Friday evening, the first week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a protagonist for dinner party and a beverage or two and had gotten domicile around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a splashing of piss while I enjoyed the tranquillity. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but sec in her social class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was majestic. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen age 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 married woman, suffered a black mind aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the lonesome caretaker of a new suffer infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have help. My mother came to quell with me for three priceless month. She took tutelage of Joanie's precaution and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and alteration baby and get accustomed to functioning on just a few steal hours of sleep. Mom would possess liked to ride out longer but my father's wellness had taken a spell for the pip and she was desperately needed at home base ; when she left I hired a nanny.

well, nanny might he understating her duties and time value to me. Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary was and still is a very significant individual in Joanie's and my life. number 1 she helped with child care then her responsibility evolved. My business is brokerage, I buy, sell and recover token for others and Mo function as my office managing director now. She's just a match of years older than I, a little on the slender position ( translate skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears shabu that are unflattering and eschews make-up ; in other Holy Writ she makes no travail to get herself appealing but, none the less, after that outset night and after she'd been with me for several years and after a few cocktails I had the distinguishable delight to remind myself that she was a wildcat between the sheets and blessed with the tightest pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense disfavour for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the Night during the week and always on the weekends for our exceptional Saturday nights.

After we ended our human relationship, my sex aliveness went to hell in a mitt basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fulfill the void. She liked to tease me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me find her rapidly developing breasts against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied freighter as she'd sprint into the can for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming holiday. I own a little vacation bungalow in the mickle situated on the loveliest tarn this slope of Scotland. Two calendar week, 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 shoot, a lowly powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely geographic expedition of the TV channel and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that exquisitely Creator's Mark when the jangle of my telephone set intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with supporter planning to go to a balefire for a"start of Summer"company, roast some hotdog, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a yoke of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my best supporter since grade school, I'd been his best man and he'd been mine. He and his married woman Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his telephone call was still a surprisal ; I knew his employment schedule and he was on duty.

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

"goose egg good, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come pick her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville road in 30 minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

After we'd spoke off my judgement went into a offer. What the inferno was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a paragon. In fact she made suicidal determination ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At XIII, the summer between midway schoolhouse and high school I'd caught her and her lady friend imbibing my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pool home. Then death year, at the source of her junior class there was the episode involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's St. Mark ; what would it be now ?

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

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could take been a hellava lot spoiled. Luckily I was on the scene and the denseness of the other attending officer was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the device driver is a known dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a tail light out and the patrol police officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four hoi polloi in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his chief squeeze Jamitious Curry were up nominal head but Joanie was in the book binding with a guy named LaTarian Dino Paul Crocetti and he's a bad doer, too. According to the arresting officer there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him wield the lookup of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take tending of Dean Martin and Joanie. He found about a k worth of crevice in Curry's handbag. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did research Joanie's purse, she had two rocks wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their shit in the girls'purses but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, 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 good girl but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two hebdomad every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this time ; will tomorrow morning, maybe have a little detox session and let her expend nearly of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ campaign she won't be able to sit."

"My Guy, that might wreak. And assure her Uncle Harry will put her in handlock and leg branding iron if she does it again,"with a grin.

The thrust dwelling was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the periodic snarful and groan from the drunk in the backseat it was in quiet. At home I helped her stumble to her bedroom, undressed her down to pantie and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a osculation. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nix she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the vesture I'd indigence at the passel cabin then fixed up a humble clench with items I would or might need. From eighteen geezerhood experience there were certain affair that Joanie might expect. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a small missy, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to ply a eternal rest aid and helper with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled testicle, bacon, hashish browns, unanimous wheat toast, orange succus and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like dying warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of bacon around her plate and took several mouthfuls of the eggs before running to the lav. 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 set and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

Big as disk, her eyes,"What pop ?"

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

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

The cabin had a sleeping room and john on the dry land trading floor and a sleeping loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the pigeon loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a Bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with Allium cepa and common pepper then sautéed two perch fish filet while Spinacia oleracea 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 Coca Cola, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a Maker's gull but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry month for this household.

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

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no dubiety scales in at a one shot 130. She has rather full breasts, a poofie tummy and a bottom made up of twin fleshy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those dope dealer she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the attic. As a joke I'd bought her pajama for her 17th birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one opus, had footies and a drop place ; they were key red. I admired her rather broad rear as she descended, I could see a panty credit line. She'd put as much material as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; fresh girl, but no hope.

dinner party was a rather quiet thing. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combining of apologies and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those people"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, fustian, blah, blah."

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

"No wine-coloured, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"Daddy, 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 consider that would help oneself you ?"

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

I took her to the bathroom and retrieved the drug testing kit I'd purchased. She looked questioningly at me as I unfastened the bottom 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 embarrassing, don't watch me."

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

"Oh papa, yes, I smoked some cannabis, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my spokesperson was harsh.

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

The test showed the presence of the marijuana but, give thanks God, zero else registered.

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

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

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

"Please Daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

XX, I counted, ten on each impertinence, on her pyjama, those pyjama that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flutter. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flaps. panty were manifest

Ten, ten, ten on each cheek, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to get away, I held her tighter, my left arm gripping her soft middle ; I stopped.

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

"standstill up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her knocker were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single patch. First her swollen white meat 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 back her panties on because I thought it was more chagrin to her to ingest me take them off, part of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the floor at her feet as I began.

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

pass, crack, crack, the resounding medicine of physical body get together shape. After about 30 whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, awful sound of the oak backed light touch falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nozzle leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so distressing, 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 nose.

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

I knew she'd be a kettle of fish for a while. It tied her in knots when she did something that upset me so often that I punished her.

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

"Daddy, can I kip here tonight, I don't want to have to climb up to the garret ?"

I thought for a second then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to avail you relax ?"

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

I got one of the downer suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handwork. Joanie's tush was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shades of red, violet, purple with just a speck of down, 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 power finger. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

I was dressed in my nightclothes, baggy gym boxers and a tee shirt. I crawled under the weather sheet with her.

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

After a few minutes and in a wonky phonation she asked,"Daddy can you aid me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a sister ?"

How can she remember, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her 5th birthday, over 13 years ago.

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

When she was an babe I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my fingerbreadth along her Venus cleft, her slit back then it was nothing Sir Thomas More than a pink valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen twelvemonth old self.

"Please papa,"she begged as she took my hand and pulled it toward her ; the back of my helping hand brushed the silky hair covering her mons veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't attempt to stop her nor did I force away. My middle finger's breadth found her groove. I'd used my forefinger fingerbreadth when she was unseasoned but my middle finger's breadth 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 slit. Her outer labia were puff up, her internal labia protruded beyond the outer, her button was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministration then snuggled against me. Soft assuage snores, the depressant 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 natural process, she wanted it, it didn't scathe anyone, blah, bombast, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboo against incest had a hardheaded reason before the handiness of birth control ; but no longer.

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

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

I took my hand back, her hocus-pocus on my digit. I brought it to my lips ; peaches and emollient ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

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

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

I brushed my dentition and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a plate on Roger Bacon, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for lowest night pop, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"mite me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses hindquarters was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the former gloss of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely shout bottom.

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

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

"Do you believe you merit another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my gone wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a lilliputian pudgy and gentle with strawberry blonde hair, full chest and a plump bum ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. White as clot cream, how I'd loved to lead a pink hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the perfect backside, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Way, way over my head. Almost as soon as we left the company they fired up a couple of joint then the guy in the vertebral column keister with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na own himself some fresh young white kitty-cat. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this puss, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the young lady he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch over, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black cock tear up that bitch's Caucasian ass.'He was trying to draw my knickers off when we got root for over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch. pop, I'm still a Virgo the Virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed worse, more degrading that another lady friend was going to get her gripe watching it happen, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a Virgo forever or anything like that but I want to prefer when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

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

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

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

Half way up she turned her caput, our eyes met and she gave me a picayune smiling,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

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

As we walked I let her leave the conversation. It had been a hideous experience for her but, once she was rescued by the constabulary and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogative sentence and arrest her veneration had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her vestal pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent appraisal of her dilemma, as live nighttime had proven.

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

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, young masses make stupid mistakes but that's a big part of learning, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flight of stairs of duck's egg coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a little latterly for their north migration, it was too soon June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a patch of forage. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her pass on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid member out the leg of my short pants then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a fleshly dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should birth stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were stunning. I stroked her fuzz. She looked up with her pretty green oculus and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

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

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

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her punishment because of this. If so, she was incorrectly, in fact her evident past engagement with fellatio made me inquire just how much Joanie had gotten into.

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

"Oh dada, are you going to realise me pee in a cup again ?"

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

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

She was seated waiting with her trunks and panty around her mortise joint. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her vesture I tested her pee. Still registering marijuana but not as gamy as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the hips, I unzipped her short circuit and let them light to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na spank every day that you continue to show positive for marihuana. 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 panties then bared her tush and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and English asking if she'd like to lie down for a lilliputian while..

"Will you hold me pa ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to suffer, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and tee shirt but was naked from the waistline down, which I tried my proficient 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 cum you broke up with Morgana and don't date anymore ?"

I had to mean how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other thing were more significant to me."

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

"fountainhead, you did have your moments."

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

"Joanie, you'll always be my girl, you're my short Princess."

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

"Nosey small thing, aren't we ?"

"wellspring, don't you ?"

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

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

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most Night and moan and groans on Saturday, the night he parted her miserly little bottom. God, that was the outdo, 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,"pappa, 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 still as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a fiddling hug.

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your weapons system. 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 glad it didn't happen. I felt you today and you're so big, I know you would have hurt me."

Rob thought, he wasn't all that immense, not porn star size. He was a small over 7 ½ in and a bit chubby.

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

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

"Probably a small,"he replied."Do you want to regain out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"pinch me Daddy, please touch me."

Her titty were milklike 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 nipple then the early Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own handwriting. His handwriting cupped her plump tush as he kissed over her lenient tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his spit flicked at her clit she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to meet him she wailed in exotic joy. Her juices flowed as her pa drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

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

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her cutter maidenhead tear, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

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

As he continued Joanie began to relax and accept the intrusion of her Cy Young trunk. Her peg wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to run across his strokes. phone emanated from deep in her pharynx as she cooed.

"shag me Daddy, roll in the hay your Little Princess, oh God yes, have a go at it me estimable, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and debauched Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six days of pent-up semen into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian thermionic vacuum tube, searching for a rich egg.

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

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

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

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

"Squat over me,"he instructed as he guided his member 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 to the full breasts, her poofie little breadbasket, her cherry-red Au sleek pelt and, virtually of all her alluring brass smiling at him.

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

"Do you require to be ?"

"More than anything dada, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few more grocery store and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several program B anovulant and some scented lubricant. The anovulatory drug for immediate use, of course but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my woman more was in store as far as her sexual breeding was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my daughter from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed nativity ascendancy methods. The plan B lozenge were a stay gap touchstone, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an grownup doc, she'd only ever seen her pediatrician ; once home I phoned her and got a good word for an OB/GYN in our country. I had Joanie phone to establish her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the following day. The Dr. let her know that she would be doing a utter physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd deficiency to bath before we left and that she should wear clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude sculpture during the exam. most would be workaday, checking her marrow beat, ears, nose, throat and eyes then it would become more incursive with a vaginal examination, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might lodge her digit up my ass, ungh."

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

Joanie was as nervous as a longsighted dock cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the Dr.'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, scent, throat, etc. then a breast examination before the pelvic.

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

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

As the doctor withdrew her fingerbreadth and shed her glove she gave Joanie a smiling.

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

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

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

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

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

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

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

The function was over, Joanie had a reexamination appointee for two weeks hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually participating she might get some cramping. If so, just take an over the parry botheration backup man ; Tylenol, Nuprin 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's breadth up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and cervix from the hind side, ick."

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

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

We'd left former for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her break of day act. 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 dynamic she should be off the hook for the ground that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the can 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 muscle spasm like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Phenaphen,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

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

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

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

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

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my adult female, she wants to have my babies and live as my wife. She was XVIII and I was forty-one, we could have several children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college Department of Education, she was so impertinent but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass by my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's penetration and my turncock was one hellava lot bigger than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling expert Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

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

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner party and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to coiffure, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a duad of Light skidder she was nude under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her breasts and emit,"dad's dessert,"as I took one then the early between my lips.

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

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a second base and third gear. As I brought her off for the Forth River metre she was pleading for me to bar, wailing in a afflictive pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

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

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a forte fifth part climax. I hadn't cum.

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her relaxation and recover for a few hour then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

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

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the double-dyed cunt, damn this feels so honest. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe gruelling, more rapidly.

"You're in far dada, God you're stretching me. It hurts a lilliputian but it's a prissy 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 cunt being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive groan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the nookie of her life then with a hollering he blasted pulse after pulsation of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her beaten-up consistence, caressing her position and rear, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God pappa, I thought you were going to do it me to demise, you felt so big in me. My pitiable lilliputian 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,"Close,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you have in mind, ‘ Close,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a 1 finger along her gap he saw the realization and fear flashing in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"formulation mostly, she'd pretend herself clean and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

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

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

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

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

They dropped the subject and over the next two hebdomad null more was said. Their sex life was patronise and active, exploring various positions. Joanie had begun to delight being taken from behind. She liked the feel of the supererogatory in 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 loose. He spent a lot of sentence on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her wet ring.

The first time 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 add her to climax that way.

The first time he slid up on her backbone and ran his cock along her crevice, touching her she was so frightened she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to enter you. Slowly he ran his cock up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two weeks had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up date found no problem. Joanie was ok for a year unless something indecent happened.

On the way family from the doctor's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the qualification for a salad. That was going to be tonight's supper.

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

After their light supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a deadening tender missioner. He ignored her underside and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a unmarried stewed egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an ill feeling. She was wearing only her slider, a pair of panties and her robe.

The salad cobbler's last night, the poached egg for breakfast, she remembered how he had told her how Morgana prepared. He was getting her ready for anal retentive sex, she just knew the enema would be next.

"Daddy,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

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

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

She could see into the sleeping accommodation from the Bath. She heard water running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a to the full five Imperial gallon pail beside the bed. Her dire eyes tracked him as he got the red bulb enema syringe and a lubricator of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her manus 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 little while,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

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

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him propagate her cheeks and insert the syringe.

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

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

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

He could pick up the spattering of fecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his little girl's moans. When it was finally serenity and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A minute five bulb clyster followed by a third and finally a small three bulb intromission and she was running clear.

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

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to wait three time of day after your clyster,"glancing at his scout he added,"It's

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

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

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

"Oh dada,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as potential. I'm afraid you're going to turn quite familiar with faint meals and enemas, now, get some rest."

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

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

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

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

He talked to her.

"You've got mint of lube. Remember how the doctor had you push down when she put her finger in you ? I want you to do the same thing. When you feel me pressing 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 Lapp way, you'll lie on your tum and I'll lie on your backrest. That's the loose way for the female child and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hips and merchant ship then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her scissure various times then guided it to her opening.

"pushing Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his cock split her anatomical sphincter and he was in her.

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to loosen up. 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 cinch. That's why he wanted her several times this for the first time day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

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

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

It happened nearly every clock time with an untaught anal virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, 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 love you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the world like a youth girl's virginal anus and rectum. The unbelievably wet grip of her sphincter sinew squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to resist him. It would always be rattling but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each future time. That wasn't all bad, she would be learn how to flex those muscle to squeeze and masturbate him and he could playact a petty rougher.

"Tighten up, wedge me, serve me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. pulse after streaming pulse spewed into her, he thought he'd never stop 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 pick pie.

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

"I love you, you know. Am I your cleaning lady now ?"

He kissed her eyes and then her backtalk,"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 hurt but, in the true, the anticipation was risky than the reality."

"I'm gladiola you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the potty for a piffling while then put a pair 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 fountainhead on his chest and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're fantastic. Far and away the best I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"former miss ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small short behind, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump bottoms, 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. I'm your young lady now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just suppose about it."

They'd been resting for about an minute 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 pelvic girdle he said,"We're going to try a different locating this time."He rolled her onto her backbone with her pelvis on the pillow so that her backside was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your pretty face,"he told her as he added a minuscule lube, she was still pretty sleek from before.

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

"Ok Daddy."

"Push Princess."

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

"Feel the fullness again Princess ?"

A pained,"Unhuh,"rasped from deeply 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 take me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her breast and leaned forward to buss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of look, succulent of breast, with her soft white bay window and fortunate curls ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

"Daddddddddy, what form of a interrogative sentence is that. God, even in this position you can obstruct me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

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

It was moving toward late afternoon, Rob said,"Let's snatch a exhibitioner and get a bit to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with fries and cole coleslaw Joanie said,"That position was kinda neat, how we could take in each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your favorite position ?"

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

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her feel my force, all of my duration and girth, giving her a rough ride."

"God, you make it sound 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 diddle 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 time lag 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 panties off.

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

Her niggling ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was manifest as he fingered the lube into her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's live and athirst for some Thomas More Princess. Now give yourself some fingerbreadth and maybe we can get off together."

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a trivial and make out back. I want a some of my Princess sweet ; put on a little physical composition, lipstick and eye ocean 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 spinal column when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pink slit was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

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

She couldn't hold her concentration on observation, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her pussy against his lips until she came with a kick and gush of tasty, tangy peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

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

"What do I get to watch out next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the nous circuit card and reclined against it with his leg 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 script ?"

He fingered her not quite so blotto minuscule ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your digit up my little border hole."

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

Once he'd gotten the head in her she sat down with a fragile groan as he filled her.

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

He held her pelvis and let her rock-and-roll and pump on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly noises of pleasure over the appearance she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his deal around and let her ride 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 locating where you an lookout when I'm behind you."

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

"right wing,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the serious view.

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

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

"Push Princess."

She was still quite squiffy but it was getting gentle each time.

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

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

"spirit full Princess ?"

"Yes, so wide, so full."

"Does it sense good ?"

"It feels sorta like the 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 transfer my angle of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able to feel me."

Once her script was in place he scooted high on her back so his penetration was more toward her straw man ; he started to pump her.

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

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

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

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

He pounded her deep, severely and fast for several instant. He moans had turn to wails, her asshole to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

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

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

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

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his weapon system, instead she curled into the fetal attitude with her rear to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to induce a lowly penchant of what jumpy play is like."

"That was a pocket-sized taste ? I don't want a disc full, I don't think I could film it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a disheveled peck, her middle were swollen and bout stained trailing dim streaks over her fount where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me entertain you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

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

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

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

"That's pretty unholy, 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 part coach, 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 mortal else take it."

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Leary fucked so hard she can't manner of walking, ok ? I hate her and I want her to ache for a week."

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

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

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

They spent the Libra the Scales of their fourth dimension at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an clyster every two solar day, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that hypnotism. She liked the liaison, the impression of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential position except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw person else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be constituent of their own repertoire, period, full stop.

Their family relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their intimate soldering going. Joanie wanted to know as Rob's wife and have got his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more screw and get laid cooperator. He could run his patronage from a phone and figurer from their low cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront home. And, as often as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a really asset to her beginner business. Rob decided he'd give her a ascent and a 10 % share of the business to continue to run their metropolis office. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Henry Martyn Robert sunburn : The effective laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish proverb : Man architectural plan, God laughs.

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

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

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

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

"If you think that's expert, sure, we can. Want breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you know what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a word no man of affairs ever wants to acquire. It's synonymous with defalcation 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, certainly Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

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

"The constabulary are, of course an option or you could terminate her. Why not lecture to her first-class honours degree, find out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

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

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

He took out his cell phone and called the office.

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

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

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

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

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

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

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may check our plans, I hope not but I'm group meeting with Morgana this evening to talk over things. I'll be previous getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

She had a mystify flavour on her boldness,"My wish"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

Over the course 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 evidence her.

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a ecru pants suit, osseous tissue mid-heeled pumps, a white blouse with a niggling 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 salary increase ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"must have."

He offered up a nursing bottle of a OK Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was flighty and girlish in a way a forty-three year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a engagement until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with glasses. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did make her valedictory speaker and get her a full ride erudition to a delicately college but she had zero mixer skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I strike the Big Eight house or the strong-growing smaller firm that would fast chase after her to a partnership. She had a skipper in accounting and was moving up in the world ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Tim 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 tummy peal and her vesica about to burst as she waited for his reply.

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

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

"You're serious, right ?"

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

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

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

"Phil Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the mesa but a lowly business firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny-goat and if you could do some work with my company on the accounting side I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by opinion she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a pool. She wasn't a virgin, one terrible experience in eminent school day but never an coming, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a little smile on his fount, he took her hand and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your scent 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 goosy and she wasn't a foolish woman, at to the lowest degree she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and hash out 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 scent of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, involve off your panties and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe Washington apple but when they walked out her panties were his souvenir. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how lots she loved sex. The side by side day her skinny little body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in beloved. She started piece of work for him the next Mon cockcrow. Then he'd kicked her to the kerb, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine and asked,"concern for More Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to let the cat out of the bag, don't you ?"

"What do you think Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audited account ?"

"No, I didn't know."

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

She started to resolve, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eye teared.

He knew she was about to suffer control condition. He stood, took her hand, led her to the lavatory and dropped her lower clothing.

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

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

He took a pad of pot tissue paper, wiped her, helped her to stand 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 boss give you a raise,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan pant cause and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

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

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

"Ok, let's take on the cops off the table, you think I should discharge you then ?"

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

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The hold up thing in the human race he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, words she'd understand.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'll separate you what, you pay me whatever you can every hebdomad. I'll come over every Saturday to accumulate 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 Sat night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you hold to that ?"

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

"Is that going to convert tonight Morg ?"

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

With his will hand he picked up the piffling 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 person backed chair, nonpareil for the matter at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her crownwork off then untied the bow around her cervix. Slowly he unbuttoned the handcuff of her long sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulder and down. Morgana was s svelte adult female, her breasts were small and gamey, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

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

"dance step out of your horseshoe,"he ordered.

Beautiful bone ticker with a metier cad were shed, he unfastened the shank band of her pants and let them fall.

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

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the bathroom not to hanker before he saw that she might stymie herself. He led her back, lowered her scanty and seated her. It wasn't a menstruum, rather a pip-squeak, small fry, spurt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into seat and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your step-in for a while then I'll hire them down and generate you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the brush. Did you have your clyster ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering vox 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 continue the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a whirl, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the 2nd, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her minuscule butt, so small, so tight, his mitt covered both impertinence, she was in binge. Morgana O'Leary was a good girl, she'd never been spanked in her life ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the clip she'd absorbed the tenth part blow. Then, over her step-in she felt his fingerbreadth on her, she thrust back to come across his touch and came explosively.

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. bod on flesh the scissure was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streak of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her lowly body was easy to contain. With just his leave behind hand on the minuscule of her back he held her in billet until she'd ceased her engagement, he gave her four or five Thomas More firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his justly handwriting and his thumb 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 minuscule ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his work. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such painfulness, she felt like she was on the boundary of consciousness when she felt the quiver 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.

Hands gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her knees, hands parted her small nether buttock, force per unit area against her anus and row she hadn't heard in six years.

"push button Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fervor but, yes, she did like it, six geezerhood and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wreck her, he was going to screw her pretty operose but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still rich, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth control ?"

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

"I'm going to bed you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything to a greater extent. separate me what you've done side by side Sat, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Sabbatum until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then revel your afters diminutive ass."

"Will you spank me the Sami way you did tonight ?"

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

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

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

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

"Morg, you know it's going to take some time to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real proceeds although I do gestate it to be repaid. You could borrow the extra $ 1700 from your female parent, you know."

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

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six eld of abstention were evident as he slid forward. She was as tight as a youthful girl, blotto than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the course of the night, between periods of dozing, they copulated respective more times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the billet, I'll be there around noon."

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

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

"That's enough Princess, we discussed what might materialize before I left, I don't think we need to retrograde it now, ok."

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

"Settle down Joanie, those green eyes of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red undersurface. Now, let's sit down and have umber and I'll tell you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

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

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these ramifications,"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 petty stick and carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet 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 Daucus carota sativa ?"

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

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

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to tell her to skip them, that I want to give her a thoroughgoing wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my cupboard, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll subscribe her out, probably to tiffin, we'll be gone the required three hours. When we get back you'll get your indirect request ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her brain wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her flyspeck breasts and childlike hip across her papa's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a footling of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor char would be wrecked. Two divergent sentiment struck her. In cattiness of her bad blood toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, second base, she was going to have a video recorder with her so she could plastic film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, time dragged.

She missed her dad on the Sat dark he was away. She hated that he came home with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their home had an interest feature. The master copy bedroom's large walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the sleeping quartern and a 2d entryway from the toilet. She could overtake in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but well-heeled chair so that she had an unobstructed visual modality line to the bed. Her video camera was on a tri-pod and ready for activity. And now meter dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one matter in her joy that she'd be realizing her regard. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just calendar week, days away from her institution. clock time was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her pantie coming off, her cute wide bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful audio of boisterous sex. In Sojourner Truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

Inevitably that final Saturday was upon them. Rob let her have it off that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final exam installment.

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

expectancy and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten minute, she assumed they were handling their business transactions before she heard the pee running in the adjacent john. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little overnight caseful, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a high school missy on her number one date with the football star.

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

"afters Morgana, I want to yield you a trench cleaning. I'll give you a serial publication of clyster until the body of water runs straighten out. I want your rectum and colons completely vacate, I thought we could sustain a nice retentive school term this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was blench lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chair. Then an ivory shell came over her head. Her brassiere was also wan lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her tit were no more than a couplet of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"Step out of your place Morg,"he asked

They were off-white, matching her eggshell, low heeled heart. He unfastened the waist of her slacks and let them come, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other particular on the chair.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Call me if you need serve,"she heard Rob say, as the bathroom threshold shut.

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

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

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

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

"Just pack it light for a few minutes, then I'll hand you…"

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

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

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

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

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into spot and bent.

He jiggled her respective meter, raising her coxa, displaying her tail end. He laid his hand on her, one paw covered her completely, then, Crack.

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

Crack, crack, chap. It wasn't a particularly poisonous spanking but it was tauten enough to lend tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to scarper. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eyes 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 private parts, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could reach her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was pocket-sized, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a schoolgirlish pink. The lively ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her mitt was down the front end of her shorts and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would pick up.

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

After they'd left for lunch Joanie changed her panties and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some fashion it nearly took her breath away. She wondered, could she set her photographic camera up and movie her pappa with her ; and more importantly, would she require to watch ?

Show time, she heard his car on the driveway, the chink of the lock in the front threshold and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

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

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

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

Joanie watched as he again opus by piece removed her cute 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 sidesplitter of X as he brought her to multiple orgasm. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female cum erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no damned wonderment he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to con what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her button until she tried to squirm away, pleading, no more, no more.

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

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

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

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her tight piddling cheeks, as low gear one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her merchant ship ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her articulatio genus, her chest on the mattress, her fount turned toward the lens of Joanie's tv camera. She was tightly drawn up, her pelvic arch gamey in the air, her penetrate displayed and exposed.

Her pappa massaged Morgana's hips and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked Brobdingnagian, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the capitulum seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight fiddling opening, she heard the words,"thrust Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie ticker while, to a symphony of Morgana's moan, in after column inch slid into her., his pubic hairsbreadth was pressed against her underside, he was in.

As he always did with her, her papa paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the afflictive delight of a elongate and meet rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen moment. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knees behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his feet up along side Morgana so that he was in a diddlyshit. He rose up and transferred his weight to her articulatio coxae, changing his angle of incursion 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 escapism from the early woman.

He was plowing into her severe and degraded like a pile number one wood. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no service, he held her soundbox in its tucked position as he pushed down on the small of her backrest forcing her hips even higher.

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

With the next awesome jab into her torso, 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 find out. Still it continued, the fierce Assault on the small woman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling heart rate of spermatozoan and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to check her up, continued to bonk her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm washrag then, from her small overnight casing he got a fresh couple of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her brow with the cloth then her rear end before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton plant scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest way bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A totally lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. aid me, please,"she said as she handed him two Sir Thomas More of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and panties and lay down on the bed.

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

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

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

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a picayune spite 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 weapon system, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her cheek. She no longer hated,"That womanhood,"it was more like she was an friend. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the same condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an hour before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The first affair she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump teat in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could have stopped it, but I don't thinker, it felt nice."

Joanie got up, locked the bedchamber doorway and returned to the bed.

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

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

"Did you suck on her titty ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the trimmed trivial purulent imaginable ; like a little daughter's. So modest, neat and pink."

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

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

Morgana didn't solution but Joanie spread her leg,"Open me Morgana."

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

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

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry little tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out post her Daddy had never found, a gentler, diffused skin senses ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clitoris, her warm breath, probing her. Joanie could sense her culmination building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your first taste of girl cum Mo,"as her organic structure trembled in orgasm.

That conjuration lingua went to her flow like a kitten to warm Milk, licking until she began to slow down. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better restrain these step-in on until I can sit on the potty for a while, I've got a butt wax of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your defect, you had goose egg 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 sure enough I can walk yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my breadbasket for a day or two."

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, pa 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 ploughshare him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could share if you want."

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past tense several hebdomad he spent Sat with you, we could work out days and when you're having your period I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would work out, don't you agree ?"

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

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

"pa likes anal sex and he likes it a fiddling rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me open air. He said that was just a small predilection of what he liked, that he liked to go for a farsighted sentence that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

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

"Why don't we trade seat, I'd like a unaired look."

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

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

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

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

"Mo, I want Thomas Kyd, his kid. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could populate here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our sleeping accommodation then on our nighttime 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 available in two sizes."

"So when do we propose this to our seraglio master key ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

"Now just two more than affair to 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 early ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told Daddy 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 dad, probably tomorrow."

"Do you want me to look on Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The starting time item on Joanie's bucket lean tasted a piddling like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a refrain of Morgana's erotic strait she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a embrown Elmer Rice pilaf, mixed summertime squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"Daddy could we have a drinking glass of wine and go out by the pocket billiards, Mo and I would like to mouth to you."

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

Both the girls were queasy, squirming in their hot seat, trying to begin the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's showtime 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 much you, well how a lot you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different bodies that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to submit a barb at it Morg ?"

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

"My beck and telephone call is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her mettle."We thought Mo could rent out her planetary house and relocation in with us.

"And what about our architectural plan Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get meaning, so I'll have the babe. 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 summercater car that was Morgana and the plush luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd have a picayune fun with them.

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

"daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

"But dada, you'd lose that mixed bag we're offering."

"That's right Robbie."

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

The choir,"Well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your dead body as currency, is that evenhandedly ?"

"Who ever said miss fight fair, pappa ?"

"Who would kip where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls do work out the division of responsibilities for the interior of the house, I'll take forethought of the exterior area and the pocket billiards, fair enough ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"What do you intend you're going to reward the fact that there will be no scheming, papa ?"

He got up, carried his deoxyephedrine 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 spank chair so that she would have a in force purview of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, come and stand in nominal head of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to obtain a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whacks on your step-in and then an indeterminate number on your bare nates. 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 mounting into bed. Joanie, film off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her overweight tit required the living but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her vauntingly nippled, heavy knocker came into vista. Rob took a second to admire them, thinking he might need to titty have a go at it his girl soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"ejaculate bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and drop your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more valuate, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied hind end.

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

"elevator your pelvic arch and let me get your panties off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

Crack, the explosive sound and searing flimflam of pulp on flesh.

"One."

shot

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in bust, two to a greater extent for dear measure.

"Fourteen."

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

With his untenanted paw he smoothed her whisker and massaged her berm. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

"That's a commodity girlfriend Princess, cum for pappa,"as she had a small orgasm.

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

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

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

"Morgana, ejaculate bandstand in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your short pants, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare flesh to hit the craved result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's level chest with little embrown nipples.

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

outset ten speedy swats to her shorts.

standstill up and have your shorts off Morgana.

White cotton wool, just what he'd told her to land in her all-night case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monumental onus in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a s spanking, this was one maltreated bottom.

He gave her ten business firm ones on her panty, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for several minute of arc before saying,"Lift your rosehip for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pinkish from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your lilliputian little tail end is scrumptious. Do you call back you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

"Ok about of the dark I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her kitty-cat, but I'll end with you."

"I know, you're saving her tail 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 wenches wanted him in the middle but he deferred, it was Mo on one position, Jo in the centre and Rob on the former 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 easy with each other's nude painting eubstance but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poesy that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and salinity or a chocolate malted, which does a girl uncovering sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of fine snatch ( as if there is any other kind ). As an deterrent example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloup while Joanie was corking, but Morgana O'Tim Leary was citrus and salt. No inquiry, this pair had become a bit more than than allies, he'd ask to keep on that in mind.

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

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

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

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

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

But Joanie sensed the ominous implications when her Daddy said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're fraught but we still have at least Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

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

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

He gave her a pretty rocky ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was plain he preferred this power position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was zero but a melody up for Sunday, and on William Ashley Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

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

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

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become champion, but now you and I need to shift position I promised Morg a short military action tonight."

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

He fondled her tiny breasts until her tit stiffened then he lowered the rump of her panty and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favourite kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your button with your finger's breadth while I play with your titties and know your cute minuscule hind end ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

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

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

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh young filly, I'm an get mare and it was still all I could exact. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've spring up fond of her."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a dandy deal of Truth in that utterance, now give me a little action, I'm cook to cum."

The girls were up by eight the future aurora but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the board, it was light, insensate cereal, pledge and fruit succus accompanied by umber. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to disrobe for her enema. Although the day was gay and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

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

After he'd left the young woman remained in the kitchen talking.

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucketful of lovesome water, the syringe and the lubricator. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe nozzle in the water and wring then release. The light bulb will fill with piss. Then you put the nose in me and squeeze. Don't button it, though or the dirty water will fill the bulb. Pull it out and repeat the cognitive process. I usually get five lightbulb full three times before I'm empty."

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

Morgana filled the pee bucket and got the syringe and lubricator. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"Take your slippers off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's vest off of her shoulders.

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her pantie ; Mo rolled those John L. H. Down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

"Mo, I'm so scared, I'm about to wet myself ripe now."

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous squirts, not the gushing menstruation of a fully bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would reelect to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd observe her panties on as long as possible…there was zero else they could do.

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

"seed on Mo, use a flyer motion with decent pressure to lick the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Deliverer that cramp trauma. subscribe me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some afters smelling bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with physical structure lotion, brush your tomentum and apply some low-cal make-up. What do you want to wear thin ?"

"I thought Edward Douglas White Jr. slippers, Patrick Victor Martindale White second joint high school stockings, white lacy take to panties and a white satin gown. Does that fill your blessing ?"

"I think you'll be drop beat 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 sedative suppositories. You think ?"

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

She was sipping her indorsement spyglass when her Daddy came in.

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

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

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

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

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

He took Joanie's hand to lead her to the sleeping room, she was trembling nearly uncontrollably. He pulled her to him and hugged her,"It'll be ok Princess."

"I've got to potty Daddy."

He led her to the bathroom but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you recall how panicked of anal sex before I took you the first time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the reality. We both know what's going to materialize a fiddling later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the prediction will be uncollectible than the reality."

"But Daddy, I saw what happened to Mo."

"And she was back and sexual dynamic by that evening, right ?"

"dada, you're going to hurt me, aren't you ?"

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

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

"I thought you might savour a bit of oral exam, various sexual climax, then some irksome, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another climax. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to pee-pee me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final inquiry, he took her hand, pulled her to her foot and fitted her panties back in place,"come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedroom Joanie was trusted she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the pantie were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her halcyon pelt was now nicely shaped and neat, not the tempestuous George Bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own gown, kicked off his slippers and, taking her into his subdivision folded them down to the mattress.

buss, sweet shared breathing time, tasting lingua, then breasts, gently caressed, nipple sucked and teased, soft stomach, neatly trimmed Mon Veneris then ambrosia. yellowish pink, the smell, the taste, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue 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 organs hold, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly succus erupt from her. Her pa gives her orgasm after sexual climax as he licks and swallows the ambrosia that flows from her.

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

He slides up her torso, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peaches. His strokes are dumb and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just day it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the water closet, draw a blank the TV television camera recording her every min, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the glad lady friend in the world as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A smile paints her side as her consistence quivers and she has a minor orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

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

assuredness, glossy, finger probing her, and more lubricant, her papa's vocalisation, just relax Princess as his former hired hand strokes her back, her hair, her buttock, then,

"I'll help you get into status Princess. We'll commencement slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few mo to feel the fullness then I'll start to pump you."

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

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

"Ok Princess, get up on your knee, groovy, now be given forward and put your chest on the mattress, pen up your arms and roost your head teacher on your coat of arms, perfect."

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

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

"thrust Princess."

In the water closet Morgana watched, Rob's coxa flexed, she heard Joanie moan as he pierced her sphincter muscles, the moan 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 peter. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her bowels, so full, she'd flavor so very full.

Slowly he began to stroke. Joanie provided the phone effects.

Un, un, un, un with each forward motion. He continued at that pace, in that rhythm for about ten minutes.

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

For at least ten proceedings he continued with this moderately knockout screw, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his understructure under him, positioning them along Joanie's flank he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her pelvic girdle, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her cover to arch, forcing her tail end higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her cheek adding another inch that he could penetrate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to catch. 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 huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the tv camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her cheek, the lip rouge was smeared, her coifed pilus a scraggly people. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a rowdy roaring as pulse after pulsation of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping unfold, cum was draining out over the lip of her snatch. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the room mournful whimpers and mewls.

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

"Do you desire to strike attention of her Morg ? Get her a span of cotton panty to try to control the stack while I get a few of her suppositories, a twain of the Anacin III for painfulness and two of her depressant to facilitate her sleep."

Morgana got a fond wash cloth and the scanty. She wiped her face and cleaned her buttocks before helping her into the cotton wool briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the miss alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the kitty. He'd never meant to hurt both of his young lady, it was a tragic misunderstanding. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so grating with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to hand Joanie such a pugnacious ride. He decided not to discourse this with the female, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could have got said no, so ultimately, the duty lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the bedroom. Both of them were clad in solitary panty. Morgana was holding Joanie to her breast as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was latterly evening before they finally came out of the chamber, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was deflect, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky legs. Morgana was helping to support her.

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

He brought them each a glassful of a crisp Pinot Chardonnay along with the relief of the bottle.

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

"That's all right with me."

"I don't know how to say this Robbie, I'm not even trusted 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 show to me,"her daddy told her.

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

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a pocket-size wistful smile, in a everlasting understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the vino and made an ahead of time evening of it.

"Daddy, can I catch some Z's in the eye. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to sustain me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to log Z's. Rob's rooster was back in Joanie's backside and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a niggling shaky the next sunrise but she made the birdcall to the gynaecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the adjacent uncommitted engagement was six hebdomad hence.

Disappointed, she went to the cyberspace. She learned that she could select out her own IUD, not recommended for indisputable but potential. Just ascertain the strings and slowly and gently pull until the small plastic device papa free.

She asked Mo to assist her.

Lying flavourless on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little spotting of rip but zilch more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a duet of rich females, yes ?"

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

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

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herbaceous plant to increase his semen and sperm output and after sex he would detain in them as long as possible to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second period and began to suffer from swollen breasts, sunup malady and stultification they ran two nursing home pregnancy tests. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her first appointment with her new OB/GYN.

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

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

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a nice baby hump, even beginning to experience a little cause. Her breasts 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 trivial summer maternity gaberdine and strappy white sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white wine-colored. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drinkable but one piffling glass of wine, what could it hurt.

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

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

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

heterosexual person to the spanking chair.

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

He had to spread his legs to accommodate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, 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 fasting and firm on the hind end of her cute little smock then he raised the doll and delivered ten more on her pregnancy panty and then they were down around her knees.

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

"One."

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

seven-spot months pregnant she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, come here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a hanker clip. The crying didn't flow rate until she'd absorbed xvii thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, rip your panty up, I don't want you to trip. Morgana, you can take in your step-in back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him bag the subway system of KY jelly. Morg's tight little bottom had given him an hard-on and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her common place but Rob directed her to the chair directly across the table from him.

Once she was in place he bent Morgana over the table.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the strait as his zip came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat of her scanty, then the tingle of the lubricating substance being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

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

"My peter'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 skillful tight little bottom. I like to fuck it Morg ; do you like me to jazz you Morg ?"

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

"Well, I don't think Bump would select to the tabular array, do you ? But we'll come up with something special for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about thirty minutes. Her piddling ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

"You were both bad girlfriend but you've had your spankings. I just want sureness that there will be no more soaker consumption until after the legal transfer. Do I have that assurance ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to get it on how practically I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing initiative one and then the other.

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

"You know we've all slept together quite a few fourth dimension and that we've had sex when the one-third person was in the bed but we've never had a avowedly three way. Are you miss secret plan to try ?"

They looked at each early. They'd played their girly games when daddy was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly lead to some girlfriend on fille action at law. They smiled at each other and do,"Yes."

Both of the daughter were a little antsy through the sleep of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you cerebrate you can get on your knees and incline forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, take on your pantie 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 piddling and fan out your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

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

"I'm gladiola 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.

"inclination forward and mistake your arms under her legs and grasp her hips."

In this positioning Joanie's face was only inches from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to move into you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be approximate with you but I am going to fuck you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

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

Then she heard,"push Princess."

He took it soft with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her articulatio coxae elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her fount buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the trivial clitoris. Both of them making phone of joy ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances 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, fill me up with your cum ; know me, make out me, fuck meeee."

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

Three interpreter, raised, expressing spectacular pleasure, they ended in a jumbled sight of stage, subdivision, lip, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect little snatch sounded pleasant-tasting to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

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

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

Rob lifted Morg's legs 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 slope of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant body had left her just smiling quietly.

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

"You know Robbie, as many 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 fine cleaning lady her sustenance."

It was a goody he cursed himself for missing all these years, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could sense that he was at the back of her throat.

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

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

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

Remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one to a greater extent ? Your precious piffling butt is calling my name."

They traded stead, Morg in the eye facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earlier episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my breasts while he fucks you, delight Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to log Z's, Rob filling her tooshie and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's saving went off without a preventative. They now had a cute squalling packet of child girl in the house. Morgana was an vast help ‘ though in Sojourner Truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a sleepless mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven home when the sister, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an assignment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of younker, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the house. The child rear was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no small fry keister available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the look rider's prat and trucked on down to the locality gismo store, got a 12 ring and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway 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 Coke,"lack one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an account. Did you subscribe 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 unthinking thing I can suppose. There is no ground on God's green earth that getting a Coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, yield it a breach, ok ?"

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

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

It was the final examination straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the brisk hot seat and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front man 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 panty down to her articulatio genus 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 waist down. She was sniveling with tear stained eyes and a snotty 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 elbow room.

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

"I did something to realize her mad."

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

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really make water her off. Want to tell me the quietus of the news report ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car rear end is in her car."

"Am I beginning to translate what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car behind, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the nominal head seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a flabby drink that you took our daughter and put her excited on the passenger seat of the car and swarm to the gizmo fund ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupe that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the paddle chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to amount over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few prison term so that her bottom was her in high spirits point and delivered fifty business firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to digest in the turning point and cerebrate about what you've done. Come out into the life room when you're make to be more than responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine-coloured and, instead of the living room they went out by the pool.

"You really spanked her and with the hairbrush even."

"I really spanked her, yes and I used the hairbrush because my hands are small and I can't hit too hard."

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

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