Abby ( 1 )

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

With a last expression at the ferry I turned away from the loading dock and followed dada back to the car. I had just seen my hubby of six months get on a ferrying to France where he would pop his new job as a bio mechanic. Whatever that was.

mike and I had known each other since early school but it had only ever been a fooling thing. When mummy died last year I just seemed to mislay it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very straight-laced in their raising or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any agnatic or maternal impression from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and dad. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of exemption just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pub and drinking, not too much but enough to blind my legal opinion to one of the students who took reward sufficiency to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to take in that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came microphone. Soft, gentle, and as tight-laced as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt condom with him. Anyway we got married six month ago. pa bought us a star sign as a wedding present and then microphone was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the household for a few workweek and it had taken that long to get it decorated and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a calendar month. That was why I had asked pa to appease for a few days. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small daddy made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so dominating, so controlling but at least he would be company for a short-change while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

"I thought we might stop in Ithiel Town for a bite to eat before heading home as it's nearly ten o'clock."

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

"I think that guy over there phantasy you."dada said suddenly.

I was shocked but nerve impulse turned my gaze in the direction daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a young guy in his mid twenties. By his jean and leather jacket he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went shiny red and turned away sharply.

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

"More tomfool you then"Daddy said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The discipline of the young man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what daddy had said and, if I'm honest, I did consume the episodic look to see if he was still looking in my direction. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. pappa and I talked casually about aught in picky as we ate our intellectual nourishment and then continued on our way home.

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

"Ok sweetie."daddy said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightdress, which buttoned all the way up to my neck opening and came well below my articulatio genus, then donned my dressing gown. As I put the kettle on daddy went up for his cascade. Coming back down ten minutes later in his pyjamas, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

I raised my eyes to calculate at him,"You will express joy at me."

"Don't be silly."dada smiled,"What's the matter ?"

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

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

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

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

I got into bed and a moment later pappa came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my dorsum to him taking comfort in the auditory sensation of his respiration. As I started to slow down my mind drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if dada was right. Not that it mattered of track because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to sleep my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the cervix, and then my shoulder ? His bridge player wandering over my breasts sending thrill all over my torso. His hot kiss continued down, lower and let down trough he was gently kissing between my legs. My vagina hungry for to a greater extent I spread my legs for him as his tongue flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my body was like an galvanic shock every time his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the cushion got stronger I started to curve my articulatio coxae towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot shoes. All the while his paw were playing with my nipple, now engorged and hard to the touch sensation. I put my hand on his head and ran my fingers through his hair.

The feeling in my stomach was like nix I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to buss my navel, my nipples and then my sass I responded. I could feel his erection knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a acute breath as it all felt so real. As he slid his broad length inside me I let out that breath and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The touch sensation in my breadbasket was growing, getting stronger and stronger until I knew it was just going to bust right through my physical structure. That awesome maven rose from the pit of my tum and as it reached my pharynx my eyes flew open.

In tote up confusion I stared straight at dada who continued to thrust into me, smiling as he did so. The orgasm didn't block one trivial bit and as it exploded from my body I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his cervix and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for greater insight. My back arched in that long desperate cry of shocking pleasure. As daddy poke faster and harder so did I. Daddy let out a guttural hissing sound as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his daddy cum spout into his little fille. I knew it was awry but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my climax from doubling in intensity at the notion of that liquid shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to sleep. Thinking of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden breeze."Come on sleepy head it's ten o'clock."Daddy said.

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a ambition. Realising that I was naked crowd that approximation right out of my head. I grabbed for the bedclothes to cover my body.

"Bit late for that."Daddy said, as he put a tray with tea and pledge onto my lap.

I was totally lost for Bible. Not only was my Father of the Church admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt sick. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thought. Still trying to cover myself I sipped at the tea, but the persuasion of eating just made my stomach churn. pa sat down in the armchair that we kept following to the huge sliding door that led to a balcony where you could face out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."daddy said,"That's a severe one really. You were very uneasy as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose higher and higher I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your handwriting went between your legs. That was it really I just replaced your men with mine and waited for you to awaken up. nonentity was more surprised than me when you did give your eyes and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and consider me I don't think you would have let me stop even if I wanted to."

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

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

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

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

"I knew when I woke this good morning that I would have no regrets. I thoroughly enjoyed you last night and, unless you say no, or tell me to stop, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your clothes ?"

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

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

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

"take me home."I said when I reappeared sometime later. Daddy smiled and we made our way home.

"I take it your angry."He said after we had been travelling for a while.

"Angry !"I said,"I have never been so embarrassed in all my life history. How could you ?"

"You had so very much pilus down there it got into my teeth last night. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could feature warned me. Do you bear any idea how I felt when she told me to unclothe off. I've never heard of a bloody Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the time we got home. I put the shopping dish on the settee and put the coffee on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."ejaculate here."He said

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

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by the hair. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every char's job to be uncommitted to her man. It is every daughter's job to make her begetter happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without head. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. take up your apparel off."

With shaking men I stripped. Naked I tried to cover my torso."Keep your arms at your face and reserve your head up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his bridge player down my rachis over my rear end to my hips. Then over my tummy and up to my tit. Every inch of my body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that pip between my legs. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to contend the feeling of arousal. By the clock time his hand reached that triangle I was shaking, and to my aggregate embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved round to the front and sat down. Running his hand over the liquid skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the satiate lips I let out a groan of pleasure."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for pleasure, both to give and receive. You have a dainty tight prat and your bosom are magnanimous and business firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the rules. While I am here you will never wear panty or a bra, and will only wear the clothes we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old clothes again when mike is at home. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his finger over my swollen pussy, now he slid a finger in.

The feel of that penetration almost made my pegleg cave in way. I opened my branch slightly."Yes daddy."

"goodness. I suggest you keep your new clothes in the small way and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger inside me. His thumb was working on my clitoris as he thrust his fingerbreadth inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising climax. It was as though death Night had broken the dam and sensations ran through my physical structure like flowing water. He knew how close I was. I couldn't enshroud it as moan escaped my sassing and my body swayed. Then, just as I was on the very boundary, he stopped. I almost cried.

"Now it's your turn."he said.

Shocked out of my delirium I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the number one moment his erection was seeable I couldn't take my optic off it. I was by no means an expert on the size of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot bigger than Mike's. He sat back down."Kneel here."He said pointing at the storey between his branch. My eyes still transfixed on his hard-on I did as instructed. He had very little tomentum around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my bridge player and placed it on his throbbing prick. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to intromit that I felt quite proud that I had made my dada grinning with delight. What came next was not so easy. He pulled my head forward.

"out-of-doors your mouth."He said gently

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

I did as he said and he pushed further till he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was sure I was going to suffocate but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my head word down ever further. He did this several meter until finally his erection was deep in my throat and my intrude rubbed against his abdomen. Once I was all the way in he pulled my headspring up and down on his erection. As I got into a rhythm he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"commodity girl."

It did get easier but my throat would be sore for ages after. I sensed a variety after a while. The gustatory modality of his juice was unlike and he started to thrust up at me. Then, with a groan he pulled my mind up and looked into my eyes. His putz was just inside my mouth as he shot his seed into it. My center showed impact. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my pharynx. The taste of semen was strange. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have much choice but to swallow most of it but some ran out of my mouth and onto my chin. I felt his body completely relax. I lay my head on his leg, his cock still in my mouthpiece till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the head teacher."Well done my young woman. Well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few minutes daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my legs over one arm while my head rested on the other. He pulled my pegleg up and with a wicked smile buried his look between my leg. The onslaught of his spit on my clitoris brought me straight back to the edge of sexual climax. My paw went to his principal and urged him on to bang-up efforts. My coming flew up from between my leg and out of my mouthpiece in a long wailing cry of ecstasy. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

Daddy pulled my leg up and made me give them up with my hands. I was almost dead set double. I could see his cock, erect, punishing and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my twat brim. I knew, now was the fourth dimension to prefer. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a moment. I looked him in the face, my breathing erratic from the continued sexual climax,"piece of tail me daddy. lay down me yours."I whispered.

A strange flavor of victory crossed his aspect as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me unvoiced. My orgasm flew back to life and I was once again lost in it. I felt something light touch my rectum. The juice from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that sour hole it went in easily. I was, never the less, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another finger joined and wormed its way around in rophy. The whole combine feelings drove me almost to insanity. Right till the moment pop pulled his cock out of my pussy and brushed it at the hole of my arse. My optic flew out-of-doors. So wide it hurt. papa waited for a mo and when I didn't say anything his throbbing cock slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The pain was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my pussy was still going through. Slowly dad pushed more and to a greater extent of that hard member into my stern until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his piffling girls bum hole while he fingered her clitoris through climax. Then my bum started to shudder in speech rhythm to his penetration and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the unsufferable happened. I orgasmed from my putz filled rectum. immix with my still throbbing orgasmic cunt I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as daddy filled my bum hole with his second consignment I blacked out.

I awoke some time later lying on the settee covered with a blanket. I sat up and looked around. I couldn't see daddy anywhere. Wrapping the blanket around me I staggered to the kitchen and poured coffee from the constantly hot pot. I tried sitting at the breakfast bar but the stool was too hard against my saw rectum so I stood at the patio door and sipped at my steaming cup, thinking about what had occurred.

I can't say I felt felicitous, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better tidings. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual atonement if nothing else. I now knew for sealed that my orgasm last night was without doubt my first and that Mike would never be able to gratify me sexually in the way daddy had. For a beginning his cock was a lot smaller than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was wrongfulness. I also knew that I would not be able to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The sound made me start."How hanker was I asleep ?"

"Only a couple of hours. Go and have a bath it will comfort some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

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

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

"Put something on from your new material and I will care for you to dinner for being a honest fiddling girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a slenderize whiteness low cut top and a very short black-market flared skirt with overt toed heels. As I looked in the full length mirror I had a motley of strange look. The woman reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my typeface and even my legs but everything in between was someone else. mortal who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that thought but was also excited inside because I knew it would make daddy happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."daddy said, smiling."face lifting the doll up."

I did as he asked showing him that I was naked underneath. It was plain to anybody that cared to look that I didn't wear a bra."Good."he said."Perfect. Now let's go and display you to the world."

That brought about more mixed feelings. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a lilliputian shame that I was on show for all to see.

Over the future few Clarence Day that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. Daddy used me in every way potential as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamina. He taught me how to walk and draw the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in town or along the prom so he could watch out me from a distance. I have to let in I was turning head teacher and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more semen than I could ever dream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my legs spread wide open fingering myself to an orgasm while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my facial expression or over my titmouse. My nomenclature had deteriorated to daddy's stage as well. But as I waved goodbye to him, his come dribbling down my legs, any confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The house was empty, quieten. All that intimate tensity had gone. I felt some relief but about of all I just felt alone.

The juice running down my leg brought me back to life. I went for a shower and put on a button down dress. This was the one exception daddy had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three buttons up. I chose the three clit and he made me cut the rest off. Now the clothes were low enough to show off my breasts and split enough up the front to almost show off everything else, but for working around the home they were dear than my new apparel and a clean compromise daddy had said.

The respite of the day I just wandered around the sign aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that pappa had gone, I decided to let Rosco log Z's upstairs with me. I decided that he had been neglected since papa came so would lead him for a paseo in the morning.

When I woke in the morning I decided to lave away as lots of the last few daytime as possible by washing the bedding material. While the washing machine did its work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the atmospheric condition was skillful took the bedding material out the side door to hang it on the line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his slope door puffing on a cigarette as usual. With his right handwriting in his pocket. I had seen him several times before but only now did I realise what his good bridge player was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hand running along his erection and the farsighted I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to make a conjunctive effort to urinate my legs move. I walked to the clothes business knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the picture of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my backbreaking not to wait at his hired man and failing miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to look at him. I closed the door and put my backrest to it as I steadied my ventilation. Thankfully the shabu was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful upshot I don't know but I could feel my pussy getting wet. He was in all way a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in boxers and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me throb all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing pussy. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my oculus, and allowed my digit to run down my body, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my legs. I pictured daddy acting with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my navel, and on down to my clit. I spread my ramification wider to give him adept memory access. I moaned with pleasure as his glossa did its work. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could sense my orgasm rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My eyes flew open to regain Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the juices flowing from my throbbing hole. I have to admit I hesitated. So tight to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too debase. I spun round and dropped to my stifle putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next instant I felt a thump on my vertebral column as Rosco's face mitt pushed me forward. His rear peg now between my legs I could palpate him pushing forward. Then I felt a prodding at my slit and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disapproval at my gesture and the following thing I knew his put up cock was inside my throb hollow."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to support up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his pecker was brushing hard against my clitoris. His cock just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my consistency. My orgasm again started to turn out. I thanked god when I felt him come, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his initiative ejaculation was only pre come, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something gravid than his hard-on pushing at my bitch hole. I could feel the huge size of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got handsome and bigger. That knot was now crushing my button driving me finally over the edge into a huge orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my smoke went further and further away until I was completely lost in a sequence of rapid fervency orgasmic muscle spasm.

Finally Rosco fired his ejaculate into me, it poured from his self-conceited clump like water from a tap I could experience it hitting my insides bang bang bang money box finally he slowed down and came to a stop, his come running freely from my pussy and down my ramification. His cock was still inside me and each time he tried to draw in out of my sopping fix he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his quoin. I fell to the story, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for geezerhood curled up in a ball on the settee. My shoemaker's last thought before I fell into a ungratified sleep was"Oh pappa. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a starting and it took me a second or so to realise the earphone was ringing."Hello."I said, still half asleep.

"How's my little girl ?"

"Hi daddy."I said."I'm fine."

"What are you wearing ? And don't lie to me."

I couldn't have lied to him even if I had wanted to. Thankfully I didn't need to."Just a dress."I was still half departed and the flavor of liquid running down my peg was intense as was the stickiness I felt from my waist to my toes.

"goodness girl. Now when is Mike due home base ?"

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

"Well let me sleep with the escort and I will come down a day or so before."

"Ok pappa I will let you know."

"Ok well I will call you before then so conduct care infant girl."

Once again I felt the tidy sum sticking to my pegleg and dress so decided to study a bath, and maybe try and sort my drumhead out.

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my strained muscles and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few days I just got more confused.

I should have said no to my father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may get been apprehensive, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may happen and that is why she was so strict. That then of trend brought my nous to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to thrash and sleep together a human being. But thinking of how that long tongue had made me feel was a play on in itself. I was getting wet at the idea of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different affair completely. Or was it. While my head said it was foul and incorrectly. I couldn't deny the powerful orgasm he had given me. And I also had to intromit that in realism Rosco using me as his bitch was not much different to my founding father using me as his sporting lady. Just more and more confusing.

I spent the residual of day just pottering around. Everything just going through my mind all the clip didn't service at all. As I went to bed Rosco tried to follow. I told him to ride out but then I hesitated. A motion picture scene through my mind of Rosco licking my kitty while I slept."No."I said, and closed him downstairs. It wasn't till I got to my bedroom that I realised that the bed clothing was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some clean bedding so just lay on the bed and fell into a restless troublesome sleep.

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

I dived out of bed and grabbed my snowy garb from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the clitoris. As I ran outside several affair became obvious.

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

2 ) I was not wearing my Edward Douglas White Jr. dress. I was in fact in a net chiffon top. As long as a shirt but not long enough to hide anything. It only had one button at the navel.

3 ) As the top got wet it stuck to my body and became totally transparent. Mr Robertson could see everything.

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

Even though my fountainhead screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angrier at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crack of thunder woke me out of my shock and the heavens opened up. A flood of rainfall fell down on me. I took a step towards the wash and then back again, knowing it was too late. I glared at Mr Robertson, standing in his room access courteous and dry with his erection in his hand.

Anger has always been a problem for me. It makes me stubborn. I make reckless decisions. This prison term was no better. It was his fault my washing was soaked. It was his fault I was soaked. I stood in front man of him, no More than four metrical unit away as he stroked that fat cock of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my legs slightly and put my paw on my pelvic girdle, which of course caused the hem of the top to open and put my pussy on total exhibit. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the least bit derange. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the washing room."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The topple dryer was directly opposite the door which was still capable. I spread my legs wide and bent over to open the dryer doorway. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no hassle ramming two fingers up my mess. The precipitousness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should have been a sidesplitter surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his fingers into me rapidly, his brass knuckles brushing against my clit. He added another digit and with three fingers fucking me my eubstance was reacting rapidly. His free script came under me and grabbed my tit, moving to my nipple which he squeezed tightly. Again I moaned and when he pinched that mammilla as hard as he could I knew I was lost."Oh God."I moaned.

I was trembling. I wanted to scream"Get off me. You repulsive little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat cock brushing my wet throbbing maw. He waited. I said nothing, in fact I wanted to labour back onto him but I wouldn't give him that gratification. He rammed that hard fat pecker into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in painfulness but in groundless New York minute coming. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, vicious and hard.

His work force came round now and he grabbed both my nipples and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric seismic disturbance joined with all those former feelings pouring out of my screaming pussy. My stage turned to jelly, ineffective to underpin myself. Every time he rammed into me he lifted me off the story and then I came down and then back up again. My puss was spread as wide as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag wench unable to control my consistence in any way.

He made no sound. Not even when he finally shot his spunk into me. Spurt after jet of it till it ran down my legs. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless orgasm I slid down the tumble dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in front of my face. He brushed it against my brim and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my face. Banging my head back against the drier, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my capitulum still and just let him face fuck me. He rammed that goliath in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seminal fluid it seemed never ending. With his cock deep in my throat it was insufferable to unsay it all and I choked. The cum had no other way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my twat mouth and horn in, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to stand up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the sofa where I once again collapsed on the floor. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his peter was in me. As rampant as Mr Oscar Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this planetary house. Getting his own back on me for cobbler's last dark. Igniting my climax once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so weakly. I just lay my chief on the floor and let him possess his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful orgasm. This prison term there was no trouble getting his grayback in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every ounce of my dog's seed into my beef puss maw. The live on thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist prick. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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