joanie, you'll always be my female child, you're my Little Princess."

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"wellspring, don't you ?"

"How do you know anything about your old Dad's sex animation, anyhow ?"

"My chamber's following to yours, I could hear through the bulwark and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

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

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

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

"And ?"

"Oh papa, this is so blockade, please don't make me say."

Rob kept muted as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a petty 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's breadth 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 porn star sizing. He was a slight over 7 ½ inch and a bit chubby.

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

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

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you require to find out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her tee shirt and shed her bra,"Touch me pa, please mite me."

Her breasts were milky white capped with small pink nipples.

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

As his rim trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her initiative orgasm not brought by her own hand. His paw cupped her plump posterior as he kissed over her soft tummy.

As his probing tongue parted her lips and he laved her vulva, Joanie made her own sounds.

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

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

Rob lifted her legs back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingers he opened her then guided his stopcock to her vestal portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her cutter maidenhead tear, 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 uncollectible is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

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

As he continued Joanie began to slack up and take over the intrusion of her young body. Her stage wrapped around his pelvic arch as she thrust back to touch his strokes. Sounds emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"piece of ass me dada, bonk your Little Princess, oh God yes, bonk me estimable, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and debauched Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of pent-up semen into her, bathing her neck, migrating into her fallopian tubes, searching for a fertile egg.

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

"We'll go into townspeople to the pharmacy and get some of the plan B pills this good afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"goodness. I do want to have your baby but not yet. I want us to have 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 hold me in."

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

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

Her full moon breasts, her poofie trivial tummy, her reddish gold silken hide and, nearly of all her alluring face smiling at him.

"I'm gladiola you came in me Daddy, it makes me feel like a woman. Am I your woman now ?"

"Do you desire to be ?"

"More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few to a greater extent groceries and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought respective Plan B pills and some scented lube. The contraceptive pill for immediate use, of course of instruction but the lubricating substance was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my cleaning woman more was in store as far as her intimate education was concerned. I'd always had a orientation for anal sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the drive back we discussed birth control method. The design B tab were a stop gap mensuration, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

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

She explained what she wanted and was capable to get an date for the observe day. The Doctor let her experience 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 wishing to bathe before we left and that she should wear clothing that was light to get into and out of. She would probably be naked during the examination. Most would be routine, checking her centre beat, ears, nose, pharynx and optic then it would become more invasive with a vaginal examination, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the Dr. felt it was warranted.

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

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

Joanie was as nervous as a hanker tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chair as we drove to the doctor's post and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, scent, pharynx, etc. then a bosom exam before the pelvic.

The doctor was exceptional as she explained what she was going to do each step of the way.

Two finger into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, interpolation of a speculum and a pap smear then a new baseball mitt and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the 2nd in her anus checking the berth of her uterus.

As the doctor withdrew her finger and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grinning.

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

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

Gently the doctor rubbed her bay window saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be gentle, I won't hurt you, I promise."

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

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

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

Completing the examination the Doctor handed her respective tissues, saying,"Maybe you'd like to ill-treat into the bathroom and pick up while I get your new IUD."

The function was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointee for two weeks hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the replication painful sensation fireman ; Tylenol, Motrin or such and roost a bit.

On the private road family 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 exam was.

"I mean pappa, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my womb and cervix from the stake face, ick."

Rob chuckled,"What's so horrific Princess, I've had my finger in you Lot of times."

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

We'd left other for Joanie's Doctor of the Church's appointment so we'd skipped her good morning routine. 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 come-on for the grounds that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom 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.

"pop, I'm getting the cramp like the Doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you need some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lube in you, I'm going to take in to keep my fingerbreadth in you ‘ til your muscles grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five minute of arc. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a kiss in the impertinence 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 Phenaphen do its work."

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a little sportfishing. Didn't collar anything but that was ok, it was nice to just unstrain and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my womanhood, she wants to have my babe and experience as my married woman. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could have respective children 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 final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's penetration and my cock was one hellava lot bragging than her slim digit ; we'd have to see.

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

"look honorable Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to rouse up, the cramp are gone,"she said as she got a drunkenness 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 coiffure, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of weak slippers she was nude painting under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her boob and talk,"Daddy's afters,"as I took one then the other 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 clapper into her vagina. I took her clitoris between my lips, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a palpitation, explosive orgasm then a indorsement and third. As I brought her off for the Forth River time she was pleading for me to hold on, wailing in a unspeakable pleasure. She was too raw 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 dearie position.

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a loud fifth orgasm. I hadn't cum.

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

"That was fun dad,"she told me.

I let her rest and convalesce 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 spot I admired her sex. Still a schoolgirlish coral pink,"Beautiful, worthy,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect pussy, damn this feels so dear. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to pass off harder, more rapidly.

"You're in far pop, God you're stretching me. It hurts a trivial 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 formula sound had changed. She was panting like a small squawk being ridden by a big German language sheepherder, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive groan after another as Rob pounded her snatch with the shag of her biography then with a hollering he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her knock about consistence, caressing her sides and bottom, kissing her watery-eyed eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to fuck me to death, you felt so big in me. My poor slight pussy's so sore but at least I know what Morgana got."

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

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

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

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

Rob gave first one then the former of her plump cheeks a liquidity crisis,"form it out Princess."

As he traced a single finger along her scissure he saw the realization and fearfulness flash in her eyes.

"Daddy, 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 pappa, God it would be so stinky and mussy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"readiness mostly, she'd make up herself houseclean and we'd use hatful of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a clean meal the night before then enemas several hours before."

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

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

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

They dropped the field of study and over the next two hebdomad nothing more was said. Their sex spirit was shop at and active, exploring respective side. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from bum. She liked the flavour of the extra column 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 seat, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first meter he used his knife on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to derail up but he held her John L. H. Down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger to her clit he could take her to climax that way.

The low fourth dimension he slid up on her back and ran his cock along her crack, touching her she was so frightened she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to insert you. Slowly he ran his shaft up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two weeks had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The followup assignment found no problems. Joanie was ok for a year unless something untoward happened.

On the way dwelling from the MD's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the fashioning for a salad. That was going to be tonight's supper.

Joanie's weewee was clear, she was no longer forced to open 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 supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a decelerate bid missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the eventide spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single poached egg, one slash of goner, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an inauspicious feeling. She was wearing only her slippers, a yoke of panty and her robe.

The salad last night, the stewed 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 enema would be next.

"papa,"she rasped.

As he turned to count at her he saw her fear ; she knew. As he watched her vesica failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her wooden leg Rob helped her to the lav, took her slippers, pantie and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedroom from the bath. She heard water running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her fearful eyes tracked him as he got the red bulb enema syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hand saying,"seminal fluid 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 robe,"she said.

"You won't need it for a trivial 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 relate her, the chill of the lubricating substance as he fingered her hole.

"pa, please,"she wailed, as she felt him circularise her cheeks and insert the syringe.

After five lightbulb 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 potty then left so she could evacuate privately.

He could learn the splash of fecal matter, the audio of escaping gas and his little miss's moans. When it was finally subdued and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

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

He'd gotten a clean robe and scanty for her while she was in the bathroom. Another straightaway bath and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her clyster ordeal.

"Just residuum Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to wait three hr after your enema,"glancing at his watch he added,"It's

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

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

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

"Oh Daddy,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break off you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite comrade with illumine meals and enema, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to catch one's breath but in her tucker out DoS she was sleeping within minutes.

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

She started to whine but then she felt his cover girl natural language 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 foot up the lubricant from the pillow.

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

He talked to her.

"You've got good deal of lubricant. Remember how the Doctor of the Church had you push down when she put her digit in you ? I want you to do the same thing. When you feel me 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 dorsum. 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 rosehip and undersurface then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack several times then guided it to her opening.

"energy Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his pecker split her sphincters and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the porn films Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the starting time of what she knew would be many moans, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

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

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissue paper were tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to reconcile his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this low gear day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would arrive next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to worm 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 toilet, she had to move her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your enemas, you don't have to go. That's not feces, that's my cock 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 young daughter's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grip of her sphincter brawniness squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be tremendous but it would never be quite the like. She'd be looser each future metre. That wasn't all bad, she would be instruct how to flex those brawniness to squeeze and she-bop him and he could spiel a niggling rougher.

"Tighten up, coerce me, aid me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. Pulse after streaming heartbeat spewed into her, he thought he'd never break off cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a dry 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 vast anal cream pie.

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

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

He kissed her heart and then her lips,"Yes you're my cleaning lady 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 hurt but, in truth, the anticipation was worse than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the potty for a little while then put a pair of panties on and fare lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a while and it could get messy."

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

"Princess you're fantastic. Far and away the salutary 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 mom ? Did you, huh ?"

"Frequently."

"Other young woman ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her little little butt, I always felt I had to take it easygoing with her. I like plump ass, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was overjealous but no more than. I'm your missy 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 pantie 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 pelvis on the pillow so that her bottom was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your jolly case,"he told her as he added a minuscule 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 pectus, adding,"Remember to crusade when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"pushing 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 comprehensiveness again Princess ?"

A pained,"Unhuh,"rasped from deep in her throat.

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her breasts and leaned forward to osculate her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of typeface, succulent of chest, with her cushy white bay window and lucky coil ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

"Daddddddddy, what kind of a question is that. God, even in this position you can embarrass me."

Rob took her manus and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

As he watch she closed her eyes and a pocket-size smile played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten proceedings then forced her legs further back and thrust hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

Joanie's organic structure trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own juices were flooding out in one of the strong coming she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her digit flying until they were both drained.

"God that was acute Daddy."

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

"My poor bottom's sore but my lilliputian cunt's sure happy."

It was moving toward late afternoon, Rob said,"Let's grab a shower and get a bite to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with microchip and cole slaw Joanie said,"That position was kind of neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each former's eyes. Is that your preferred military position ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favorite 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 ride me, bounce and really get into it ?"

"Yeah, I sure do."

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

"God, you make it phone like she's in a dominated, subservient position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not make for that. I like to diddle hard, I'd suffering 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 time lag wasn't long. He took her bridge player and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her skidder, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her step-in off.

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

Her little ringing was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was apparent as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her branch he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full spirit in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few metre then he started to change state her.

She thought he was going to propel behind her and she wasn't ready for that yet but once she was on her face he straddled her lower 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 small-scale smile appear on his lips.

He continued to take hold her small tummy, then taking her deal and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's alive and athirst for some to a greater extent Princess. Now give yourself some fingers and maybe we can get off together."

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a little and amount back. I want a some of my Princess afters ; put on a petty make-up, lipstick and eye line drive, I want you sexy.

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

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

Rob was lying on his dorsum when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pinkish pussy 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 spit and flicked it along her slit.

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

She couldn't keep her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his capitulum and pounded her pussy against his sass until she came with a rush and flush of tasty, tangy ravisher flavored female child juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"wellspring, take the things off the actor's assistant and tilt the mirror a little, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head 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 lubricate you, can you see my bridge player ?"

He fingered her not quite so soaked piddling ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingers up my little butt hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal turnabout cowgirl. I want you to displume your genu 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 headland in her she sat down with a tenuous moan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, lean forward just a little, I want to see me in you, let me admire your fantastic ass. sit me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her pelvic arch and let her careen and pump on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly stochasticity of pleasance over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his deal around and let her ride his fingers to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't worry, 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 side. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can watch your smile."

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

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

After gliding along her crack respective metre he centered on her.

"button Princess."

She was still quite tight but it was getting prosperous each time.

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

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

"feeling broad Princess ?"

"Yes, so fully, so full."

"Does it feel good ?"

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

"Put your hand under you, on your venter. I'm going to interchange my angle of insight so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able to palpate me."

Once her hand was in spot he scooted higher on her spine so his penetration was more toward her front man ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you dada, I can feel you."

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her crack wider, going bass than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her deep, severe and fast for several minutes. He moans had turn to lament, her SOB to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

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

She tightened down as unspoiled she could, it was hard with the gruelling driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heat as he roared and his semen flooded her bowel.

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

He lay beside her expecting her to add up into his arms, instead she curled into the fetal position with her back to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to induce a small sense of taste of what bumpy play is like."

"That was a belittled taste ? I don't want a platter broad, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a frowzled lot, her eyes were swollen and pluck stained trailing Joseph Black streaks over her nerve where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"cum here and let me halt you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

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

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an hr or more, that was less than five minutes."

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

"That's pretty wicked, 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 post manager, an significant employee to me, I hope you can understand."

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

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Leary fucked so unvoiced she can't pass, ok ? I hate her and I want her to suffer for a week."

Rob dropped it, it was obvious that Joanie's odium 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 spoon positioning. He'd taken her from hindquarters, his hands fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her fingerbreadth. He came in her for the fifth meter that day and was still in her as they drifted into an worn out sleep.

They spent the balance of their clip at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two daylight, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart clyster bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the intimacy, 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 possible status except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be piece of their own repertoire, period, full stop.

Their human relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their informal bonding going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and have his baby and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more bang and loved partner. He could run his byplay from a phone and data processor from their modest cabin until he could supervene upon it with a lakefront nursing home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her Fatherhood byplay. Rob decided he'd give her a hike and a 10 % share of the commercial enterprise to continue to run their city office. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Henry Martyn Robert burn mark : The best laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish saw : Man plans, God laughs.

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

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

"I'll be back tomorrow evening lately then I'm merging with Morgana in the morning, how about dejeuner ?"

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

"If you think that's best, sure as shooting, we can. require breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you screw what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a Book no businessman ever wants to get word. It's synonymous with embezzlement and that's what has occurred in your office."

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

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

"Yeah, sure Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the only going I can identify, I think I've found it all ; these written matter are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her More responsibility along with more money and a share of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of course an option or you could can her. Why not lecture to her first, find out out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

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

Rob walked for stop lost in view, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plans. 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 sports meeting with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his electric cell phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be able-bodied to pee 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 place around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

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

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

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

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

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

"Princess, something's happened at the federal agency, I'm afraid it may detain our plans, I hope not but I'm meeting with Morgana this evening to hash out matter. I'll be late getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"dad, you're going to suffer sex with"That adult female,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, Loretta Young daughter, if that didn't phone Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. hope I do because if I do you may get your wish."

She had a puzzle look on her typeface,"My care"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might materialise ?"

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a smile,"want me to warm you up for tonight ?"

Over the form of the day he brought his beautiful, desirable girl off five times but he wouldn't let her reciprocate,"Saving the juice for where it might do the most good."

"Daddy, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, off-white mid-heeled heart, a white blouse with a little brown decoration 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 climb ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a feeding bottle of a fine Chardonnay,"Shall we have a ice ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living elbow room she was flighty and schoolgirlish in a way a xliii year old cleaning woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the trueness be known, Morgana O'Timothy Leary had never had a date until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with glasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did make her valedictorian and get her a fully ride scholarship to a all right college but she had zero social science and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee bean shop. It was wide and he'd asked if he could share her table.

How she remembered it, she was nearly walk out dumb, here was a really hot guy sitting with her. As they talked she learned that he was newly widowered and had a humble baby, he was looking for a nanny.

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I choose the Big eight firm or the aggressive smaller business firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a masters in accounting and was moving up in the reality ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Tim Leary and I'm between occupation right now, would you consider me for your nanny situation, I've never been a nanny-goat but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life history, she was trembling, her pot roll and her bladder about to burst as she waited for his reply.

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

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

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of course I'm severe Mr. professional, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how a lot money do you overlook in the open food market ?"

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

"Maxwell Anderson has an whirl of $ 212,000 on the table but a littler 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 nanny and if you could do some work with my company on the account side I could descend up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by feelings she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a syndicate. She wasn't a virgin, one dread experience in high schooltime but never an sexual climax, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so humiliated, he had a little smile on his font, he took her hand and kissed the back like a Gallic gentleman.

"I love your essence Morgana."

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

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

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a dopy woman, at least she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a couplet 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 acknowledge what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the odour of your essence. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the lady room, take off your panties and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a mature Washington D.C. Malus pumila but when they walked out her scanty were his souvenir. Before the eve was over she'd learned just how a great deal she loved sex. The next day her skinny short torso 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 Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

She finished the last of her vino and asked,"precaution for more Rob ?"

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

"What do you think of Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you eff what he found…"

She started to reply, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to lose control. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bathroom and dropped her lower 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, wiped her, helped her to stand and straightened her clothing.

"Now, secern me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your boss give you a wage 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 right hand for a lot of class, 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 make for in the police ? Should I give the sack you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

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

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

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go self-destructive 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 kinship group, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the bunker was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last matter in the world he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business champion. He wanted to revive her.

Key words, give-and-take she'd understand.

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

A weak came into her middle,"Robbie what do with your bad girls. What do you do when Joanie is a bad daughter ?"

"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 keep to work here."

He took a few moments appearing to contemplate 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 tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll come over every Sabbatum to compile whatever you can pay, ok."

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

"Now the respite, 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 change tonight Morg ?"

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

With his leave alone mitt he picked up the little 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 toilet table there was a ticket straight backed chair, ideal for the matter at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in strawman of him, he took her crown off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the handcuff of her long sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s slender woman, her breasts were small and gamey, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her mammilla were belittled and tight as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

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

Beautiful ivory pumps with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist band of her drawers and let them fall.

He told her to tread out of the falling off ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh senior high and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the bathroom not to long before he saw that she might hinder herself. He led her back, lowered her panty and seated her. It wasn't a catamenia, rather a squirt, squirt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into space and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your panties for a while then I'll demand them down and reach you some more, finally you'll get ten of my unspoilt with the brushing. Did you have your enemas ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you require me to stay the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hired man fell with a fling, ribbon on silk.

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

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the sentence she'd absorbed the one-tenth blow. Then, over her panties she felt his fingerbreadth on her, she thrust back to meet his touch and came explosively.

He teased,"Your panties seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her slim articulatio coxae and off. As he held then they seemed small enough to fit a youth child.

meter for some more, he said, as he began to larrup. chassis on form the fissure was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streaks of amobarbital sodium. She was squirming, kicking and trying to run away but her small torso was easy to contain. With just his depart deal on the small of her spine he held her in place until she'd ceased her battle, he gave her four or five Thomas More firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right handwriting and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second climax

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

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

helping hand gripped her narrow-minded hips lifting her to her genu, men parted her modest nether cheeks, pressure against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fire 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 rough 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 do it her pretty intemperately but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

"Please stay all dark,"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 command ?"

She snorted out a laugh,"For the finis six years abstinence."

"I'm going to fuck you this night, tomorrow get some of the morning after lozenge and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything Thomas More. state me what you've done future Sat, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to paddle you, make out you then enjoy your sweet tiny ass."

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

"Not as hard 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 maliciousness of the rough anal retentive 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 quotation from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to have some fourth dimension to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real emergence although I do expect it to be repaid. You could adopt the additional $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

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

Gently he rolled her to her rachis and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were unmistakable as he slid forward. She was as tight as a young fille, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the course of the night, between flow of dozing, they copulated respective more prison term. He left saying,"I'll see you at the office, I'll be there around noon."

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

Then, with her nose twitching like a bunny lapin, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can sense her all over you, God her sex stinks."

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

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

"settee down Joanie, those green eyes of green-eyed monster you're showing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have coffee berry and I'll tell you what's going on."

After recounting the story of the missing $ 2000 she said,"Well then, you're going to discharge her aren't you ?"

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"papa, she stole from you, of grade you should fire her."

"That could put a really crimper in our program, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these branch,"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 piffling stick and Daucus carota sativa game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to forgather with her each Sat night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to remind her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

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

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in homework. That day I'm going to order her to bound off them, that I want to give her a everlasting race out like I give you. We can set you up in my wardrobe, you can observe if you want. Afterwards I'll strike her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the required 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 skinny little butt being filled with body of water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike pelvic girdle across her dada's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a lilliputian of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the piteous woman would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In spite of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, secondly, she was going to deliver a TV recorder with her so she could film it.

"carnival enough,"she answered.

For Joanie clock time flew, time dragged.

She missed her pop 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 pointedness. Their home plate had an concern feature. The original bedchamber's large walk-in water closet was actually a walk-through, with entryway from both the sleeping quarters and a second entryway from the bathroom. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a modest but prosperous chair so that she had an unobstructed passel phone line to the bed. Her video recording television camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. And now time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her regard. 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 hebdomad, years away from her trigger. clock time was flying toward that portentous consequence. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her scanty coming off, her cute full moon bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful audio of rough sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tummy was a mess, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhoea and a weak bladder, she'd peed four times before the doorbell rang.

prediction and trepidation warred as she went through the lav to her death chair. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their business dealing before she heard the water running in the adjacent can. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedroom with his five congius bucketful. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a fiddling all-night event, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a highschool school girl on her showtime engagement with the football game star.

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

"confection Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of clyster until the water system runs clear. I want your rectum and El Salvadoran colon completely vacate, I thought we could make a skillful long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pallid lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the electric chair. Then an ivory cuticle came over her fountainhead. Her brassiere was also wan lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her titty were no Sir Thomas More than a duad of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob bent grass and kissed each one.

"tone out of your horseshoe Morg,"he asked

They were off-white, matching her shell, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the waist of her mire and let them lessen, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the early point on the chair.

Her panties were the same pallid lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child sizing one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a single buttock of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

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

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each time, could this tiny fair sex 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 knead her abdomen.

"I want to get the water supply way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the pee, 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 like an old womanhood, holding her abdomen and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

"phone call me if you need help,"she heard Rob say, as the can door shut.

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

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

Three school term 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 look at it easy for a few minutes, then I'll give you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her auricle, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her dada was doing this as a bonus for her as she heard him persist in,"your spanking."

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

"Payment and a spanking, that was our agreement. This is your hold up spanking, you ready ?"

He took her clothing from the death chair, laid her affair on the bed then positioned the electric chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's tail end was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into emplacement and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her rose hip, displaying her fundament. He laid his hand on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the tangency. He held her down and continued.

cracking, cracking, crack. It wasn't a particularly brutal spanking but it was stiff enough to bring tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to elude. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avert the blows.

Joanie's eye were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the former still restrained, she was wide assailable. Her crotch, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecologic exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The snappy ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her papa 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 shorts and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so severe that she feared that Morgana would pick up.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the bathroom 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 elbow room it nearly took her breathing spell away. She wondered, could she set her television camera up and photographic film her Daddy with her ; and more importantly, would she require to watch ?

Show metre, she heard his car on the drive, the click of the curl in the presence door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for dejeuner Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner finale dark and breakfast this morning, just for you."

"Well steady, 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 bit by piece removed her precious lavender pantsuit. 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 back talk. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screech of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple coming. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female person ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her papa's font, no damned wonder he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to get word 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 coming, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tube of lubricant he asked,"Ready for the finish ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her tight trivial cheeks, as first one finger then two worked lubricating substance deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed Thomas More of the lube into her. Laying the thermionic valve aside, he massaged her undersurface ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into stead. She was on her knees, her chest on the mattress, her expression turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her rose hip gamey in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her daddy massaged Morgana's hips and bottomland then moved up against her. His phallus looked huge, gravid than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the headway seemed to be the sizing of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight slight scuttle, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a symphonic music of Morgana's moans, inch after inch slid into her., his pubic hair's-breadth 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 get the painful joy of a stretched and occupy rectum.

There was a piddling grimace on Morgana's cheek 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 knees behind her when he seemed to dislodge. He drew his metrical foot up along incline Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her coxa, changing his angle of incursion so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a earsplitting stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the plaintive wail relief valve from the other woman.

He was plowing into her hard and tight like a pile driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to take to the woods but to no help, he held her body in its insert posture as he pushed down on the small of her spinal column forcing her pelvic girdle 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 awe-inspiring jab into her dead body, a sob broke from her chest of drawers, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to watch. Still it continued, the fierce Assault on the small woman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling impulse of spermatozoon and seminal fluid into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to take hold her up, continued to sleep together her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the lav and got a warmly washrag then, from her little overnight case he got a fresh dyad of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her supercilium with the cloth then her seat before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton panties on her, picked her up and carried her to the client room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God pop, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two to a greater extent of the ataractic suppositories, lowered her shortstop and panty 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 way. Maybe a little compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire 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 earth. She gathered her into her munition and kissed her cheek.

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a slight bruise kitty. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her knocker. At a going about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her blazonry, drew her close, smoothed her fuzz and kissed her cheek. She no longer hated,"That cleaning 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 hr before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The first base thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could have stopped it, but I don't brain, 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 ?"

"twelvemonth ago, when I was in high gear schooltime another girl and I fooled around, nothing good though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the precious piffling pussy imaginable ; like a trivial girl's. So small, neat and pink."

"Oh hell Joanie, everything about me is like a lilliputian girl's."

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

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

Slowly Morgana's hand moved toward her although their center remained locked.

"Feel how big I am, touch me, delight touch me Morgana."

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's rousing was evident, too.

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

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

"gustatory perception me."

Morgana hesitated.

"Please Morgana,"Joanie begged as she cupped the vertebral column of her head and drew her down.

The spry little tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out situation her daddy had never found, a gentler, softer spot ; womanly almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breath, probing her. Joanie could find her flood tide building.

"Oh messiah, you're about to get your initiative taste of missy cum Mo,"as her body trembled in orgasm.

That conjuring trick tongue went to her menstruation like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to unwind. Then, with a repelling smiling, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep open these scanty on until I can sit on the crapper for a while, I've got a hindquarters full-of-the-moon 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 fault, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to have intercourse 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 tummy for a day or two."

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past various weeks he spent Saturday with you, we could work out days and when you're having your stop 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 years until the recent episode. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a grand approximation but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your fault ?"

"dada likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me receptive. He said that was just a low penchant of what he liked, that he liked to go for a retentive 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 closet, yes, I saw everything."

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should accept figured it out when you knew what my twat flavour like."

"Why don't we trade lieu, I'd like a closer look."

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

"Damn, he's got a huge lode, 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 Thomas Kid, his child. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our sleeping room then on our Nox we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the pussy he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms east of the Magnolia State both available in two sizes."

"So when do we suggest this to our hareem captain ?"

"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 thing to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

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

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you want me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The starting time item on Joanie's bucket list tasted a trivial like salty citrus tree, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic sounds she retrieved Mo's all-night kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown rice pilaf, desegregate summer squash and a leaping greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"pappa could we have a glass of wine and go out by the pool, Mo and I would like to lecture to you."

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

Both the fille were anxious, squirming in their professorship, trying to begin the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's starting line with you. What do you need ?"

"pop, Mo and I were talking. I want you to lie with, I'm not jealous of her anymore and we both know how practically you, well how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so unlike, you know, different bodies that, well you know…"She trailed off.

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

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a track and Jo's got a skillful subdued plush torso and since variety is the spicery of life, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes pop,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could rent out her firm and move in with us.

"And what about our architectural plan Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the babies. 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 like to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the nifty little sports car that was Morgana and the plush sumptuosity ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd bear a little 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 prophesy,"Just say no,"I could just say no."

"But Daddy, you'd lose that salmagundi we're offering."

"That's properly Robbie."

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

The chorused,"fountainhead, maybe."

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

"Who ever said missy fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls work out the division of responsibilities for the interior of the household, I'll take forethought of the exterior areas and the kitty, fair enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to throw full wash-out clyster every two days. You'll be responsible for giving them to each early. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to have it by no late than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's human face fell and Mo could learn the concern in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been objurgate, her fierce ride would be the succeeding day starting around one in the afternoon.

Looking at Joanie, Rob noted her shamed expression and asked,"Is something the thing Princess ?"

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

"Now, one final examination thing, I want both of you to have it off that I'm not felicitous 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 reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else ladies ?"

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

He got up, carried his glass into the kitchen then said,"ejaculate peeress, let's go to my bedroom."

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

"Joanie, come and suffer in nominal head of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten belt on your shorts followed by ten rap on your panty and then an indeterminate number on your bare merchant ship. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to ploughshare my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please mount into bed. Joanie, take away off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her laborious breast required the financial backing but today was an exception. As her jersey came off her large nippled, punishing breast came into view. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might need to titty screw his girl soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"Come bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and overlook 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 bottom.

These had caught her attending, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her nates until she was raising her pelvic girdle to fill his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genitals until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"ski lift your hips and let me get your panty off Princess."

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the trunks and on the pantie are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to count the solidus and I want you to count them out forte, understand ?"

"Yes Robbie."

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"One."

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"Two."

At XII Joanie broke down in tears, two more than for good measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her undecided sex, toying with her button with his index and middle fingers while pressing her anus with the pad of his thumb. After a spanking he liked his girlfriend to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over fourth dimension he could get them to look forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his untenanted bridge player he smoothed her tomentum and massaged her shoulder. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

"That's a good young woman Princess, cum for Daddy,"as she had a small orgasm.

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

"Can I have my scanty back pop,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, come outdoor stage in presence of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your shorts, ten on your step-in and then however many are required on the bare flesh to make the desired result. take your top off Morgana."

What a line from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with slight Robert Brown nipples.

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and take your shorts off Morgana.

albumen cotton, just what he'd told her to convey in her all-night case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monumental load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one ill-use bottom.

He gave her ten firm one on her panty, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her dent through her panties for respective minutes before saying,"Lift your hip joint for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pink from her to begin with spanking.

"Joanie, enumeration them."

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"One."

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"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little hind end is delectable. Do you guess you could adopt me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. screw me any fourth dimension and any way you want."

"Ok most of the Nox I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her pussy, but I'll end with you."

"I know, you're saving her bottom 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 bozo whispering about ?"

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

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

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

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It was like a school girl sleep party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude consistency but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at verse that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus tree and salt or a cocoa malted, which does a lady friend uncovering sweeter."

Rob sentiment of himself as a connoisseur of fine snatch ( as if there is any other kind ). As an deterrent example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloup while Joanie was nifty, but Morgana O'Tim Leary was citrus and salinity. No doubtfulness, this yoke had become a bit more than allies, he'd necessitate to keep that in idea.

Rob let them play for about half an hr then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her white meat. He was behind her so he pulled her finis. She could feel his erection against her bottom.

"Monday hollo your doctor up by the cabin, get a recommendation for soul down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's start a phratry, OK Princess ?"

He could listen the joy in her voice as she said,"Oh pop, I want your baby so much."

"commodity Princess, I wanted oodles of youngster, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breasts full-of-the-moon, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the forbidding logical implication when her pa said,"Of grade, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're fraught but we still have at least Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her spinal column 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 hip elevated. He pressed down on the small of her back so that she elevated her sex organs like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a pretty rough ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was observable he preferred this tycoon stead. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a picayune rough with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a tune 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 cur 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 exchange places I promised Morg a piffling action tonight."

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

He fondled her diminutive bosom until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the seat of her pantie and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favorite sort, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

"Aren't you going to take my step-in off ?"

"Nope, I want you to rag your clitoris with your finger while I play with your tit and be intimate your cute little underside ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount up her like she's a fresh young filly then tantalise her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh Whitney Young filly, I'm an experient maria and it was still all I could withdraw. 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 tastes like ?"

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

"Joanie's little ditty, you know…'Citrus and salinity or chocolate malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus and salt and do you bonk what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a enceinte deal of verity in that vocalization, now give me a little action, I'm set to cum."

The girls were up by eight the adjacent break of day but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was light, cold cereal, toast and fruit juice accompanied by umber. Morgana was in short and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to undress for her clyster. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the modality in the kitchen was somber.

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

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of warm water, the syringe and the lube. 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 play then expiration. The medulla oblongata will occupy with H2O. Then you put the honker in me and crush. Don't release it, though or the marked-up pee will sate the medulla oblongata. Pull it out and repeat the process. I usually get five bulbs full three metre before I'm empty."

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

Morgana filled the water bucket and got the syringe and lube. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"Take 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 pantie ; Mo rolled those down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

"Mo, I'm so frighten off, I'm about to wet myself right now."

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

As Jo sat emitting little spooky pip-squeak, not the gushing flow of a to the full bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would hark back to the bathroom before she joined her pa on the bed and she'd retain her panties 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 statement right along.

"Come on Mo, use a orbitual motion with plenty pressure to work the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that spasm hurt. choose me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a bathing tub for Jo.

"Let's use some sweet sense bathing tub oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with torso application, brush your hair and apply some light-headed constitution. What do you desire to weary ?"

"I thought lily-white slipper, Elwyn Brooks White second joint high gear stockings, Elwyn Brooks White lacy fancy step-in and a white-hot satin gown. Does that meet your approval ?"

"I think you'll be drop dead gorgeous."

It was nearly one by the time 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 tranquilising suppositories. You think ?"

"I think you don't need anything up your bootie right now. Maybe a crank of whitened wine ?"

She was sipping her second shabu when her pop 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 Little Princess, you're beautiful,"as he kissed her.

"Why don't you finish your wine while I grab a quick shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the threshold, he patted her on the rear end as he passed,"Did you take good care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just ingest it easy on your little filly, ok ?"

When he came back he, too was wearing just a robe and slippers.

He took Joanie's hand to conduct her to the bedroom, 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 privy but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you recall how terrorize of anal sex before I took you the first fourth dimension and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far risky than the reality. We both know what's going to hap a little later. I think it's the like as it was back then ; the prevision 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 ?"

"Daddy, you're going to bruise me, aren't you ?"

"I imagine you'll experience some pain, yes, I won't lie to you."

"pa, what are you going to do to me ?"

"I thought you might relish a bit of oral examination, several climax, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another coming. 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 maneuver. Instead of answering her final exam doubtfulness, he took her deal, pulled her to her invertebrate foot and fitted her scanty back in place,"Come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedroom Joanie was sure 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 scanty were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her panty down she was surprise when he asked,"Do you want to keep your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

"By the way Princess, I like the trim."

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden pelt was now nicely shaped and neat, not the barbarian Bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own robe, kicked off his slipper and, taking her into his arms folded them down to the mattress.

osculation, afters shared breaths, tasting knife, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, easy stomach, neatly trimmed mons pubis Veneris then ambrosia. salmon pink, the scent, the taste sensation, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a clapper dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her piffling opal waiting. His mouth suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her eubstance, her electric organ clench, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly succus erupt from her. Her dada gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

She hears herself,"No more, Daddy, Oh God, I can't payoff anymore, you've drained me, aiaiai, please, no more."

He slides up her body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peaches. His solidus are retard and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just days it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the wardrobe, forgotten the picture camera recording her every instant, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happiest girl in the humankind as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grin paints her face as her trunk quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

"Crawl over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lubricator in his hand.

Cool, slick, finger probing her, and more lubricant, her dad's vocalisation, just relax Princess as his other paw strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll aid you get into position Princess. We'll first slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few transactions to sense the fullness then I'll start to pump you."

"papa, I'm scared and you never did answer my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

"You made Morgana cry, are you going to urinate me cry, too ?"

He could have answered, yes, he would make her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a small woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, heavy, now lean forward and put your chest on the mattress, close down your weaponry and rest your read/write head on your arms, perfect."

Just a little o.k. tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the small of her back so that her hip joint and genital organ were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several times before. From that position she knew what to ask when she heard,

"Push Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's pelvis flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscles, the groan 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 move 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 motion. He continued at that pace, in that beat for about ten minutes.

Then he changed the tempo, a niggling faster, a footling harder ; her sounds changed, too. Louder, she was feeling it more,"Ungh, ungh, ungh,"with each stroke.

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately hard fucking, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game 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 nearly of his exercising weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to archway, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex Hammond organ and anus, then he spread her boldness adding another inch that he could permeate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to check. She knew what Joanie was about to experience.

Her wail was deplorable as he rammed her again and again. His cock was cryptical than it had ever been, stretching virgin tissue paper, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her boldness, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed haircloth a scraggly great deal. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous holler as pulse after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping out-of-doors, cum was draining out over the lip of her pussy. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the elbow room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the W.C. and opened the door.

"Do you want to engage fear of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton pantie to try to assure the quite a little while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Panadol for infliction and two of her sedative to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm slipstream cloth and the step-in. She wiped her face and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the young lady alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to hurt both of his girls, it was a tragic misunderstanding. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so rough with her and, after having launched the Assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a rough ride. He decided not to discuss this with the female person, Joanie would feel completely responsible for and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could take in said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the bedroom. Both of them were clad in only when panties. Morgana was holding Joanie to her white meat as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late eventide before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's fuzz was brushed but she was deform, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky leg. Morgana was helping to indorse her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we receive a glass of wine Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a drinking glass of a crisp Pinot Chardonnay along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a little rest. She wants us all to sleep together."

"That's delicately with me."

"I don't bonk how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure as shooting 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 prove to me,"her Daddy told her.

"I'm not trying to evidence anything but that I'm your girl, your Little Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to sense you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a small wistful smile, in a gross 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 log Z's in the middle. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to deem me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to sleep. Rob's cock was back in Joanie's backside and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's flyspeck breasts.

She was still a little rickety the next morning but she made the margin call to the gynecologist and got a passport. She called, yes, they were taking new patients but the next useable designation was six weeks hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could exact out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but potential. Just notice the strings and slowly and gently pull in until the slight moldable device dad free.

She asked Mo to help her.

prevarication flat on her back, Mo inserted her finger into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a short spotting of blood but nix more.

"Thanks Mo, that wasn't bad at all. Now, let me take yours out ; maybe we both can get preggers, what do you remember ?"

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a dyad of fertile females, yes ?"

"Well, at least one, but this one will soon be xliv, I'm afraid I may be preceding my"Use By"date."

Unfortunately, that was how it worked out. They told Rob what they'd done, so over the following weeks sex was patronise but nearly always vaginal in the missioner position.

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbaceous plant to increase his ejaculate and sperm yield and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second period and began to suffer from swollen breast, morning sickness and constipation they ran two place pregnancy trial run. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her low gear assignment with her new OB/GYN.

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three slipway, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a friend. They kept up their clyster regime, Joanie would only get hers until the eighth month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her house, she now lived permanently with them. Most nights Rob would take one or the other into his bed but occasionally they still enjoyed a three way.

Joanie was into her seventh calendar month. She was displaying a skillful child jut, even beginning to find a niggling motion. Her breasts were filling and leaking a trivial foremilk, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute picayune summertime gestation smock and strappy livid sandals. She and Mo were sharing a looking glass of Stanford White wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one niggling glass of wine-coloured, what could it hurt.

Her dada provided the answer. He came home unexpectedly and saw her trash of wine. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

Walking over to her and taking her hand he said,"Young lady, occur 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 spread his legs to accommodate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, hail here, please,"he called.

When she came in Joanie was already sprawled over his lap.

"We'll need you to look,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fast and firm on the rump of her cute little smock then he raised the wench and delivered ten more on her gestation pantie and then they were down around her knees.

"counting for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a sharp 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 stall in the niche while you hold your attire up. No, leave the panties where they are."

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, do here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

"You know she shouldn't be drinking yet, here you are sharing a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine-colored with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a fast ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten more than on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

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"One."

She held out a farsighted time. The tears didn't flow until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, pull your panties up, I don't want you to tripper. Morgana, you can have your step-in back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the thermionic tube of KY Jelly. Morg's loaded footling behind had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her common place but Rob directed her to the president directly across the tabular array from him.

Once she was in office he bent Morgana over the mesa.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his slide fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the stern of her panties, then the chill of the lubricating substance being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The Angle was dissimilar, he felt bigger, like he was getting deeper.

She moaned as he slid in. She was wide-cut, 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 sloshed small bottom. I like to have a go at it it Morg ; do you like me to fuck you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the tabular array and holding hired man with Jo while she watches."

"wellspring, I don't think Bump would accept 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 30 minute of arc. Her little ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

Damn, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal ointment pie, it felt so gooey and messy ; that's why he was making her do it.

"You were both bad girls but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more souse using up until after the delivery. Do I have that authority ?"

Morgana was surprised by her answer but, maybe it was because she felt like a chastised little girl. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to know how a good deal I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing first one and then the other.

"We love you, too daddy but you said that you had something special in mind for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the third someone was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you girls game to try ?"

They looked at each early. They'd played their girly plot when Daddy was away, and since there were two young lady and one guy it would certainly extend to some little girl on girlfriend action. They smiled at each other and answer,"Yes."

Both of the young woman were a niggling antsy through the rest of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you think you can get on your knee and lean forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, take your step-in off and lie on your back on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"Perfect, now force your knee joint up a petty and scatter your ramification, I want to be capable to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she pappa. I think she may stimulate the prettiest kitty-cat in the world."

"I'm sword lily 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.

"Lean forward and slip your arms under her legs and grasp her hips."

In this position Joanie's facial expression was only in from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be rough with you but I am going to know you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his handwriting on the back of her head pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and SALT, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it loose 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 hip elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his turncock. She had her fount buried in Morgana's sex, from over her articulatio humeri he could see her knife flicking the little clit. Both of them making sounds of joy ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrance of both women melding, oestrogen and Lipo-Lutin flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could get the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry bottom, fill me up with your cum ; eff me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush seat. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could find contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was cook to erupt.

Three voices, raised, expressing spectacular delight, they ended in a jumbled mass of legs, subdivision, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was ready to go again, he was rock hard within minutes.

He heard the yell he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect footling pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the solvent for that.

"straddle my nerve Jo, let me taste you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her arse dripping on Morgana's Kuki-Chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastic climax. Joanie fell to the side of meat exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's leg and fucked her operose and fasting, she'd had two screaming flood tide before he gushed into her nice pixilated cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant body had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her hand on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many fourth dimension as we've had sex and as many times as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to traverse a fine adult female her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these yr, her natural language was like a Snake River, wrapping around, treating him like he was her preferred flavor of sucker, and then she want down, up and down, he could palpate 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 cavalryman she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the sharpness of her lip. She swirled her knife and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a spell before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

Remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one More ? Your cunning little arse is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the to begin with installment on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suck my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her nates and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's legal transfer went off without a hitch. They now had a cute squalling packet of baby girlfriend in the theater. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in Sojourner Truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a insomniac mother to Joanie.

The trueness of the family relationship was driven base when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two month old. Mo had to go out on an engagement so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of early days, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the menage. The baby hind end was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no nipper derriere useable. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's seat and trucked on down to the neighborhood contrivance depot, 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 quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Coke,"neediness one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would wish is an explanation. Did you take 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 thoughtless thing I can imagine. There is no grounds on God's green earth that getting a Coke a genus Cola is Charles Frederick Worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a break, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was nineteen ? She wondered and she was really angry with her friend.

"Just leave it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the last chaff, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the sleeping accommodation, from the toilet table she got gran's hairbrush, sat on the larrup chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts 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 genu and whaled on her back slope with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with tear stained middle and a persnickety olfactory organ. Additionally, her bare rear end was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a cause, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to nominate her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some blow ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some snow would really micturate her off. Want to secern me the rest of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car rump 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 rear end, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the figurehead seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a flaccid crapulence that you took our daughter and put her delirious on the passenger seat of the car and drove to the wash room store ? Do I have that right wing ?"

"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 amount 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 in high spirits tip and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the street corner and think about what you've done. Come out into the living elbow room when you're ready to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine and, instead of the animation elbow 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 handwriting are small and I can't hit too hard."

"wellspring, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how life can take some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age deviation I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other daughter, Joanie filling the roster as mother. It's working well for all of us .