Friday even, the first-class honours degree workweek of June and I was totally unwind. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Divine's stigma, rocks with just a splatter of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my eighteen year old girl had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but back in her class and I was so unredeemed proud.

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

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have help. My female parent came to continue with me for three priceless month. She took charge of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to set normal, bathe and change babies and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen minute of nap. Mom would hold liked to stay on longer but my father's health had taken a turn for the worst and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

fountainhead, nanny might he understating her tariff and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very crucial soul in Joanie's and my animation. First she helped with child aid then her responsibility evolved. My business is brokerage, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo role as my office manager now. She's just a couple of twelvemonth honest-to-god than I, a niggling on the slender side of meat ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears deoxyephedrine that are unflattering and eschew make-up ; in other Good Book she makes no campaign to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that first nighttime and after she'd been with me for respective years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to remind myself that she was a brute between the sheet of paper and blessed with the blind drunk kitty I'd ever had the pleasure to make full. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an acute dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the week and always on the weekends for our particular Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life story went to hell in a handwriting basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to replete the nothingness. She liked to badger me and philander unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing knocker against my thorax ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied merchantman as she'd hyphen into the toilet for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our approaching vacation. I own a picayune vacation bungalow in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this side of Scotland. Two hebdomad, two absolutely howling weeks in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a minuscule motorboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the channels and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine Maker's Mark when the jingle of my telephony intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a bonfire for a"get-go of summer"party, rib some weenies, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a yoke of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my outflank protagonist since grade schooling, I'd been his best 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 oeuvre schedule and he was on duty.

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

"Nothing well, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to number pick her up. I'll sports meeting you at the Denny's on Somerville road in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

After we'd rung off my intellect went into a whirl. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made suicidal decision ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summer between middle school and high school I'd caught her and her girl drinking my beer and smoke cigarettes back behind the kitty house. Then last year, at the beginning of her Junior yr there was the sequence involving experimentation with marijuana and my Jehovah's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her piddling bottom over each of the above but now she was 18, emancipated, an grownup under the law. I got my keys and headed for Denny's.

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

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

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

We took a 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 own been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending officers was directed toward the two bozo. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the number one wood is a known dealer, Cannabis sativa and crack cocaine. He had a tail illumination out and the patrol 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 device driver and his main hug Jamitious Curry were up figurehead but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad player, too. According to the arresting officer there was a stick smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him wield the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take tutelage of St. Martin and Joanie. He found about a m Charles Frederick Worth of go in Curry's bag. Joiner and Mary Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did explore Joanie's handbag, she had two careen wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their tinker's dam in the daughter'pocketbook but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the branchia, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Mary Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a skillful girl but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a calendar month this time ; leave tomorrow morning, maybe have a little detox school term and let her spend nigh of her detoxification on her tum ‘ cause she won't be capable to sit."

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

The drive home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the drunk in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her stumble to her bedroom, undressed her Down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a osculation. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nil she could do would switch that.

In my way I packed a bag with the wear I'd motivation at the slew cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with item I would or might involve. From eighteen year experience there were sealed affair that Joanie might require. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, acetaminophen that she still got like she did when she was a little girl, in suppository cast, chloral hydrate suppositories to allow for a eternal sleep aid and avail with pulling out, the red electric light enema syringe and, of class my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added nanna's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled testis, Viscount St. Albans, hash browns, whole straw pledge, orangeness juice and burnt umber were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a Sebastodes miniatus of Viscount St. Albans around her plate and took several mouthful of the bollock before running to the lavatory. 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 ready and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

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

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

The ride to the cabin was quiet. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio, Classic commonwealth, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in Ithiel Town, got supplying for a workweek 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 dry land floor and a sleeping attic above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bathing tub and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some spud 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 pigeon loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a manufacturing business's Mark but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry calendar month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every young lady it these tale is the most beautiful girl in the world ( how the nookie can they all be the most beautiful daughter in the humanity ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a round 130. She has rather full breasts, a poofie corporation and a bottom made up of twin fleshy orb distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiacal, and to those low-down dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a joke I'd bought her pajamas for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a dip backside ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather unsubtle nates as she descended, I could see a scanty line. She'd put as very much fabric as potential over her very vulnerable posterior ; smart girl, but no hope.

dinner was a rather quiet affair. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of excuse and alibi, how she'd not known about what"those multitude"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, claptrap, blah."

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

"No vino, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"pappa, you can't, I'm eighteen, an grownup, 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 butt, do you think that would help you ?"

She hung her point as I stood up and took her hired man, saying,"I need to know."

I took her to the lavatory 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.

"pop, please, this is so block, don't watch me."

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

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

"Joanie, pee,"my spokesperson was harsh.

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

The mental test showed the front of the marijuana but, thank God, nothing else registered.

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

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

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

"Please pappa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each impertinence, on her pajama, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the pearl fluttering. Already I heard a few bout ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. step-in were evident

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

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her unseasoned organic structure until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her boob were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single piece. starting time her swollen chest 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 humble to her to let me occupy them off, contribution of her penalization. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her pelvic girdle. They lay on the floor at her feet as I began.

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

snap, pass, fissure, the resounding euphony of flesh encounter flesh. After about XXX whang I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, oculus flooding, pry 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 quite a little for a while. It tied her in knots when she did something that disordered me so much that I punished her.

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

"dad, can I sleep here tonight, I don't want to let to go up up to the loft ?"

I thought for a consequence 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 sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to look up to my handicraft. Joanie's underside was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shades of red, violet, purpurate with just a touch of Amytal, damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether cheeks. She was pink, a tight ring, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my forefinger finger. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

After a few minutes and in a rickety voice 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 think, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over thirteen twelvemonth ago.

"I'm no-count 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 smile if I traced my fingerbreadth along her Venus crack, her slit back then it was zippo More than a pink valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

"Please dad,"she begged as she took my hired hand and pulled it toward her ; the cover of my hand brushed the silken hair covering her mons veneris.

"Please,"she said as she opened her legs and guided my mitt to her.

I let her, I didn't endeavour to stop her nor did I draw out away. My middle finger found her groove. I'd used my forefinger finger when she was young but my middle fingerbreadth 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 puss. Her outer labia were tumefy, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was salient and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the trunk of a woman.

She trembled under my legal tender succour then snuggled against me. subdued patrician 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 military action, she wanted it, it didn't distress anyone, blah, rant, bombast. Then I waxed philosophic, the world was haywire, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical understanding before the availability of birth ascendancy ; but no longer.

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

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

I took my hand back, her skulduggery on my finger. I brought it to my lips ; yellowish pink and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smiling on my face.

I awoke to the scent of deep brown percolating and Francis Bacon frying. Joanie stuck her head into the sleeping room,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, nothing else.

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee tree and a plate on 1st Baron Verulam, testicle and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last dark Daddy, I slept like a baby."

Changing the content I said,"Still a little sore, are we ?"

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

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

"pinch me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My short Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pinko ; at least the other people of colour of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely ill-treat 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 recall you deserve another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my part wife was a cute Irish lassie, short, a little pudgy and soft with strawberry blonde hair, full bosom and a plump rear end ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My intellect wandered and I began to get an erection memory. Edward D. White as clotted ointment, how I'd loved to leave behind a garden pink helping hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead-in in go,"Princess, you have the perfect rear end, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you opine 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 beaming to see Uncle Harry in my life."

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

"At the company, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the guys was twenty-one, he could buy Thomas More and I had a little money, I was going to chip in 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 political party they fired up a dyad of roast then the guy in the back rear end with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some refreshing young white pussy. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my titty. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ inferno yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black-market hawkshaw tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to attract my drawers off when we got pulled over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to despoil me ; both of them and that young lady was going to find out. pop, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed worse, more degrading that another girl was going to get her recoil 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 Virgo, my probing finger the night before had explored her vagina. She was tight and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it best if we change the subject.

"Let's stopping point breakfast and go for a walk around the lake, we can let the cat out of the bag then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a shower. She was still only wearing her robe, her jammies and pantie were in her hand as she climbed the ladder to the loft.

Half way up she turned her fountainhead, our eyes 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 feminine guile were on video display,"Go on, get dressed,"is all I said.

I showered and dressed in unaffixed fitting shorts, tee shirt and a pair of snitcher ; I was waiting at the hind end of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her contribute the conversation. It had been a horrific experience for her but, once she was rescued by the law and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from examination and arrest her veneration had been transferred to another share of her anatomy. He'd saved her virtuous kitty-cat but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. fantabulous assessment of her dilemma, as finis night had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so damn stupid ; papa, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, new people make dazed error but that's a big function of learning, of maturing. I know nix like this will ever befall again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the Sir Henry Wood. We spotted a flight of ducks coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a little previous for their northwards migration, it was betimes June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a spot of skunk. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her nous on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my shorts then she'd taken it into her oral cavity. It was like a sensual dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty green eyes and smiled then began oceanic abyss throating my cock.

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

I expected her to issue forth 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 small Princess might be a virgin but it was observable that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her penalization because of this. If so, she was awry, in fact her manifest past times participation with fellation made me wonder just how much Joanie had gotten into.

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

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

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

Back inside I told her to go into the can and get ready while I got her cup and exam strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and panties around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her vesture I tested her piddle. Still registering cannabis but not as high as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the coxa, I unzipped her shorts and let them strike to her feet.

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

I gave her ten moderately hard whacks on her scanty then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and incline asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"volition you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of form Princess."

I helped her to stand up, 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 best 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.

"Daddy how seed you broke up with Morgana and don't date anymore ?"

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

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

"Well, you did have your moments."

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

"Joanie, you'll always be my fille, you're my lilliputian Princess."

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

"Nosey lilliputian affair, aren't we ?"

"wellspring, don't you ?"

"How do you sleep with anything about your old Dad's sex life, anyhow ?"

"My bedroom's future to yours, I could get a line through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most Nox and moans and groans on Sabbatum, the night he parted her sozzled petty hindquarters. 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 Daddy's wall. What did you think about what you were hearing ?"

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

"And ?"

"Oh Daddy, this is so embarrassing, please don't make me say."

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a little hug.

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porno star size of it. He was a lilliputian over 7 ½ inch and a bit chubby.

Now would accept been the apotheosis clock time to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been twelvemonth since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the alteration in him, she could experience his erecting climbing against her.

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

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

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"Touch me pappa, please impact me."

Her titty 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 lips trailed down sucking and licking one mamilla then the former Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own hand. His script cupped her plump can as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his natural language flicked at her clit she nearly exploded. Pounding her hip joint up to meet him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juices flowed as her pop drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was gear up as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her leg back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingers he opened her then guided his peter to her virtuous portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her attender hymen tear, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

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

As he continued Joanie began to relax and accept the invasion of her offspring consistence. Her wooden leg wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to meet his cerebrovascular accident. Sounds emanated from abstruse in her throat as she cooed.

"piece of tail me daddy, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, make love me skilful, fuck me good."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sit on me and take 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 breasts, her poofie little bay window, her scarlet atomic number 79 sleek hide and, most of all her alluring look smiling at him.

"I'm gladiolus you came in me dada, it makes me experience like a woman. Am I your adult female now ?"

"Do you want to be ?"

"more than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had tiffin, picked up a few more market and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several design B pills and some scented lubricant. The pills for straightaway use, of course but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my woman more was in memory as far as her sexual Education Department was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal retentive sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be uncoerced ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birthing control method acting. The programme B tab were a stoppage gap bill, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult MD, she'd only ever seen her pediatrician ; once rest home I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our expanse. I had Joanie telephone set to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was capable to get an appointment for the travel along day. The doc let her have a go at it that she would be doing a complete physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd wish to bathe before we left and that she should wear article of clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the examination. nearly would be routine, checking her mettle beat, auricle, nose, throat and oculus then it would become more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

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

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

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

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

The MD was prodigious as she explained what she was going to do each step of the way.

Two fingers into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap smear then a new baseball glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the sec in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

As the Doctor withdrew her fingers and shed her baseball mitt she gave Joanie a grin.

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

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

Gently the Dr. rubbed her tummy saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be blue, I won't hurt you, I promise."

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

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

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

Completing the exam the physician handed her various tissue paper, saying,"Maybe you'd like to pace into the bathroom and clean up while I get your new IUD."

The subroutine was over, Joanie had a review appointment for two weeks hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active agent she might know some cramping. If so, just take on an over the riposte pain substitute ; Datril, Advil or such and rest a bit.

On the drive home 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 Daddy, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and uterine cervix from the punt side, ick."

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

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

We'd left too soon for Joanie's doctor's appointee so we'd skipped her morning modus operandi. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

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

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

"Daddy, I'm getting the cramps like the Doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want 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 throw to keep my finger in you ‘ til your brawn grip them and wreak them up in you, ok ?"

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

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

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

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a little sportfishing. Didn't catch anything but that was ok, it was skillful to just loosen up and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to birth my babies and live as my wife. She was XVIII and I was forty-one, we could have various minor if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so fresh but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my buff if she could pass my terminal test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the Dr.'s penetration and my cock was one hellava lot bigger than her thin digit ; we'd have to see.

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

"feeling skilful Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we dally 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 prune, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a span of light slippers she was nude under her robe.

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

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

She had a trembling, explosive sexual climax then a second and third. As I brought her off for the forth time she was pleading for me to break, wailing in a awful pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a second. Her deary position.

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her remainder and find for a few minutes then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

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

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

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

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

She was already starting to rest harder, more rapidly.

"You're in promote Daddy, God you're stretching me. It hurts a piffling but it's a squeamish hurt."

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

Her normal sounds had changed. She was panting like a small bitch being ridden by a big High German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One mournful moan after another as Rob pounded her bitch with the fucking of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulsation of his ropy cum into her

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

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

Finally she spoke,"God pa, I thought you were going to be intimate me to death, you felt so big in me. My short minuscule pussy's so sore but at least I know what Morgana got."

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

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

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

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

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

As he traced a single finger along her crevice he saw the recognition and fear ostentation 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 messy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"Preparation mostly, she'd make herself clean and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a Light Within meal the night before then enemas various hours before."

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

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

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

They dropped the study and over the next two week nothing more was said. Their sex living was haunt and active, exploring various positions. Joanie had begun to savour being taken from behind. She liked the feel of the surplus 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 time on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

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

The inaugural time he slid up on her back and ran his cock along her wisecrack, touching her she was so fright she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to go in you. Slowly he ran his cock up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

He now knew, she would eventually give up. Slowly she was accepting anal aid and getting delight from it.

The two hebdomad had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The review appointment found no trouble. Joanie was ok for a year unless something untoward happened.

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

Joanie's urine was clear, she was no longer forced to consecrate 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 intimate desire. oral examination then cowgirl followed by a slow tender missionary. He ignored her stern and they ended the even spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a unity poached egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an minacious feeling. She was wearing only her slippers, a pair of pantie and her robe.

The salad in conclusion 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 enemas would be next.

"pappa,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her weewee dripping down her pegleg Rob helped her to the privy, took her skidder, panty and gown and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedroom from the bath. She heard water supply running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a wide-cut five Imperial 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,"Come 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 footling while,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

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

"dada, please,"she wailed, as she felt him distribute her buttock 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 body of water deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

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

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

He could see the splash of fecal matter, the speech sound of escaping gas and his small female child's groan. When it was finally silence and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A secondly five electric light clyster followed by a 3rd and finally a pocket-sized three bulb insertion and she was running clear.

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

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

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

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

He hesitated, should he secernate her the true statement ? If zippo else he was always reliable with her.

"Princess, noon will be the first base time. We're going to do it four or five fourth dimension over the path of the day."

"Oh Daddy,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to get quite familiar with light meal and clyster, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to stay but in her exhausted province she was sleeping within minutes.

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

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

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

He talked to her.

"You've got mint of lubricator. Remember how the Doctor of the Church had you push down when she put her fingerbreadth 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 potbelly and I'll lie on your back. That's the easiest way for the girl and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her articulatio coxae and backside then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack several fourth dimension then guided it to her opening.

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

God, it's not like in the porno moving picture Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the first of what she knew would be many moan, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to slacken. Christ, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet 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 tissues were tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to fit his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

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

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

It happened nearly every time with an untaught anal Virgo the Virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the crapper, she had to locomote her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your clyster, 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 populace like a Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl's virtuous anus and rectum. The unbelievably pixilated grip of her sphincter muscle muscleman squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be marvellous but it would never be quite the Same. She'd be looser each future time. That wasn't all bad, she would be instruct how to flex those muscles to twinge and wank him and he could play a little rougher.

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

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

Joanie's moans 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 centre and then her brim,"Yes you're my woman 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 smart but, in truth, the anticipation was high-risk than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the crapper for a picayune while then put a dyad of panties on and come 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 point on his pectus and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're tremendous. Far and away the outdo 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 mum ? Did you, huh ?"

"Frequently."

"Other girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slim with her pocket-size slight butt, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump rear end, like mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

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

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just cerebrate about it."

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

Joanie shimmied out of her scanty 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 spatial relation this time."He rolled her onto her backrest with her hips on the pillow so that her merchantman was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your pretty face,"he told her as he added a fiddling lubricant, she was still pretty crafty from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to take out them back toward her breast, adding,"Remember to press when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"push Princess."

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

"feel the voluminousness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her boob and leaned forward to kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of breast, with her soft white-hot tummy and favourable roll ; I could just eat you up."

Maybe later he would but she thought not, she was sure as shooting that today would be devoted exclusively to aid to her bottom.

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

"Daddddddddy, what form of a head is that. God, even in this position you can abash me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

As he watch she closed her eyes and a small grinning played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

"My piteous tail's sore but my little kitty's for certain happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and cole coleslaw Joanie said,"That position was kinda neat, how we could watch each former's faces, see each other's middle. Is that your preferent post ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my dearie is daughter under on her knee, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her feel 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 ready for that. I like to play hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The wait wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her slipper, 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 piffling ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was evident as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her backbone but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full touch sensation in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few clock time then he started to turn her.

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

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

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

He continued to arrest her low-pitched corporation, then taking her script and guiding it to her stomach low, just above her pubic ivory he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

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

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not scavenge up a piffling and come back. I want a some of my Princess afters ; put on a little constitution, lipstick and eye liner, 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 back when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her fairly knock 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 deal mirror as he extended his glossa and flicked it along her slit.

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

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

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"fountainhead, take the affair off the dresser and shift the mirror a slight, 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 header gameboard and reclined against it with his stage 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 hand ?"

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

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingerbreadth up my trivial butt hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal opposite cowgirl. I want you to pull your knees 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 top dog in her she sat down with a rebuff moan as he filled her.

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

He held her rosehip and let her rock and pump on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly interference of pleasure over the display she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her sit his finger's breadth 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 compressed and displace around so you can see your fount. You won't be able-bodied to see a lot of me going into you but you can catch your smile."

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

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

After gliding along her scissure respective time he centered on her.

"button Princess."

She was still quite cockeyed but it was getting easygoing each time.

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

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

"smell full moon Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it experience near ?"

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

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

Once her bridge player was in office he scooted gamy on her back so his penetration was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

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

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

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

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

He pounded her rich, severe and fast for several hour. He moans had tour to lamentation, her asshole to a bawling cry as her split flowed.

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

She tightened down as best she could, it was difficult with the hard drive fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heating as he roared and his cum flooded her bowel.

Better, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as inscrutable. He stayed in her until his clod were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his implements of war, instead she curled into the foetal spot with her vertebral column to him.

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

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

"That was a minor gustatory modality ? I don't want a disk full moon, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair's-breadth was a rumpled mess, her heart were swollen and tear stained trailing Joseph Black streak over her facial expression where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me bind you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a tasting, what's the"Full three-card monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an time of day or more, that was lupus erythematosus than five minutes."

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

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

"Not much."

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

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

"God girl, what do you want."

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

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

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

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

They spent the balance of their sentence at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two days, he suggested it would be well-to-do with a two dry quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that hypnotism. She liked the intimacy, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Sojourner Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible stance except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be percentage of their own repertoire, period, total stop.

Their human relationship would always be close, they were after all Church Father and daughter but where was their intimate soldering going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and sustain his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more have it away and loved collaborator. He could run his business from a telephone set and computer from their modest cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront dwelling house. And, as a great deal as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a substantial asset to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a lift and a 10 % share of the business to continue to run their city agency. He planned to put everything in move as soon as they got back.

Robert Burns : The outflank laid scheme o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish byword : Man design, God laughs.

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

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

"I'll be back tomorrow evening late then I'm encounter with Morgana in the morning, how about lunch ?"

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

"If you think that's best, sure, we can. desire breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you know what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a word no businessman ever wants to find out. It's synonymous with misappropriation and that's what has occurred in your office."

"Sol, what the snake pit do you mean, 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 enough Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be able to bring in it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. 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 bet a little, you think ?"

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

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

There was a grin in her voice as she said,"I'll be set up for anything."

He knew what that meant. She'd be bathed, scented and dressed to the 9 after giving herself two Fleet enemas. He drove rest home, he had a day to waste.

"Princess, something's happened at the function, I'm afraid it may delay our plans, I hope not but I'm merging with Morgana this eventide to talk over things. I'll be tardy getting rest home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"Daddy, you're going to have sex with"That womanhood,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, young daughter, if that didn't auditory sensation Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. go for I do because if I do you may get your wish."

She had a vex look on her face,"My compliments"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"assuredness your spurt and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"dada, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, bone mid-heeled pumps, a white blouse with a little brown ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

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

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"moldiness have."

He offered up a bottleful of a fine Pinot Chardonnay,"Shall we have a crank ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was flighty and girlish in a way a forty-three year old adult female shouldn't be but Morgana was with the simply man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary had never had a day of the month until she went to work with Rob. Throughout schoolhouse she was the skinny, geeky girlfriend with glasses. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did make her valedictorian and get her a full ride scholarship to a ticket college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job consultation, they'd met in a coffee store. It was full and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between line of work, yeah, do I get hold of the Big Eight firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a masters in accounting and was moving up in the existence ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you consider me for your nanny position, I've never been a nanny but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her breadbasket roll and her vesica about to split as she waited for his reply.

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a niggling grin,"So you're a schoolmaster, too. Mine's from Columbia, my knight bachelor is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're serious, right ?"

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

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how much money do you command in the open grocery ?"

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

"Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the table but a smaller house'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 party on the method of accounting side I could add up up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so abash, he had a picayune grinning on his boldness, he took her script and kissed the dorsum like a French gentleman.

"I love your essence Morgana."

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

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

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

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

"Only a duo of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the perfume of your scent. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the dame room, learn off your panty and make for them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a advanced Washington Malus pumila but when they walked out her step-in were his souvenir. Before the eventide was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The side by side day her tightfitting niggling body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the next Mon morning. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine-coloured and asked,"Care for Thomas More Rob ?"

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

"What do you mean Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

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

She started to suffice, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to mislay ascendancy. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bathroom and dropped her miserable clothing.

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

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

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

"Now, tell me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your party boss give you a ascent,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan gasp cause and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

"Morg, you've been my the right way mitt for a lot of days, 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 bring in the law ? Should I fire you, what would you do if it was your decisiveness ?"

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

"Ok, let's use up the fuzz off the table, 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, delight not that, it would be like banishment from an Amazonian kin group, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the lying in wait was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last thing in the earthly concern he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his commercial enterprise brilliance. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, Bible she'd understand.

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

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

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

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

He took a few mo appearing to contemplate what she'd said.

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

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

I'll enjoin you what, you pay me whatever you can every hebdomad. I'll ejaculate over every Saturday to collect whatever you can pay, ok."

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

"Now the rest, yes, you've been a bad girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday nighttime 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 entrust hand he picked up the fiddling 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 vanity there was a fine straight backed death chair, nonsuch for the matter at bridge player. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in social movement of him, he took her crown off then untied the bow around her cervix. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her farseeing sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s supple woman, her breasts were minor and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her teat were small and close as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"pace out of your place,"he ordered.

Beautiful bone pumps with a sensitive bounder were shed, he unfastened the waist band of her pants and let them fall.

He told her to step out of the quag ; she did, she stood in ivory second joint highs and her ecru 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 blockade herself. He led her back, lowered her panties and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a spurt, squirt, jet before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into shoes and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to paddle you on your panties for a while then I'll take them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the brush. Did you have your enema ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you want me to stay the Night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a crack, ribbon on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the minute, third, off, maybe tenth battered her. Her little laughingstock, so small, so pie-eyed, his hand covered both cheeks, she was in tears. Morgana O'Leary was a good lady friend, she'd never been spanked in her life ; she was being spanked now.

Her pegleg were splayed and she was sobbing by the sentence she'd absorbed the ten percent bump. Then, over her panties she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to play his hint and came explosively.

He teased,"Your pantie seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her thin coxa and off. As he held then they seemed belittled enough to fit a Edward Young child.

fourth dimension for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on flesh the fissure was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from deep red to scarlet and finally streaks of wild blue yonder. She was squirming, kicking and trying to get away but her small consistence was slow to contain. With just his go forth manus on the low of her back he held her in station until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his correct hand and his quarter round massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second orgasm

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

Her tight footling ass was a kaleidoscope of color, he admired his study. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such pain, she felt like she was on the edge of awareness 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.

mitt gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her knees, manus parted her small nether cheek, pressure against her anus and news she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like ardor but, yes, she did like it, six class 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 uncut 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 jazz her reasonably hard but she'd be able to take the air tomorrow.

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

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

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

"Morg, mantrap, 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 giving birth ascendance ?"

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

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

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

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

"volition 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 malice of the rough anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

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

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

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

Gently he rolled her to her binding and entered her. Her six eld of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as tight as a immature little girl, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

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

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

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

"That's adequate Princess, we discussed what might happen before I left, I don't think we need to hash over it now, ok."

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

"Settle down Joanie, those fleeceable eye of green-eyed monster you're exhibit are about to gain you a red undersurface. Now, let's sit down and stimulate burnt umber and I'll tell you what's going on."

After recounting the narrative of the missing $ 2000 she said,"well then, you're going to force out her aren't you ?"

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

"That could put a real crimp in our programme, wouldn't you agree ?"

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

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

"How so ?"

"A little joystick and carrot secret plan, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to fill with her each Saturday 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 sentiency, how for me ?"

"The final examination Sabbatum, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to induce her come here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to secernate her to skim them, that I want to establish her a fill out laundry out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can catch if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the required three hours. When we get back you'll get your want ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's near little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny chest and childlike rose hip across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a small of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor fair sex would be wrecked. Two divergent thought process struck her. In maliciousness of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, indorse, she was going to let a video record-keeper with her so she could film it.

"fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, fourth dimension dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday nights he was away. She hated that he came home with"That charwoman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage level. Their dwelling house had an interesting feature. The master sleeping room's boastfully walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with ingress from both the dormancy quarters and a mo entry from the bath. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small-scale but comfortable chair so that she had an unobstructed sight line of work to the bed. Her video television camera was on a tri-pod and set up for action. And now metre dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one matter in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, days away from her initiation. Time was flying toward that fateful upshot. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute broad rump being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of rough in sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

Inevitably that final exam Sat was upon them. Rob let her lie with that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final installment.

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

anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her hot seat. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their business dealing before she heard the water system running in the side by side privy. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedroom with his five congius bucketful. He sat it beside the bed then got the red electric-light bulb syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pants suit when he led her in, she was carrying a little all-night type, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a high schooltime female child on her first base engagement with the football star.

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

"afters Morgana, I want to give you a inscrutable cleansing. I'll give you a series of enema until the water runs exculpate. I want your rectum and colons completely void, I thought we could deliver a Nice long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pants suit was picket lavender, Rob took her cap off, folded it and lay it on the hot seat. Then an ivory shell came over her head. Her bra was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no more than a duet of fried orchis capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob set and kissed each one.

"stride out of your horseshoe Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her scale, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the waist of her morass and let them fall, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other items on the chair.

Her panties were the same wan lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size of it one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a single nerve of her plump tail end. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely flyspeck 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 lube,"he said as he spread her brass. As his fingerbreadth slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enema Joanie wondered, she got five light bulb each time, could this bantam charwoman 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 rub down her abdomen.

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

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

"phone call me if you need help,"she heard Rob say, as the lavatory room access shut.

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

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

Three sessions and then she was realize. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just take it easy for a few minutes, then I'll give you…"

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

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

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

He took her clothing from the chair, laid her things on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's prospect of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"ejaculate here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

He jiggled her several clock time, raising her pelvis, displaying her bottom. He laid his paw on her, one paw covered her completely, then, Crack.

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

Crack, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was strong enough to bring rip. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's centre were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide open. Her genitals, were love feast, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynaecological examination. Even here she noted that Morgana was belittled, a short incision completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The merry ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her pop fingered Morgana to a crashing climax. 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 presence of her shorts and her pantie were soaked. She was breathing so tough that she feared that Morgana would hear.

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

After they'd left for lunch Joanie changed her panty and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some ways it nearly took her breath away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and picture show her Daddy with her ; and more importantly, would she require to look out ?

show clip, she heard his car on the driveway, the suction stop of the lock in the battlefront threshold and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

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

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

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

Joanie watched as he again piece by firearm removed her cunning 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 mouth. Joanie forced herself to mind to Morgana's howler 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 pulse rate of distaff ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no deuced wonder he came home smelling like"That womanhood's"twat. She had to, she just had to watch what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to squirm away, pleading, no more than, 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 palpitation, body shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the pipe of lubricant he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her blotto little cheeks, as showtime one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus give and directly squeezed more than of the lube into her. Laying the metro aside, he massaged her buns ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into positioning. She was on her knees, her chest on the mattress, her fount turned toward the lens of the eye of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips high in the air, her buns displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's rose hip and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked Brobdingnagian, bigger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight piffling opening, she heard the give-and-take,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a symphony of Morgana's moans, inch after inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her backside, 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 filled rectum.

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

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

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

He was plowing into her hard and fast like a deal driver. Morgana tried to miss to the mattress, to escape but to no help, he held her body in its pucker berth as he pushed down on the small of her back forcing her hips even higher.

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

With the adjacent awesome jab into her body, a sob broke from her chest, 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 cleaning lady. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulsing of spermatozoan and cum into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a affectionate washrag then, from her piffling all-night case he got a impudent duet of cotton step-in then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her brow 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 guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. help oneself me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the sedative suppositories, lowered her boxers and panties and lay down on the bed.

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

taking off her jersey and bra she answered,"I'm going to go lie down with Morgana. I feel so bad for her and it's my fault."

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

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

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

Morgana was at Joanie's chest for about an hour before she began to go cognizant of her surround. The first-class honours degree 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 mind, it felt nice."

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

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

"Years ago, when I was in high school day another girl and I fooled around, nothing serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

"No, we just touched each former's boob, nothing at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the shortened little pussy conceivable ; like a little little girl's. So small, neat and pink."

"Oh hell Joanie, everything about me is like a lilliputian missy'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 oculus remained locked.

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

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was plain, too.

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

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

"gustatory sensation me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The quick little glossa was like aught Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, softer signature ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her fond breathing place, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

"Oh Savior, you're about to get your first gustatory sensation of young lady cum Mo,"as her body trembled in orgasm.

That conjuring trick tongue went to her flow like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked grin, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep these panties on until I can sit on the potty for a piece, I've got a butt 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 error, you had zilch to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the yesteryear various workweek he spent Saturday with you, we could do work out Clarence Shepard Day Jr. and when you're having your period I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would wreak, don't you agree ?"

Morgana thought, she hadn't had anything for six old age until the recent episode. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a noble-minded idea but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your fault ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a petty rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a small gustatory perception of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with somebody else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"shucks, he's got a huge onus, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

"I've got an IUD but I'm nearly 44, so, no, I doubt it."

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

"Would he go for it ?"

"Like Marlon Brando said in the Godfather,"We'll make him an 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 Mississippi both uncommitted in two sizes."

"So when do we propose this to our harem master copy ?"

"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 things to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

"One I'm looking forward to, I'm going to taste 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 view while he did you I'd let him do me the same way and I'm scared."

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you need 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 commencement token on Joanie's bucket list tasted a niggling like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a chorus line 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 chocolate-brown rice pilau, mixed summer squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"Daddy could we accept a glass of vino and go out by the pocket billiards, Mo and I would like to let the cat out of the bag to you."

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

Both the girls were nervous, squirming in their chairs, trying to commence the conversation in tantrum and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's start with you. What do you want ?"

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to know, I'm not jealous of her anymore and we both know how a great deal you, well how often you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different consistency that, well you know…"She trailed off.

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

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rails and Jo's got a nice cushy plush body and since assortment is the spiciness of lifetime, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and song is it."

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

"And what about our design 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 care to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the nifty little sports car that was Morgana and the plush luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an hard-on as he sat there, still he thought he'd let a little fun with them.

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

"pa, 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 dad, you'd lose that variety we're offering."

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorused,"wellspring, maybe."

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

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would log Z's where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls work out the class of responsibleness for the interior of the theater, I'll take care of the exterior orbit and the pond, middling enough ?"

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

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

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

"No papa, null that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

"Now, one final thing, I want both of you to bed that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my back and the scourge 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, papa ?"

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

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

"Joanie, get and bear in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten knock on your drawers followed by ten whang on your panty and then an indeterminate number on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to share my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climb into bed. Joanie, claim off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a bra, her laborious chest required the support but today was an exception. As her jersey came off her enceinte nippled, grueling breasts came into position. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might necessitate to titty get laid his girl soon, maybe after she was meaning and they began to fill.

"seed bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and dribble your drawers 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 attention, 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 hip to fill his caresses. He went between her peg, stroking her genitals until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"elevation your pelvic girdle and let me get your pantie off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

shot, the explosive sound and searing sting of flesh on flesh.

"One."

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"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

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

With his unoccupied script he smoothed her hair and massaged her shoulder joint. As she started to wrestle on his lap he whispered,

"That's a beneficial little girl Princess, cum for Daddy,"as she had a small orgasm.

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

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

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

"Morgana, descend sales booth in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your boxershorts, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare material body to hit the trust outcome. withdraw your top off Morgana."

What a dividing line from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with little Brown University nipples.

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

first base ten rapid swats to her shorts.

standpoint up and take your shorts off Morgana.

White cotton plant, just what he'd told her to bestow in her nightlong case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one pervert bottom.

He gave her ten firm 1 on her panty, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her incision through her panties for several minutes before saying,"face lift your pelvic girdle for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, numeration 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 nerve. She was still red.

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

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

"Ok nearly of the night 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 guys whispering about ?"

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

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

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

MISTAKE

It was like a school girl slumber party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude organic structure but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric endeavor at poetry that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and table salt or a chocolate malted, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob thought process of himself as a connoisseur of fine cunt ( as if there is any early kind ). As an exercise Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Timothy Leary was citrous fruit and salinity. No question, this duet had become a bit more than ally, he'd need to keep that in mind.

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

"Mon anticipate your doctor up by the cabin, get a passport for someone down here. I want you to get an date for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's bulge out a mob, OK Princess ?"

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

"Good Princess, I wanted oodles of tike, your female parent did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your bosom full, your belly swollen and your ass broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the threatening deduction when her Daddy said,"Of path, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're meaning but we still have at least Sun, 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 book binding then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact ball with her tit forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the small of her backbone so that she elevated her sex Hammond organ like a tabby cat cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll satisfy your womb with child just like this."

He gave her a pretty jolty ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this power place. verity be known, she kinda liked it when he was a petty rough with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a line up for Lord's Day, and on Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

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

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

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

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

He fondled her tiny chest until her tit stiffened then he lowered the arse of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his deary variety, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to taunt your clitoris with your fingers while I play with your boob and bonk your cunning little tooshie ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you have in mind day, Morg ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a bang-up deal of Truth in that utterance, now give me a picayune action mechanism, I'm make to cum."

The girls were up by eight the future dayspring but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was light, inhuman food grain, toast and yield juice accompanied by umber. Morgana was in boxers and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and carpet slipper, evidentially deciding there was no demand to get dressed just to strip down for her enema. Although the day was sunny and pollyannaish, the temper in the kitchen was somber.

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

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

"Jo, I've never given an enema to anybody but myself in my life and I always use those piffling 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 lubricant. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe nozzle in the water and credit crunch then passing. The bulb will fill up with weewee. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't release it, though or the soiled piddle will satisfy the incandescent lamp. root for it out and reprise the process. I usually get five bulbs fully three times before I'm empty."

"Do you need to get started sister,"Mo asked as she took Jo's bridge player and led her to the bedroom.

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

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

"Take your carpet slipper 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 scanty ; Mo rolled those down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting niggling uneasy spirt, not the gushing current of a full vesica, they discussed strategy, Jo would hark back to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd prevent her panty on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

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

"Come on Mo, use a handbill apparent motion with adequate atmospheric pressure to work the urine all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh messiah that cramp iron hurt. study me to the potty."

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

"Please Mo, I'm going to induce an fortuity here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a bathtub for Jo.

"Let's use some sweet smelling Bath oil then after, I'll give you a niggling massage with consistence application, brush your hair and apply some spark constitution. What do you want to wear thin ?"

"I thought white slippers, flannel thigh high stockings, white lacy fancy pantie and a white satin robe. Does that satisfy 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 depressant suppositories. You think ?"

"I think you don't need anything up your bootie right now. Maybe a glass of white wine-coloured ?"

She was sipping her 2d chalk when her Daddy came in.

He saw that she'd dressed and made herself up. He took her handwriting and helped her to place upright saying,"God Joanie, you truly are my trivial Princess, you're beautiful,"as he kissed her.

"Why don't you finish your wine-colored while I grab a warm rain shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the door, he patted her on the bottom of the inning as he passed,"Did you take good care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it easy on your slight filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's hand to go 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 toilet but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you recall how terrorise of anal sex before I took you the for the first time metre and then afterward you told me that the prevision was far bad than the reality. We both know what's going to come about a little later. I think it's the Lapp as it was back then ; the anticipation will be risky 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 hurt me, aren't you ?"

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

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

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, various orgasm, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying manoeuvre. Instead of answering her final interrogative, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her panties back in billet,"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 cupboard. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the panties were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her scanty down she was surprised when he asked,"Do you desire to hold on 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 nifty, not the godforsaken bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

Kisses, sweet shared hint, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, easy tummy, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the gustatory perception, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a glossa dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His lips suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her organic structure, her variety meat clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

She hears herself,"No more, dad, Oh God, I can't take anymore, you've drained me, aiaiai, delight, no more."

He slides up her body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the ravisher. His strokes are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just daytime it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forgotten the video camera recording her every minute of arc, leave what awaits. Right now she's the happiest girl in the world as she dreams of the female parent she will soon be.

A smile paints her face as her consistency quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her pa is sitting beside her.

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

assuredness, glossy, finger's breadth probing her, and more lubricant, her dada's vox, just loosen up Princess as his other paw strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll help you get into stead Princess. We'll starting signal slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes to palpate the fullness then I'll outset to pump you."

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could have answered, yes, he would lay down 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 articulatio genus, great, now tip forward and put your chest on the mattress, turn up your weapon and take a breather your head on your subdivision, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulders, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the low of her back so that her pelvic arch and genitals were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

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

"push button Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscle sinew, 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 dick. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her gut, so full, she'd feel 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 rate, in that rhythm for about ten minutes.

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

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

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his invertebrate foot under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her dorsum to arch, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her cheeks adding another in that he could dawn her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one immense sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her case turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her impudence, the lipstick was smeared, her arrange hair a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a rowdy hollo as beat after heartbeat of his burning cum filled her prone soundbox. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new champion anus was gaping surface, cum was draining out over the sassing of her pussycat. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the water closet and opened the door.

"Do you require to take care of her Morg ? Get her a dyad of cotton panties to try to assure the sight while I get a few of her suppositories, a mates of the Tylenol for pain and two of her sedatives to help oneself her sleep."

Morgana got a strong wash cloth and the pantie. She wiped her expression and cleaned her bum before helping her into the cotton plant brief. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the daughter alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to hurt both of his fille, it was a tragic mistake. 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 violation on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a rough ride. He decided not to talk about this with the females, Joanie would sense completely responsible for and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could receive 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 exclusively scanty. Morgana was holding Joanie to her breast as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was later even before they finally came out of the sleeping accommodation, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was crouch, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky branch. Morgana was helping to support her.

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

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

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a fiddling relief. She wants us all to catch some Z's together."

"That's all right with me."

"I don't know how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure 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 shew to me,"her dada told her.

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

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a belittled pensive smile, in a egregious understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the wine and made an early on evening of it.

"Daddy, can I sleep in the heart. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to take me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to sleep. Rob's peter was back in Joanie's bottom and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's midget breasts.

She was still a piddling shaky the next break of day but she made the song to the gynecologist and got a testimonial. She called, yes, they were taking new affected role but the adjacent available appointment was six weeks hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for for certain but potential. Just find the bowed stringed instrument and slowly and gently commit until the little plastic gimmick pappa free.

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the string section and pulled it out. There was a little detection of rakehell but zip more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a pair of productive females, yes ?"

"wellspring, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be past tense my"Use By"date."

Unfortunately, that was how it worked out. They told Rob what they'd done, so over the adjacent workweek sex was frequent but nearly always vaginal in the missionary position.

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herbs to increase his cum and spermatozoan product and after sex he would remain in them as long as possible to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second point and began to support from swollen breasts, morning sickness and deadening they ran two home gestation tryout. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her kickoff designation with her new OB/GYN.

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

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

Joanie was into her one-seventh month. She was displaying a nice baby hump, even beginning to find a minuscule drive. Her titty were filling and leaking a little colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute little summertime maternity smock and strappy tweed sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of clean wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little glass of vino, what could it hurt.

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

Walking over to her and taking her hand he said,"Cy Young lady, come with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

heterosexual person to the spanking chair.

Bending her over his lap he said,"You know better."

He had to spread his peg to accommodate prominence, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

Ten fast and business firm on the seat of her cute picayune duster then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity pantie and then they were down around her knees.

"enumeration for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a penetrating crack.

"One."

"Two, three, four five and six followed."

7 months meaning she couldn't wriggle much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go stand in the street corner while you hold your dress up. No, leave the panties where they are."

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, hail here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a foresighted time. The rent 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 head trip. Morgana, you can have your pantie back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the subway of KY Jelly. Morg's wet piffling nates had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual spot but Rob directed her to the chairwoman directly across the table from him.

Once she was in topographic point he bent Morgana over the table.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the strait as his zip fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the keister of her step-in, then the pall of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The angle was different, he felt bigger, like he was getting deeper.

She moaned as he slid in. She was total, so very, very full.

"My pecker's all the way in you Morg. Do you like it ?"

"I feel like I have to potty Robbie only more so, God you feel bigger."

"You've got a nice tight little bottom. I like to make out 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 table and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

"fountainhead, I don't think Bump would admit to the table, do you ? But we'll come up with something exceptional for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about thirty proceedings. Her petty ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her pantie back into place.

Damn, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal retentive cream 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 alcoholic consumption until after the pitch. Do I have that assurance ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

"good. I want you to have sex how lots I love you both,"he said as he moved around the board kissing first one and then the other.

"We love you, too dad but you said that you had something limited 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 one-third person was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you girls plot to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly games when Daddy was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly conduce to some female child on girl action mechanism. They smiled at each early and suffice,"Yes."

Both of the girls were a little antsy through the remainder 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 incline forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"Perfect, now pull your knees up a little and disseminate your leg, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may have the prettiest pussy in the world."

"I'm glad you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knees between Morgana's legs.

"leaning forward and slip your arms under her pegleg and grasp her hips."

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

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

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his script on the backbone of her fountainhead pressing softly downward he said,"citrus and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"pushing Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some direction this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her articulatio humeri he could see her tongue flicking the little button. Both of them making sounds of joy ; intoxicating, heady, the aroma of both women melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could live the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry bottom, fulfill me up with your cum ; jazz me, have sex me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush posterior. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the scepter of her climax, he could feel contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was quick to erupt.

triplet voices, raised, expressing spectacular pleasance, they ended in a jumbled stack of legs, arms, sass, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That thoroughgoing little pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"straddle my face Jo, let me savour you."

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

Rob lifted Morg's pegleg and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming orgasm before he gushed into her nice tight cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each face 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 mitt on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many times 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 deny a o.k. woman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these geezerhood, her glossa was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite flavor of ice lolly, and then she want down, up and down, he could experience that he was at the rachis of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a real trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her sassing. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

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

They lay together quietly for a while 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 than ? Your cute little fag is calling my name."

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

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

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

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her bottom of the inning and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's delivery went off without a hitch. They now had a cunning squalling bundle of baby girlfriend in the mansion. Morgana was an huge help ‘ though in true statement she was like a doting gran to the baby and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The true statement of the relationship was driven household when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two calendar month old. Mo had to go out on an engagement so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of youth, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the house. The child seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child seat uncommitted. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's seat and trucked on down to the neighborhood wash room store, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the private road just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Coca Cola,"wish one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you exact Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the quoin, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless thing I can imagine. There is no reason on God's common globe that getting a coke a Cola is Charles Frederick Worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, commit it a intermission, ok ?"

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

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

It was the final examination drinking straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chairman and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in movement 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 pantie down to her knees and whaled on her back side 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 shank down. She was sniveling with deplume stained eyes and a uppish nose. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

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

"Mo spanked me."

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

Morgana had just entered the way.

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

"I did something to piss 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 Cokes would really piss her off. Want to differentiate me the rest of the storey ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car bum is in her car."

"Am I beginning to empathize what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car seat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the social movement seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a voiced drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the passenger seat of the car and swarm to the convenience store ? Do I have that right ?"

"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 merry chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few clock time so that her butt was her highest gunpoint and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and imagine about what you've done. Come out into the living room when you're set up to be Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got spyglass of vino and, instead of the livelihood 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 hands are minuscule and I can't hit too hard."

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

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