Abby ( 1 )

"Come on Abby,"pop said,"he will be back in a month."

With a last look at the ferrying I turned away from the docking facility and followed daddy back to the car. I had just seen my husband of six months get on a ferryboat to Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault where he would start his new job as a bio automobile mechanic. Whatever that was.

mike and I had known each former since too soon school day but it had only ever been a effortless thing. When mom died last year I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very straight-laced in their upbringing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any parental or maternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pubs and imbibition, not too very much but enough to blind my assessment to one of the educatee who took advantage enough to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to earn that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came mike. Soft, gentle, and as Victorian as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt good with him. Anyway we got married six calendar month ago. pa bought us a house as a marriage ceremony present and then Mike was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the house for a few weeks and it had taken that long to get it adorned and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked pa to stay for a few days. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small pa made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so dominate, so controlling but at least he would be company for a short while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

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

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

"I think that guy over there fancies you."Daddy said suddenly.

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

"Don't be silly daddy."I said embarrassed,"Anyway I am a conjoin woman and not interested."

"more than fool you then"pappa said sharply.

"Daddy…."

"board for two sir."The waiter said, interrupting me."This way please."

The subject area of the new man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what pa had said and, if I'm honest, I did have the occasional tone to see if he was still looking in my direction. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. pa and I talked casually about naught in particular as we ate our food and then continued on our way home.

It was one-half past 11 when we got back. We had left a lightness on so we could see our way in. Rosco our Alsatian jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a while I said,"I am going for a quickly shower daddy then I will make some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."dad said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my night-robe, which buttoned all the way up to my cervix and came well below my knees, then donned my dressing nightdress. As I put the kettle hole on daddy went up for his rain shower. Coming back down ten second later in his pyjamas, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

I raised my oculus to look at him,"You will laugh at me."

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

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

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

"Would you mind ? Just cashbox I fall asleep."

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

I got into bed and a moment later daddy came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my back to him taking quilt in the sound of his breathing. As I started to unbend my mind drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if daddy was right. Not that it mattered of line because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to sleep my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder joint ? His hand wandering over my breasts sending tingles all over my body. His hot kiss continued down, down and abject money box he was gently kissing between my leg. My vagina hungry for More I spread my legs for him as his tongue flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my body was like an electric shock every time his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shock got firm I started to arch my hips towards his knife which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot space. All the while his hands were playing with my nipples, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my hand on his nous and ran my digit through his hair.

The flavour in my abdomen was like nada I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to osculate my navel, my nipples and then my lip I responded. I could feel his erection knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a sharp breather as it all felt so real. As he slid his full duration inside me I let out that breath and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The feeling in my stomach was growing, getting unassailable and solid until I knew it was just going to burst right through my body. That awesome sentience rose from the pit of my belly and as it reached my throat my centre flew open.

In sum confusion I stared straight at pa who continued to hurl into me, smiling as he did so. The sexual climax didn't block off one piffling bit and as it exploded from my consistency I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his cervix and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for smashing penetration. My back arched in that hanker desperate cry of shocking pleasure. As papa poking faster and harder so did I. dad let out a croaky hissing sound as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his pop cum spout into his slight fille. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my orgasm from doubling in intensity at the impression of that liquid state shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to catch some Z's. thought of the guy at the pub.

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

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked pushed that theme right out of my head word. I grabbed for the bedding to breed my body.

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

I was totally lost for parole. Not only was my Padre admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt cat. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thinking. Still trying to address myself I sipped at the tea, but the intellection of eating just made my breadbasket churn. Daddy sat down in the armchair that we kept side by side to the immense sliding door that led to a balcony where you could face out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

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

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

dad stood up,"Get dressed. I think we need to talk."He said walking to the door,"You should be intimate though that I have no ruefulness. None whatsoever. And given the chance will do it again."And he was gone.

I would like to say I was shocked. But I wasn't. As I showered and dressed I couldn't assistance but think of that overpowering climax. That impression of tally joy. And I searched hard for any regrets and was, in a way, ashamed when I couldn't find any.

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

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

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

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

I had learnt at a very early age when daddy said do something you did it without interrogative. I grabbed my things and followed him out the threshold. We travelled for almost an hour in muteness and for the next two hours daddy took me from store to store buying apparel I would never dreaming of buying. Ignoring any protests from me. The last shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a Cy Young girl who took my hand and led me into a cubicle in the binding of the store.

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

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

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

"You had so a lot hair down there it got into my tooth last Night. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could have warned me. Do you have any idea how I felt when she told me to strip off. I've never heard of a flaming Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the sentence we got home. I put the shopping bags on the settee and put the burnt umber on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."Come here."He said

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

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by the tomentum. Pulling my font close to his he said,"It is every woman's job to be useable to her man. It is every daughter's job to puddle her beginner happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without question. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. Take your clothes off."

With shaking handwriting I stripped. Naked I tried to cover my eubstance."Keep your branch at your side and hold your headspring up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my back over my bottom to my hip joint. Then over my stomach and up to my tit. Every column inch of my body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that dapple between my legs. I shut my heart and did everything I could to fight the feeling of stimulation. By the meter his hand reached that triangle I was shaking, and to my total embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved turn to the front man and sat down. Running his bridge player over the unruffled skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger over the stuff sass I let out a moan of pleasance."Like it or not,"he said,"Your eubstance is made for pleasure, both to give and receive. You have a decent mingy hind end and your tits are large and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the pattern. While I am here you will never endure panty or a bra, and will only wear the dress we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old dress again when Mike is at domicile. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his fingerbreadth over my swollen pussy, now he slid a digit in.

The feelings of that penetration almost made my wooden leg establish way. I opened my legs slightly."Yes daddy."

"trade good. I suggest you keep your new clothes in the small room and use it as a walk of life in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger's breadth inside me. His thumb was working on my clitoris as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though last night had broken the dam and sensations ran through my body like flowing water. He knew how finale I was. I couldn't hide it as moan escaped my lips and my body swayed. Then, just as I was on the very edge, he stopped. I almost cried.

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

Shocked out of my delirium I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the first moment his erection was visible I couldn't take my oculus off it. I was by no means an expert on the sizing of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot bigger than Mike's. He sat back down."kneel here."He said pointing at the floor between his legs. My eye still transfixed on his erection I did as instructed. He had very little hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my bridge player and placed it on his throbbing shaft. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a spell enjoying it. I have to admit that I felt quite proud that I had made my papa smile with pleasure. What came next was not so easy. He pulled my head forward.

"Open your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that pa would be furious so slowly I took that cock into my sassing. Again papa instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my oral cavity till I almost choked."Breath around it. breath through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further till he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was sure I was going to suffocate but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my psyche down ever further. He did this several metre until finally his hard-on was abstruse in my throat and my olfactory organ rubbed against his belly. Once I was all the way in he pulled my head up and down on his erection. As I got into a rhythm method of birth control he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"Good girl."

It did get easier but my throat would be sore for long time after. I sensed a change after a spell. The taste of his juice was unlike and he started to force up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my head up and looked into my eyes. His cock was just inside my back talk as he shot his seed into it. My heart showed shock. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my throat. The appreciation of come was unusual. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have a good deal pick but to swallow most of it but some ran out of my mouth and onto my chin. I felt his dead body completely unbend. I lay my fountainhead on his leg, his cock still in my mouth till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the oral sex."Well done my girl. fountainhead done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was amiss. After a few proceedings daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my leg over one arm while my headway rested on the other. He pulled my pegleg up and with a repellent smiling buried his face between my ramification. The onslaught of his tongue on my clit brought me straight back to the edge of orgasm. My paw went to his headway and urged him on to corking efforts. My orgasm flew up from between my legs and out of my mouth in a long wailing cry of raptus. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

papa pulled my stage up and made me have them up with my script. I was almost deflect doubling. I could see his hammer, erect, backbreaking and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my pussy sassing. I knew, now was the metre to opt. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a present moment. I looked him in the face, my breathing erratic from the continued orgasm,"fuck me daddy. make believe me yours."I whispered.

A strange feel of victory crossed his grimace as he pushed that rod into his girl's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My orgasm flew back to biography and I was once again lost in it. I felt something brush my rectum. The juices from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that saturnine gob it went in easily. I was, never the less, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another digit joined and wormed its way around in rotary. The completely combined spirit drove me almost to insanity. rightfulness till the present moment pop pulled his cock out of my pussy and brushed it at the fix of my nates. My eyes flew open. So wide it hurt. dad waited for a second gear and when I didn't say anything his throbbing peter slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The nuisance was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my snatch was still going through. Slowly papa pushed Thomas More and more of that punishing penis into my arse until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little girls bum golf hole while he fingered her clit through climax. Then my bum started to shudder in regular recurrence to his penetration and flavour arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the impossible happened. I orgasmed from my cock filled rectum. mix with my still throbbing orgasmic slit I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as daddy filled my bum hole with his endorse loading I blacked out.

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

I can't say I felt happy, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better word. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if nothing else. I now knew for certain that my sexual climax live night was without doubt my first and that microphone would never be able to fill me sexually in the way daddy had. For a starting line his shaft was a lot smaller than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was incorrectly. I also knew that I would not be capable to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The phone made me parachuting."How yearn was I asleep ?"

"Only a couple of hours. Go and have a tub it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the threshold. No locked doorway when I am here ever."

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

"Put something on from your new stuff and I will treat you to dinner for being a well lilliputian girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a piece and then got dried and dressed in a tenuous white low cut top and a very short dark flared skirt with open toed dog. As I looked in the full length mirror I had a miscellany of unusual feelings. The woman reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my face and even my legs but everything in between was someone else. Someone who looked gorgeous but was person I would normally accept disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that intellection but was also excited inside because I knew it would make daddy happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."daddy said, smiling."Lift the skirt up."

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

That brought about more meld feelings. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a little shame that I was on display for all to see.

Over the following few Clarence Day that fear and disgrace would almost completely evaporate. pappa used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamina. He taught me how to walk and draw the attending of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in town or along the prom so he could determine me from a aloofness. I have to admit I was turning promontory and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more ejaculate than I could ever woolgather of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my ramification spread blanket open fingering myself to an orgasm while he wanked himself off. Shooting his cum into my face or over my knocker. My lyric had deteriorated to daddy's level as well. But as I waved goodbye to him, his come dribbling down my ramification, any confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The house was empty, quiet. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some relief but about of all I just felt alone.

The succus running down my leg brought me back to life. I went for a shower and put on a push button down dress. This was the one exception pa had made from my old press as long as I only did three push button up. I chose the three release and he made me cut the rest period off. Now the attire were low enough to show off my boob and split enough up the front to almost show off everything else, but for working around the house they were easily than my new clothes and a fair compromise daddy had said.

The relief of the day I just wandered around the firm aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that daddy had gone, I decided to let Rosco log Z's upstairs with me. I decided that he had been neglected since daddy came so would take him for a walk in the morning.

When I woke in the forenoon I decided to wash away as lots of the last few day as potential by washing the bed clothing. While the washing machine did its work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather was nice took the bedclothes out the side door to hang it on the line to dry.

As I opened the room access Mr Robertson was standing at his position door puffing on a fag as usual. With his compensate handwriting in his pocket. I had seen him several clock time before but only now did I realise what his mighty hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hand running along his erection and the long I stood the larger that erecting became. It was only seconds but I had to arrive at a conjunct cause to stool my branch move. I walked to the clothes bank line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the characterization of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my severely not to look at his deal and weakness miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to depend at him. I closed the door and put my back to it as I steadied my ventilation. Thankfully the glass was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful effect I don't know but I could feel my pussy getting wet. He was in all fashion a abhorrent man. Unkempt unshaved and always in trunks and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me thrill all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing pussy. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my eyes, and allowed my finger to run down my body, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my wooden leg. I pictured daddy playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my navel point, and on down to my clitoris. I spread my legs wider to give him serious access. I moaned with joy as his tongue did its work. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could palpate my coming rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My eyes flew open to recover Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the juices flowing from my throbbing fix. I have to accommodate I hesitated. So closelipped to orgasm I wanted to carry through the rising demand. But no. Not like this. This was just too reprobate. I spun round and dropped to my knees putting my book binding to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next import I felt a thump on my spinal column as Rosco's battlefront paws pushed me forward. His back peg now between my stage I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a prodding at my slit and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disapproval at my gesture and the next affair I knew his erect cock was inside my shudder muddle."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to stand up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clitoris. His cock just seemed to keep back growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his inerrable journey deeper into my dead body. My sexual climax again started to rise. I thanked god when I felt him come, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his low gear interjection was only pre seed, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something vainglorious than his erecting pushing at my bitch kettle of fish. I could feel the vast size of it of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my well pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got self-aggrandizing and bigger. That knot was now crushing my clitoris driving me finally over the boundary into a huge coming. He pumped faster and faster and my sensory faculty went further and further away until I was completely lost in a successiveness of rapid fervor orgasmic spasms.

Finally Rosco fired his seminal fluid into me, it poured from his swollen balls like weewee from a tap I could feel it hitting my inside bang blast thrill till finally he slowed down and came to a stop, his come in running freely from my pussy and down my pegleg. His shaft was still inside me and each meter he tried to root for out of my sopping hole he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his box. I fell to the base, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for ages curled up in a ball on the settee. My last thought before I fell into a unsatisfied sleep was"Oh papa. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a start and it took me a irregular or so to recognise the earpiece was ringing."Hello."I said, still half asleep.

"How's my little girl ?"

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

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

I couldn't have lied to him even if I had wanted to. Thankfully I didn't need to."Just a dress."I was still half at peace and the feeling of liquid running down my legs was acute as was the stickiness I felt from my waistline to my toes.

"Good girl. Now when is Mike due house ?"

"Err about three week time."I said a piddling confused."Why ?"

"wellspring let me know the appointment and I will come in down a day or so before."

"Ok dada I will let you know."

"Ok well I will call you before then so guide care baby girl."

Once again I felt the wad sticking to my legs and dress so decided to take a tub, and maybe try and sieve my head out.

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

I should cause said no to my father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been worried, shocked even. I had to let in that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may happen and that is why she was so exacting. That then of course brought my mind to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even potential for a dog to lick and fuck a human being. But thinking of how that retentive tongue had made me feel was a turn on in itself. I was getting wet at the thought of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different thing completely. Or was it. While my question said it was foul and wrong. I couldn't deny the muscular orgasm he had given me. And I also had to accommodate that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not much different to my Church Father using me as his whore. Just more and more than confusing.

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

I woke up with a outset. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a bowl of thunder."Shit."I said"My laundry is still out."

I dived out of bed and grabbed my white dress from the wardrobe and ran downstairs looking for the buttons. As I ran outside several things became obvious.

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

2 ) I was not wearing my white frock. I was in fact in a clear chiffon top. As long as a shirt but not long enough to hide anything. It only had one clit at the navel.

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

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

Even though my head screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angrier at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crack of skag woke me out of my daze and the Heaven opened up. A inundation of rain fell down on me. I took a step towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too later. I glared at Mr Robertson, standing in his doorway nice and dry with his erection in his hand.

ira has always been a trouble for me. It makes me stubborn. I make foolhardy conclusion. This meter was no honest. It was his error my washing was soaked. It was his fracture I was soaked. I stood in front of him, no more than four fundament away as he stroked that fat cock of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my legs slightly and put my men on my pelvic girdle, which of course caused the hem of the top to open and put my twat on full video display. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the least bit perturbed. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the washables room."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The tumble dryer was directly opposite the room access which was still open. I spread my leg wide and bent over to open the dryer threshold. My pussy was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no problem ramming two fingers up my hole. The suddenness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should sustain been a scream surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his finger into me rapidly, his knuckles brushing against my clit. He added another digit and with three fingers fucking me my body was reacting rapidly. His rid bridge player came under me and grabbed my tit, moving to my nipple which he squeezed tightly. Again I moaned and when he pinched that mamilla as hard as he could I knew I was lost."Oh God."I moaned.

I was trembling. I wanted to scream"Get off me. You repugnant little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his immense fat cock brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said nothing, in fact I wanted to push back onto him but I wouldn't give him that atonement. He rammed that voiceless fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in baseless instantaneous coming. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, brutal and hard.

His handwriting came round now and he grabbed both my pap and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric shock joined with all those former feelings pouring out of my screaming pussy. My legs turned to jelly, unable to stick out myself. Every time he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My snatch was spread as wide as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag dolly ineffective to control my body in any way.

He made no phone. Not even when he finally shot his spunk into me. jet after squirt of it till it ran down my pegleg. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless orgasm I slid down the tumble dryer to the flooring, facing him. That fat putz still throbbing in front of my face. He brushed it against my mouth and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my face. Banging my headspring back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my headspring still and just let him face fuck me. He rammed that monster in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seeded player it seemed never ending. With his pecker deep in my pharynx it was insufferable to swallow it all and I choked. The seed had no early way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my pussy back talk and nozzle, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to tolerate up. The chiffon top fell to the storey and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the sofa where I once again collapsed on the floor. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his cock was in me. As rampant as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this theatre. Getting his own back on me for last night. Igniting my coming once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so frail. I just lay my head on the floor and let him have his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so brawny orgasm. This clip there was no trouble getting his mile in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every ounce of my dog's seed into my bitch pussy gob. The last thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist shaft. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

More Abby soon