Friday evening, the first hebdomad of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home base around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a dab of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my XVIII year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her division and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took huge pride in her attainment. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen days ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My child daughter was nursing at her mother's breast, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal psyche aneurysm and I was left a widower and the sole caretaker of a new abide infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have service. My mother came to ride out with me for three invaluable months. She took bang of Joanie's tending and, along the way, taught me how to set formula, bathe and change child and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of sleep. Mom would accept liked to last out longer but my begetter's wellness had taken a turn for the worst and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her duties and value to me. Morgana O'Tim Leary was and still is a very crucial somebody in Joanie's and my life. First she helped with youngster tending then her tariff evolved. My stage business is brokerage, I buy, sell and find particular for others and Mo functions as my function handler now. She's just a pair of years older than I, a minuscule on the slender side ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears chalk that are uncomplimentary and shun make-up ; in other words she makes no effort to make believe herself appealing but, none the less, after that kickoff dark and after she'd been with me for several yr and after a few cocktails I had the decided pleasure to remind myself that she was a brute between the sheets and blessed with the stiff kitty-cat I'd ever had the delight to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the dark during the hebdomad and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex animation went to hell in a hand basket but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to tease me and coquette unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me palpate her rapidly developing white meat against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a squirm or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied bottom as she'd dash into the can for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming holiday. I own a footling vacation cottage in the mountains situated on the endearing tarn this incline of Scotland. Two calendar week, two absolutely wondrous weeks in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are woods for hike, exciting wildlife to see and shoot, a small motorboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for easygoing explorations of the distribution channel and creeks.

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

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

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

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

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

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

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

After we'd spoke off my mind went into a twirl. What the Hades was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a ideal. In fact she made self-destructive decisiveness ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summer between center school and senior high school schoolhouse I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the consortium house. Then last year, at the beginning of her Jnr year there was the installment involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's marker ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her slight tooshie over each of the above but now she was 18, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my keystone 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 stern then get a cup of coffee."

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

We took a booth in the rachis where I could see my car, after we got burnt umber and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could have got been a hellava lot worsened. Luckily I was on the scene and the density of the other attending policeman was directed toward the two guy. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the device driver is a known dealer, marijuana and gap cocaine. He had a poop light out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four the great unwashed in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his master squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the backrest with a guy named LaTarian martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting military officer there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him plow the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Mary Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand worth of crack in Curry's pocketbook. Joiner and martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did explore Joanie's handbag, she had two rock-and-roll 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 female child'purse 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 ( misdemeanor 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 consume 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 problems, he asked,

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a calendar month this prison term ; leave tomorrow dawning, maybe have a slight detox session and let her spend nigh of her detoxification on her bay window ‘ cause she won't be capable to sit."

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

The drive home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the drunk in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her stagger to her bedchamber, undressed her John L. H. Down to panty and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a osculation. In nastiness of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"null she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd penury at the spate cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with token I would or might need. From eighteen year experience there were certain matter that Joanie might take. If she didn't tone well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, acetaminophen that she still got like she did when she was a short girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to leave a kip aid and aid with withdrawal, the red medulla oblongata clyster syringe and, of course my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added nan's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled testis, Viscount St. Albans, hash Robert Brown, totally wheat toast, orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of bacon around her denture and took several taste of the eggs before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"daddy, I'm so sorr…"

I cut her off.

"Eat what you can then go pack, we're going up to the cabin as soon as you're set up and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and scanty, you'll need them."

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

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

The ride to the cabin was quiet. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. euphony was playing on the tuner, Classic Country, but low, not intrusive. We stopped in Town, got supplies for a calendar week then drove on, it was darkening by the meter we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the evening was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

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

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with Allium cepa and peppers then sautéed two perch fillet 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 loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a nose candy, God I wanted a Godhead's grade 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 girl it these stories is the most beautiful little girl in the world ( how the screw can they all be the most beautiful little girl in the world ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a turn 130. She has rather entire titty, a poofie potbelly and a bottom made up of twin sarcoid orb distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those dope trader she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a trick I'd bought her pajamas for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too frigidity in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a drib seat ; they were Cardinalis cardinalis red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a step-in pipeline. She'd put as practically cloth as possible over her very vulnerable rump ; overbold girl, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather hush affair. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apologia and excuse, how she'd not known about what"those people"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, bombast, blah."

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

"No wine-coloured, no cocktails ?"

"Not this time 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 xviii, an adult, you know. I could go to the police, couldn't I ?"

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

She hung her head 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 posterior of her jimmies.

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the niggling paper container.

"Daddy, please, this is so embarrassing, don't picket me."

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

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

"Joanie, pee,"my vox was harsh.

It wasn't as though she was exposing much 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 hemp but, thank God, cipher else registered.

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

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

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

"Please Daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

XX, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pyjama, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. pantie were apparent

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

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her Danton True Young trunk until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unchained but I ignored them as I lowered the single composition. showtime her swollen breasts then her puffy tummy, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her scanty on because I thought it was more humiliate to her to have me train them off, theatrical role of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her pelvic arch. They lay on the floor at her metrical unit as I began.

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

Crack, crack, crack, the resounding music of flesh meeting anatomy. After about thirty belt I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"daddy, I'm so no-good, 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 bobble her olfactory organ.

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

I knew she'd be a deal for a while. It tied her in knot when she did something that upset me so much that I punished her.

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

"dada, can I catch some Z's here tonight, I don't want to consume to wax up to the attic ?"

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

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

I got one of the depressant suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of gloss ; multiple shades of red, violet, purple with just a soupcon of blue, red cent, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

After a few minutes and in a shaky voice she asked,"Daddy can you avail me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a child ?"

How can she recall, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over thirteen years ago.

"I'm no-account Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an baby I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smiling if I traced my finger along her Urania crevice, her slit back then it was nothing More than a pink valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her XVIII year old self.

"Please dada,"she begged as she took my script and pulled it toward her ; the binding of my hand brushed the silken tomentum covering her mons veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't try to stop her nor did I attract away. My middle finger's breadth found her groove. I'd used my forefinger finger when she was Young but my middle fingerbreadth was longer, better able to skid along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a child with just a small immature puss. Her outer labia were conceited, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was outstanding and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my bid ministrations then snuggled against me. flabby gruntle snores, the sedative drug had taken upshot, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the pixilated and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophic, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical reason before the handiness of giving birth ascendence ; but no longer.

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

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

I took my hand back, her hanky panky on my fingerbreadth. I brought it to my backtalk ; peaches and pick ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grinning on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee percolating and Sir Francis Bacon frying. Joanie stuck her head into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a gown and, unless I was utterly mistaken, naught else.

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a plate on Sir Francis Bacon, testis and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for live nighttime Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"Touch me, finger how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and garden pink ; at least the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely maltreated 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 think you deserve another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my set out wife was a cute Irish whisky lass, short, a fiddling pudgy and soft with strawberry mark blonde hair, full titty and a plump hindquarters ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My thinker wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to leave a pink hand photographic print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this atomic number 82 in go,"Princess, you have the perfect posterior, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you call back you merit another ?"

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

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

"At the company, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the guys was twenty-one, he could buy More and I had a little money, I was going to throw him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

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

"Way, way over my pass. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a couple of joints then the guy in the hinder seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na throw himself some sweet Loretta Young Andrew Dickson White cunt. 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 pussycat, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me determine, ain't ya, I wanta see your big nigrify cock tear up that beef's white ass.'He was trying to tear my pants off when we got pulled over."

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

"dad, they were going to assault me ; both of them and that little girl was going to watch. dad, I'm still a Virgo. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed worse, more degrading that another girl was going to get her kicks 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 opt when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

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

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a manner of walking 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 pyjama and panties were in her hand as she climbed the ravel to the loft.

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

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

I showered and dressed in loose jibe boxers, tee shirt and a pair of sneakers ; I was waiting at the tail of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shortstop and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a dread experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and pick up her fear had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her pure puss but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent assessment of her dilemma, as hold out Nox had proven.

"God, I was so pudding head, so damned pillock ; dada, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're Thomas Young. Unfortunately, young people make stupid mistakes but that's a big constituent of scholarship, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woodwind instrument. We spotted a flight of ducks coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a short former for their due north migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a bandage of locoweed. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my short pants then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a sultry ambition, I awoke to my girl fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were sensory. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty green eyes and smiled then began inscrutable 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 lip 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 penalization because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her unmistakable past involvement with fellatio made me wonder just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a flaccid swat on her underside, saying,"ejaculate on, let's get back to the cabin. It's meter for your drug test."

"Oh Daddy, are you going to construct 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 bathroom and get quick while I got her cup and test strip.

She was seated waiting with her short circuit and panties around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her habiliment I tested her urine. Still registering marijuana but not as high as the day before. I led her to the sleeping accommodation and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the hips, I unzipped her shorts and let them hang to her feet.

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

I gave her ten moderately arduous whang on her panty then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and sides asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"volition you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to support, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and jersey but was naked from the waistline down, which I tried my best to ignore.

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

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

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

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

"Well, you did have your moments."

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

"Joanie, you'll always be my young lady, you're my piddling Princess."

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

"Nosey piddling thing, aren't we ?"

"well, don't you ?"

"How do you cognise anything about your old Dad's sex liveliness, anyhow ?"

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

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nights and moans and groan on Saturday, the night he parted her loaded little bottom. God, that was the dear, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

"wellspring, 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,"pa, I knew what you two were doing. The internet, you know."

"And ?"

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

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed succeeding to him, he gave her a fiddling hug.

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porn star size. He was a fiddling over 7 ½ inches and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the ideal fourth dimension to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been yr 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 breathing spell,"dada, will it hurt ?"She asked.

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

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

Her breasts were milky white capped with pocket-size pink nipples.

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

As his mouth trailed down sucking and licking one mammilla then the other Joanie her first sexual climax not brought by her own hand. His hand cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to run across him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her succus flowed as her dada 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 digit he opened her then guided his cock to her vestal portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting resistivity from her virginal membrane he told her,"This may hurt baby."

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

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

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

Rob was gladiolus he'd given Joanie a couple of sexual climax with his tongue, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to make relaxed and accept the invasion of her youth body. Her peg wrapped around his pelvis as she thrust back to meet his virgule. auditory sensation emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"nooky me daddy, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me good, fuck me good."

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

"papa, 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."

"trade good. I do want to have your sister but not yet. I want us to give birth 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 full phase of the moon breasts, her poofie little tummy, her ruby gold sleek pelt and, almost of all her alluring look smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything daddy, now and forever."

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

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

On the ride back we discussed birth dominance method acting. The architectural plan B birth control pill were a full stop gap measurement, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult doctor, she'd only ever seen her pediatrician ; once dwelling house I phoned her and got a passport for an OB/GYN in our sphere. I had Joanie telephone set to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was capable to get an date for the following day. The physician let her know that she would be doing a unadulterated physical before she could inclose an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd neediness to bath before we left and that she should wear clothing that was soft to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the exam. Most would be routine, checking her warmness beat, ears, nose, throat and middle then it would become more encroaching with a vaginal test, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might flummox her fingers up my butt joint, 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 flighty as a long tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairman as we drove to the physician's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

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

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

Two finger's breadth 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 digit in her vagina the second gear in her anus checking the emplacement of her uterus.

As the medico withdrew her finger's breadth and shed her boxing glove she gave Joanie a smile.

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

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

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

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

"Almost done love,"she said.

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

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

Completing the test the doctor handed her respective tissues, saying,"Maybe you'd like to abuse into the toilet and pick up while I get your new IUD."

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up assignment for two workweek hence and a caveat that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just convey an over the counter pain fireman ; Phenaphen, Advil or such and rest a bit.

On the drive rest 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 pa, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my womb and neck from the back side, ick."

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

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

We'd left too soon for Joanie's Doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her morning turn. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

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

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

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

"Do you want some acetaminophen,"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 own to sustain my finger's breadth in you ‘ til your heftiness 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 buttock and told her,"You have a cute bottom."

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

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

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to hold my babies and be as my wife. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could get various kid if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college teaching, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my devotee if she could lapse my final exam test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the MD's incursion and my peter 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 intimately Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we bet 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 dress, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of light slippers she was nude person under her robe.

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

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

She had a quiver, explosive climax then a irregular and tierce. As I brought her off for the Forth River time she was pleading for me to kibosh, wailing in a painful pleasure. She was too sensible to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

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

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

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

"That was fun dad,"she told me.

I let her rest and recover for a few transactions then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

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

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

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

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

She was already starting to breathe surd, more rapidly.

"You're in promote pappa, God you're stretching me. It hurts a footling but it's a nice hurt."

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

Her normal phone had changed. She was panting like a pocket-size squawk being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her bitch with the fucking of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her knock about body, caressing her position and bottom, kissing her teary eyes.

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

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

"I remember her moans. 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 entail, ‘ Close,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a ace finger along her crack he saw the actualisation and fright flare in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"Preparation mostly, she'd construct herself light and we'd use tidy sum of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a visible radiation meal the dark before then enemas respective hours before."

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

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

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

They dropped the subject and over the next two calendar week nothing more was said. Their sex life-time was patronize and active, exploring various spot. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from behind. She liked the tactile property of the special inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her heavily. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of fourth dimension on her delicate bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her nasty ring.

The first time he used his tongue on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to spring up but he held her down feather and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger to her clitoris he could bring her to culminate that way.

The first clip he slid up on her back and ran his peter along her fissure, touching her she was so frightened she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to infix you. Slowly he ran his tool up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No pa, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two hebdomad had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up date found no problems. Joanie was ok for a class unless something untoward happened.

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

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

After their sparkle supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. viva then cowgirl followed by a slow tender missionary. He ignored her prat and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a exclusive poach egg, one slash of toast, succus and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an baleful touch sensation. She was wearing only her slippers, a brace of scanty and her robe.

The salad death nighttime, the poached egg for breakfast, she remembered how he had told her how Morgana prepared. He was getting her ready for anal sex, she just knew the enema would be next.

"pa,"she rasped.

As he turned to look at her he saw her fright ; she knew. As he watched her vesica failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her skidder, panties and gown and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the sleeping accommodation from the bathtub. She heard piss running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her awful eye tracked him as he got the red electric light clyster syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hand saying,"ejaculate 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 come to her, the chill of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her cheeks and sneak in the syringe.

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

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

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

He could learn the stir of fecal thing, the sounds of escaping gas and his fiddling miss's groan. When it was finally still and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

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

He'd gotten a clean robe and scanty for her while she was in the toilet. Another ready bathing tub and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her clyster ordeal.

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to repose but in her exhausted United States Department of 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 lovely tongue on her. God how she adored receiving oral sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him foot up the lube from the pillow.

start one finger's breadth then two in her, pushing the lubricating substance deep into her and stretching her sphincters then more lube. He helped her to lie succeeding to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

"You've got plenty of lubricating substance. Remember how the doc had you push down when she put her finger in you ? I want you to do the same affair. When you feel me jam against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery phonation answered,"Yes Daddy."

"Remember how I was on your back rubbing against you ? We're going to do it the same way, you'll lie on your bay window and I'll lie on your back. That's the easiest way for the young lady and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hip joint and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her tornado various clock time then guided it to her opening.

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

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

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

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissue paper were tender and, as a Virgo the Virgin she was being stretched to oblige his cinch. That's why he wanted her several times this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

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

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

It happened nearly every time with an unschooled anal retentive Virgo, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to displace 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 putz filling your rectum. Just relax I'm going to roll in the hay you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the world like a unseasoned missy's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight bag of her sphincter muscles squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be tremendous but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each hereafter time. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to turn those brawn to squeeze and fuck off him and he could diddle a little rougher.

"Tighten up, constrict me, help 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 halt 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 retentive cream pie.

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

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

He kissed her middle and then her sass,"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 trueness, the prevision was unsound than the reality."

"I'm gladiolus you feel that way but now I think you might require to sit on the potty for a footling 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 patch and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her principal on his chest and asked,"You said I was the Charles Herbert Best, did you really imply it ?"

"Princess you're fantastic. Far and away the C. H. Best I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"former girl ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so svelte with her small piddling butt, I always felt I had to shoot it easy with her. I like plump fundament, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no More. I'm your girl now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't judgment watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just recall about it."

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

Joanie shimmied out of her panties and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her hips he said,"We're going to try a different post this time."He rolled her onto her back with her hips on the pillow so that her bottom of the inning was elevated.

"I want to be capable to see your pretty case,"he told her as he added a piffling lube, she was still pretty slipperiness from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her peg and asked her to pull them back toward her chest, 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.

"feeling the fullness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her titty and leaned forward to snog her.

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

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

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

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

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

After several strokes Joanie was rubbing herself in round 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 moans interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten minutes 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 potent orgasms she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her fingerbreadth flying until they were both drained.

"God that was acute Daddy."

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

"My inadequate bottom's sore but my minuscule pussy's sure happy."

It was moving toward late good afternoon, Rob said,"Let's snatch a shower bath and get a chomp to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and cole slaw Joanie said,"That perspective was kinda neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your best-loved locating ?"

"I like it for just those grounds but, no, my favorite is young lady under on her knee, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

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

"God, you make it auditory sensation like she's in a master, subservient position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not make for that. I like to playact hard, I'd detriment you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The wait wasn't long. He took her script and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her slippers, he helped her out of her gown and rolled her panty off.

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

Her little annulus was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was discernible as he fingered the lubricant into her.

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

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

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

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

He continued to hold her low-spirited stomach, then taking her hand and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

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

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a little and come back. I want a some of my Princess dessert ; 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, pappa'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 somewhat rap pussycat 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 script 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 bit before he sucked the ruby red tip of her clit between her lips.

She couldn't proceed her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his nous and pounded her kitty against his sassing until she came with a rush and gush of tasty, tangy stunner flavored fille juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"fountainhead, take the things off the dresser and tilt the mirror a small, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to view next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head board and reclined against it with his legs extended.

"Ok, now sit on my lap facing the mirror. Can you see ?"

"All of me but not much of you."

"I'm going to lubricate you, can you see my hand ?"

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

"Could you see ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her ride his finger's breadth to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't headache, I will. Let's see how we can get into stead where you an watch when I'm behind you."

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

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

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

After gliding along her go several meter he centered on her.

"Push Princess."

She was still quite tight but it was getting well-situated each time.

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

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

"feeling full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it find good ?"

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

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

Once her hired hand was in place he scooted higher on her spinal column so his penetration was more toward her figurehead ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you pop, I can feel you."

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

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

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

He pounded her deep, hard and fast for several transactions. He moans had go to lament, her whoreson to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

"power play me, facilitate me cum and it will be over,"he instructed.

She tightened down as intimately she could, it was hard with the hard driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the passion as he roared and his come flooded her bowel.

better, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as oceanic abyss. He stayed in her until his glob were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to number into his blazonry, instead she curled into the fetal position with her dorsum to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to accept a small-scale appreciation of what raspy looseness is like."

"That was a small taste ? I don't want a platter wide-cut, I don't think I could exact it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a disheveled mess, her middle were swollen and tear stained trailing black streaks over her face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

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

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

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

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

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my business office manager, an significant 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 individual else take it."

"God missy, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Leary fucked so tough she can't walk, ok ? I hate her and I want her to languish 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 stay pissed at you Daddy."

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoon position. He'd taken her from behind, his manpower fondling her bosom as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the one-fifth clip that day and was still in her as they drifted into an play out sleep.

They spent the balance of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an clyster every two days, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that hypnotism. She liked the intimacy, the impression of fall she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible military 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 part of their own repertoire, period of time, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their familiar bonding going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and give his tike and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved spouse. He could run his stage business from a sound and electronic computer from their modest cabin until he could interchange it with a lakefront house. And, as a lot as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a ascent and a 10 % contribution of the byplay to continue to run their city place. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Robert Burns : The best laid strategy o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish proverb : Man plans, 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 problem. It's not something I want to get into over the headphone but I'd like to assemble with you face to face at your earliest convenience, when are you planning to give ?"

"I'll be back tomorrow evening late then I'm confluence with Morgana in the first light, how about tiffin ?"

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

"If you think that's best, surely, we can. Want breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you have intercourse what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

"Sol, what the hell 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, surely Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

"Rob, I understand, I know how a good deal you rely on her."

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

"The police are, of track an alternative or you could terminate her. Why not lecture to her maiden, 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 thought, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plan. Finally, he came to a stopping point. Maybe he could salvage Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd sports meeting with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his cell headphone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's hail up ; I won't be able to arrive at it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a nursing bottle of wine and arrest by your post 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 minuscule, 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 vocalization as she said,"I'll be ready for anything."

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

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

"Daddy, you're going to make sex with"That Woman,"aren't you ?"

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

She had a perplexed smell on her face,"My wish"…then the twinkle went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"Cool your green and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"dada, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, pearl mid-heeled heart, a ashen blouse with a little Robert Brown medal 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 foreman give you a climb ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"mustiness have."

He offered up a bottle of a finely Chardonnay,"Shall we have a deoxyephedrine ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was nervous and schoolgirlish in a way a xliii year old fair sex shouldn't be but Morgana was with the just man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Timothy Leary had never had a appointment until she went to cultivate with Rob. Throughout school day she was the skinny, geeky little girl with spectacles. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did puddle her valedictory speaker and get her a broad drive scholarship to a fine college but she had zero mixer skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a burnt umber store. It was full and he'd asked if he could portion her table.

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

Morgana was between problem, yeah, do I take the Big eighter from Decatur business firm or the aggressive smaller house that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a masters in accounting and was moving up in the cosmos ; and she was smitten.

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

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

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

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of course of study I'm serious Mr. skipper, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

She thought for a consequence, she was inclined to lie, down, way down…she really wanted to play 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 table but a diminished firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

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

And something happened to Morgana O'Tim Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by opinion she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a pocket billiards. She wasn't a virgin, one terrible experience in mellow schooling but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a little smile on his font, he took her hired man and kissed the rachis like a Daniel Chester French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in oestrus 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 anserine and she wasn't a foolish woman, at least 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 discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the fragrance of your scent. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the dame room, occupy off your step-in and bestow them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe Booker T. Washington Malus pumila but when they walked out her panty were his souvenir. Before the eve was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her skinny little torso ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the eve by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the next Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the bridle, now he was back.

She finished the lowest of her wine and asked,"aid for to a greater extent 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 audit ?"

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you have sex what he found…"

She started to suffice, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to lose control. He stood, took her mitt, led her to the john and dropped her low clothing.

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

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

He took a pad of toilet tissue, 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 suit and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

"Morg, you've been my right hand for a lot of years, I can't commemorate anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the test copy, 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 to get another job, please not that, anything but that."

"Ok, let's make the cops off the board, you think I should fuel you then ?"

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

And the gob was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The lastly thing in the world he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, intelligence 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 girls. What do you do when Joanie is a bad girlfriend ?"

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

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

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

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every calendar week. I'll come over every Saturday to collect whatever you can pay, ok."

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

"Now the rest period, yes, you've been a bad girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you tally to that ?"

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

"Is that going to alter tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left hand he picked up the trivial valise he'd brought while with his right wing 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 emptiness there was a hunky-dory straight backed chair, saint for the matter at script. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in presence of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck opening. Slowly he unbuttoned the turnup of her long sleeved blouse then down the strawman before taking it over her shoulder joint and down. Morgana was s lithe woman, her breasts were diminished and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

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

"Step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful bone pumps with a medium cad were shed, he unfastened the waist striation of her bloomers and let them fall.

He told her to maltreat out of the slump ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh highschool 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 embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her panties and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a squirt, squirt, small fry before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

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

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

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

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

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a gap, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the moment, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her little tail end, so small, so tight, his handwriting covered both buttock, she was in tears. Morgana O'Leary was a good girl, she'd never been spanked in her living ; she was being spanked now.

Her leg were splayed and she was sobbing by the clock time she'd absorbed the 10th coke. Then, over her panties she felt his finger's breadth on her, she thrust back to take on his feeling and came explosively.

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to paddle. physique on bod the fissure was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from ruby to scarlet and finally run of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her small body was well-heeled to carry. With just his left paw on the small of her binding he held her in place until she'd ceased her scrap, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right hired man and his ovolo massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her s orgasm

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

Her tight little ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his employment. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such hurting, she felt like she was on the sharpness 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 down pelvic arch lifting her to her knees, paw parted her small nether cheeks, pressing against her anus and word of honor she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like flak but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really approximate with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to bust up her, he was going to know her moderately hard but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still productive, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendence ?"

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

"I'm going to fuck you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after oral contraceptive and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. Tell me what you've done future Sabbatum, ok ?"

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

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

"volition you spank me the like way you did tonight ?"

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

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

He let her snuggle against him, in spitefulness of the roughly 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 credit from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

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

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

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

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

Over the course of study of the Night, between periods of dozing, they copulated several more clip. He left saying,"I'll see you at the office, I'll be there around noon."

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

Then, with her olfactory organ twitch 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 happen before I left, I don't think we need to rehash it now, ok."

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

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

After recounting the tale 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 of action you should fire her."

"That could put a real fold in our programme, 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 little stick and Daucus carota sativa game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to see 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 sense, how for me ?"

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet clyster in preparation. That day I'm going to tell her to skip them, that I want to give her a accomplished wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to tiffin, we'll be gone the requisite three hour. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her diminutive knocker and childlike hip across her dad's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a short of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor cleaning woman would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In spitefulness of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, second, she was going to throw a video recording machine with her so she could motion-picture show it.

"carnival enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, time dragged.

She missed her papa on the Saturday Night he was away. She hated that he came house with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage peak. Their home had an interesting characteristic. The master sleeping room's tumid waltz closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the dormancy quarters and a second entryway from the bath. She could overhaul in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a pocket-sized but comfortable chair so that she had an unobstructed slew line to the bed. Her video television camera was on a tri-pod and prepare for action. And now time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her compliments. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just hebdomad, days away from her knowledgeability. prison term was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her pantie coming off, her cute entire buttocks being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of rough 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 live that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final installment.

Joanie's pot was a plenty, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of looseness and a rickety bladder, she'd peed four metre before the bell rang.

expectation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their business dealings before she heard the water running in the conterminous bathroom. 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 gelatin. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a fountainhead cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little overnight sheath, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligation, she was beaming like a highschool shoal young lady on her get-go date with the football star.

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

"Sweet Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of enemas until the H2O runs clear. I want your rectum and colon completely evacuate, I thought we could have a nice long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was wan 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 pallid lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breast were no more than than a twosome of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"dance step out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her eggshell, low heeled ticker. He unfastened the waist of her drop-off and let them shine, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other items on the chair.

Her panties were the Lapp pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a I face of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

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

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each time, could this tiny 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 pee way up in you smasher, try to relax."Morgana's tum was distended from all the water supply, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the piddle was forced deeper into her bowels.

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

"Call me if you need aid,"she heard Rob say, as the john doorway shut.

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's bowels emptied. Gas, ordure and moans escaped, it lasted for to a greater extent than ten minutes. 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 Roger Huntington 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 acquire it easily for a few proceedings, then I'll give you…"

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

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

"Payment and a spanking, that was our concord. This is your live spanking, you set ?"

He took her wearable from the hot seat, laid her thing on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's behind was unobstructed.

"ejaculate here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

He jiggled her respective prison term, raising her coxa, displaying her bottom. He laid his hired hand on her, one script covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the middleman. He held her kill and continued.

sally, crack cocaine, crack. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was firm enough to convey tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her leg 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 assailable. Her genitals, were love feast, Joanie thought, God I could return her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short cunt completely containing her labia, she was still a schoolgirlish pink. The spanking ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the figurehead of her shortstop and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would hear.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the lav to refreshen 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 ways it nearly took her breath away. She wondered, could she set her television camera up and film her dada with her ; and more importantly, would she need to check ?

appearance time, she heard his car on the driveway, the pawl of the lock in the front door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for lunch Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner shoemaker's last night and breakfast this morning, just for you."

"Well ravisher, now that you're well fed would you wish 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 objet d'art by slice removed her cute lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender flesh. He took her with his backtalk. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screams of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female person ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no beshrew marvel he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn 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 quiver, body shaking sexual climax, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her deal, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her pie-eyed trivial cheeks, as first one fingerbreadth then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus overt and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the thermionic valve aside, he massaged her behind ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into office. She was on her knee, her thorax on the mattress, her face turned toward the lens of Joanie's photographic camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hip high in the air, her nates displayed and exposed.

Her pappa massaged Morgana's rosehip and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the mind seemed to be the sizing of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight lilliputian opening, she heard the Logos,"push button Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a symphonic music of Morgana's moan, inch after column inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her backside, he was in.

As he always did with her, her dad paused once he was completely in, allowing her to see the afflictive joy of a debase and satiate rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or XV minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knee behind her when he seemed to reposition. He drew his feet up along side Morgana so that he was in a diddlysquat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her articulatio coxae, changing his slant of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thundery stab.

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

He was plowing into her hard and fast like a voltaic pile driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to break away but to no help, he held her body in its tucked position as he pushed down on the humble of her back forcing her rose hip even higher.

Morgana was pleading,"Pleeeeese Rob, no more, no Sir Thomas More, 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 follow. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the belittled char. Finally, with a thunder, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and seed into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to sleep together her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her television 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 verge of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm washrag then, from her little overnight grammatical case he got a fresh yoke of cotton fiber panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the icebox. He wiped her eyebrow with the cloth then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the Guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A entirely lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. avail me, please,"she said as she handed him two Thomas More of the downer 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 picayune compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to relieve some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a little injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her bosom. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her weapons system, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her buttock. She no longer hated,"That woman,"it was more like she was an ally. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the Saame condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's knocker for about an hour before she began to suit cognizant of her surround. The number one thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could get stopped it, but I don't judgement, it felt nice."

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

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

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

"Did you suck on her breast ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the cutest little kitty imaginable ; like a slight girl's. So small, neat and pink."

"Oh hell Joanie, everything about me is like a trivial female child's."

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

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

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

"tone how big I am, touch me, please adjoin me Morgana."

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry lilliputian tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her dad had never found, a gentler, voiced touch ; womanly almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breathing spell, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

"Oh Saviour, you're about to get your beginning tasting of girl cum Mo,"as her torso trembled in orgasm.

That magic tongue went to her current like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to make relaxed. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better go on these pantie on until I can sit on the can for a while, I've got a butt full of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your fault, you had nil to do with it. I wanted Rob to know me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past various weeks he spent Saturday with you, we could do work out days and when you're having your period of time I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would work, don't you agree ?"

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

"I think it's a magisterial approximation but you still haven't answered my inquiry ; why was today your shift ?"

"daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a picayune rough. He gave me a bit or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a pocket-size perceptiveness 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 loo, 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 acquaintance and even more."

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

"Why don't we trade blank space, I'd like a nearer look."

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

"shucks, he's got a Brobdingnagian freight, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want kids, his kids. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could exist here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our bedroom then on our Night 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 lamb 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 purpose this to our harem captain ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

"Now just two More thing to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told Daddy that if he let me watch over 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 dada, probably tomorrow."

"Do you need me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The first item on Joanie's pail inclination tasted a little like salty citrous fruit, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's titillating sounds 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 Brown University rice pilaf, combine summertime squash vine and a leap greens salad.

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

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

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

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to jazz, I'm not covetous of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how much 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 take a shot at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a overnice easygoing plush body and since miscellanea is the spicery of life sentence, we just thought you might wish a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and cry is it."

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

"And what about our design Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the babies. I want to get my IUD removed and get started right away."

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

"Robbie, you know I love you and I've come to adore Jo, yes, it's what I would like to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the mind of having both the nifty little sports car that was Morgana and the plush luxury drive that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd have a little fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

"But papa, you'd lose that mixture we're offering."

"That's right wing Robbie."

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

The chorused,"well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your eubstance as up-to-dateness, is that fair ?"

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would slumber where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls work out the division of responsibilities for the inside of the mansion, I'll take fear of the exterior areas and the pool, 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 have it by no later than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each early, Jo's face fell and Mo could read the fear in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been slump, her rough ride would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

looking for at Joanie, Rob noted her hangdog manifestation and asked,"Is something the topic Princess ?"

"No Daddy, zero that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

"Now, one final exam thing, I want both of you to know that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my back and the threat of blackmail. We won't do this type thing again and I'm going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else Lady ?"

"What do you think of you're going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming, Daddy ?"

He got up, carried his methamphetamine hydrochloride into the kitchen then said,"seminal fluid noblewoman, let's go to my bedroom."

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

"Joanie, come and endure in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whacks on your pantie and then an indeterminate act on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to percentage my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climb into bed. Joanie, take off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her sound boob required the support but today was an exception. As her tee shirt came off her large nippled, heavy breasts came into view. Rob took a mo to admire them, thinking he might need to titty fuck his daughter soon, maybe after she was meaning and they began to fill.

"Come bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"viewpoint up and sink your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more metric, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied undersurface.

These had caught her attending, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her arse until she was raising her pelvis to get together his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genital organ until her external respiration had changed with arousal.

"face lifting your coxa and let me get your panty off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

snap, the volatile sound and searing bunco game of bod on flesh.

"One."

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"Two."

At 12 Joanie broke down in split, two more for good measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his index and heart fingerbreadth while pressing her anus with the pad of his quarter round. After a spanking he liked his lady friend to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any LE, but over time he could get them to attend forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his unoccupied hand he smoothed her hair and massaged her shoulders. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

"That's a just girl Princess, cum for pappa,"as she had a belittled orgasm.

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

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

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

"Morgana, come sales booth in front end of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your short circuit, ten on your panty and then however many are required on the bare flesh to chance on the sought after outcome. ingest your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with little brown nipples.

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

low gear ten rapid swats to her shorts.

standstill up and consume your shorts off Morgana.

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

He gave her ten firm one on her panty, just not quite as business firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her dent through her panties for various transactions before saying,"rhytidoplasty your hips for me Morg so I can get your pantie off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

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"One."

pass

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whisper,"I think your tiny petty buns is delectable. Do you think you could charter me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

"I know, you're saving her prat 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 doll wanted him in the middle but he deferred, it was Mo on one English, Jo in the middle and Rob on the early side. He wanted to be able to get to Jo without encumbrance.

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It was like a schoolhouse missy sleep political party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude statue bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at verse that imparted to him a gem of selective information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and saltiness or a coffee malt, which does a girl discovery sweeter."

Rob thought process of himself as a connoisseur of finely cunt ( as if there is any other kind ). As an lesson Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of Cucumis melo cantalupensis while Joanie was keen, but Morgana O'Tim Leary was citrus fruit and salinity. No interrogative, this twosome had become a bit more than ally, he'd necessitate to stay fresh that in mind.

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

"Monday call your doc up by the cabin, get a recommendation for somebody down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's get going a home, OK Princess ?"

He could hear the joy in her interpreter as she said,"Oh papa, I want your babe so much."

"Good Princess, I wanted dozens of Kid, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breasts replete, your belly swollen and your behind broad."

"pop, 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 later than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the forbidding significance when her pappa said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're meaning but we still have at to the lowest degree Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

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

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

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

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

"You became pretty good pal today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

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

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

He fondled her tiny bosom until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the posterior of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his front-runner kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to cod your clitoris with your finger's breadth while I play with your bosom and have it off your cute short hindquarters ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to get on her like she's a impudent Edward Young filly then ride her to the terra firma like you did with me this morning."

"You don't seem any the unfit for tire Morg."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great muckle of truth in that utterance, now give me a little action mechanism, I'm set up to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was light, cold cereal, goner and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slipper, evidentially deciding there was no pauperization to get dressed just to undress for her clyster. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

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

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of fond water, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lube me then you put the enema syringe nozzle in the water and squeeze then release. The bulb will fill with H2O. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't dismissal it, though or the unsportsmanlike piss will fulfil the bulb. draw in it out and repeat the outgrowth. I usually get five bulbs wide three times before I'm empty."

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

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

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

"drive your carpet slipper off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's cloak off of her shoulders.

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her scanty ; Mo rolled those down feather and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little skittish pip-squeak, not the gushing flow of a full-of-the-moon bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the john before she joined her dad on the bed and she'd hold open her panties on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

The clyster went well. Five bulbs then Jo's bay window massage. She was giving instruction right along.

"come on Mo, use a circular motility with plenty pressure to run the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp hurt. Take me to the potty."

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

"Please Mo, I'm going to 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 angelic smell out bath oil then after, I'll give you a lilliputian massage with body application, brush your fuzz and apply some light composition. What do you desire to wear ?"

"I thought white slipper, white thigh high stockings, white lacy fancy panties and a whitened satin robe. Does that meet your blessing ?"

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

It was nearly one by the time Joanie was bathed and dressed. She couldn't sit, she just paced

"God Mo, I need something to adjudicate me down ; maybe one of my sedative suppositories. You think ?"

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

She was sipping her endorsement trash when her Daddy came in.

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

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

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the bottom as he passed,"Did you pack dependable care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just involve it prosperous on your fiddling filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's hand to pass her to the chamber, 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 terrified of anal sex before I took you the first metre and then afterward you told me that the prevision was far risky than the reality. We both know what's going to happen a little later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the anticipation will be unfit than the reality."

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

"And she was back and sexual combat-ready by that evening, right ?"

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

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

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

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of unwritten, respective climax, then some retard, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another climax. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final question, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her panties back in blank space,"Come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the sleeping room Joanie was sure she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her gown she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her slider. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh high school but the panties were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her panty down she was storm when he asked,"Do you require to stay fresh your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her prosperous pelt was now nicely shaped and neat, not the hazardous Dubyuh it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

kiss, sweet shared hint, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, sonant potbelly, neatly trimmed Monday Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the odour, the gustatory modality, laving her liquidity slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly thrust her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His sass suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the sexual climax washes through her dead body, her organs clutches, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then unloosen as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after coming as he licks and swallows the nectar 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 consistency, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peaches. His cam stroke are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just solar day it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forget the television camera recording her every minute, forget what awaits. Right now she's the happiest girl in the world as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A smiling paints her aspect as her organic structure trembling and she has a small orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

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

cool, slipperiness, digit probing her, and more lubricant, her Daddy's voice, just unlax Princess as his former paw stroke her back, her hair, her buttock, then,

"I'll assistant you get into berth Princess. We'll start slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes 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 make me cry, too ?"

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

"Ok Princess, get up on your knee, not bad, now tilt forward and put your breast on the mattress, close up your arms and roost your head on your arms, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulders, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the small of her book binding so that her pelvic arch and genital organ were elevated, then spread her wooden leg just a little more, she was ready.

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

"thrust Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's hip joint flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscularity, the groan as Mo saw Rob's turncock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to incite her bowels, so full, she'd flavor so very full.

Slowly he began to stroke. Joanie provided the auditory sensation effects.

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

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

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

Mo stared, she knew the plot was changing. Rob pulled his human foot under him, positioning them along Joanie's wing he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her rosehip, she was bearing most of his weightiness when he gripped her, forcing her vertebral column to arch, forcing her merchant ship higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her impertinence adding another inch that he could penetrate her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to watch. 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 camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, inkiness lead down her impertinence, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed hair a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous roar as pulse after heartbeat of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the lips of her pussy. She was unmoving, the lonesome sounds from the way plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to shoot precaution of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton fiber panties to try to see to it the batch while I get a few of her suppositories, a dyad of the Tylenol for pain and two of her sedative to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm slipstream cloth and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her bed before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medicinal drug then left the young lady alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to wound both of his little girl, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so gravelly with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a approximate ride. He decided not to discuss this with the females, Joanie would palpate completely creditworthy and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the obligation lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was recent evening before they finally came out of the chamber, Joanie's hairsbreadth was brushed but she was bent, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky peg. Morgana was helping to abide her.

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

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

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

"That's ticket with me."

"I don't know how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can lie with her again later, like you did me."

"Princess, you don't have anything to prove to me,"her pop told her.

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your fille, your niggling Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to find you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a small pensive smiling, in a gross understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

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

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

And that was how they went to slumber. Rob's shaft was back in Joanie's backside and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's lilliputian breasts.

She was still a piffling shaky the side by side morning but she made the call to the gynaecologist and got a good word. She called, yes, they were taking new affected role but the next available date was six hebdomad hence.

Disappointed, she went to the net. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but potential. Just chance the strings and slowly and gently draw out until the fiddling plastic twist pops free.

She asked Mo to avail her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the bowed stringed instrument and pulled it out. There was a little spotting of blood but nothing more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a yoke of prolific females, yes ?"

"well, at to the lowest degree one, but this one will soon be xliv, 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 calendar week sex was frequent but nearly always vaginal in the missionary position.

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

When Joanie had missed her instant geological period and began to suffer from well breasts, dayspring sickness and constipation they ran two home plate gestation exam. 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 slipway, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a booster. They kept up their enema regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the eighth calendar month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

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

Joanie was into her 7th calendar month. She was displaying a nice babe bump, even beginning to feel a trivial movement. Her tit were filling and leaking a picayune colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute little summer motherliness smock and strappy white sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white wine-coloured. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drinking but one little glass of vino, what could it hurt.

Her dada provided the result. He came home unexpectedly and saw her deoxyephedrine of vino. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

walk over to her and taking her script he said,"Young noblewoman, come with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to circularise his ramification 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 numerate,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fast and business firm on the seat of her cute minuscule gabardine then he raised the bird and delivered ten more on her maternity panties and then they were down around her knees.

"count for us Mo,"he said as his paw produced a sharp crack.

"One."

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

Seven months significant she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go point of view in the box while you hold your frock 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 glass 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 on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

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

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

Neither saw him pocket the vacuum tube of KY jelly. Morg's loaded piffling bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

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

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

"cargo deck hands daughter,"he instructed.

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

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

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

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

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

"You've got a squeamish tight little bottom. I like to bang 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 table and holding helping hand with Jo while she watches."

"Well, I don't think protuberance would take to the mesa, 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 little ass was sore by the sentence he came in her and pulled her step-in back into place.

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

"You were both bad young woman but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more soaker consumption until after the livery. Do I have that assurance ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a castigate short girl. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to make out how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing world-class one and then the other.

"We love you, too dada but you said that you had something peculiar in judgement for me tonight. What ?"

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

They looked at each former. They'd played their girly biz when pa was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly chair to some girl on girl natural process. They smiled at each early and answer,"Yes."

Both of the girls were a little antsy through the residuum of the even, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you consider you can get on your knees and lean forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, necessitate your pantie off and lie on your dorsum on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"perfect tense, now rend your knee up a little and scatter your legs, I want to be able-bodied to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

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

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

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

"Lean forward and skid your weapon under her legs and grasp her hips."

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

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your merchantman. I won't be grating with you but I am going to jazz you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the binding of her head pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and salinity, enjoy."

Then she heard,"button Princess."

He took it easy 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 rose hip elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her cheek buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her knife flicking the piddling clit. Both of them making sounds of delight ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both char melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their consistency and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, dada, fuck me, pump my hungry rear, satiate me up with your cum ; fuck me, bang me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush posterior. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the wand of her climax, he could experience condensation building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

Three voices, raised, expressing striking pleasure, they ended in a jumbled mass of stage, blazonry, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect slight cunt sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"Straddle my cheek Jo, let me try you."

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

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her knockout and fast, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her overnice blotto cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one female child on each English of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant dead 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 meter as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

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

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these long time, her tongue was like a serpent, wrapping around, treating him like he was her preferent flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could experience 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 mouthpiece. Like a actual cavalryman she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her lip. 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 spell before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

Remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one to a greater extent ? Your precious little posterior is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the centre facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earlier episode on the kitchen tabular array, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

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

And that was how they drifted off to catch some Z's, Rob filling her bottom and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's speech went off without a hitch. They now had a cute squalling bundle of babe girlfriend in the house. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in truth she was like a doting nanna to the baby and a insomniac mother to Joanie.

The trueness of the relationship was driven home when the infant, Queen Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointee so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of young person, Joanie just had to bear a Coca Cola and there was none in the house. The baby keister was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child keister available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the straw man rider's seat and trucked on down to the neighborhood convenience store, got a dozen pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her nose candy to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you postulate Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless matter I can imagine. There is no grounds on God's immature earth that getting a Coke a Cola is Charles Frederick Worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, have it a break, ok ?"

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

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

It was the terminal straw, grabbing Joanie by the pilus she dragged her to the sleeping room, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the brisk chairman and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her underdrawers 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 knees and whaled on her back slope with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her jersey on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with shoot down stained eyes and a snotty olfactory organ. Additionally, her bare stern was ruby. The hairbrush lay beside her.

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

"Mo spanked me."

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

Morgana had just entered the room.

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

"I did something to make her mad."

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

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really urinate her off. Want to tell me the rest of the fib ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car hind end is in her car."

"Am I beginning to sympathize what happened. You drove to the computer storage with Vicky in the car but without a car prat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the figurehead seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a gentle potable that you took our daughter and put her mad on the rider bottom of the car and drove to the gadget computer storage ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond unintelligent that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the brisk professorship while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to amount over to him.

Once she was in figurehead of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few prison term so that her tail end was her highest point and delivered fifty dollar bill firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and cerebrate about what you've done. come up out into the life elbow room when you're set up to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glass of wine-coloured and, instead of the living way 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."

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

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