Abby ( 1 )

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

With a last look at the ferrying I turned away from the loading dock and followed daddy back to the car. I had just seen my husband of six calendar month get on a ferryboat to France where he would depart his new job as a bio automobile mechanic. Whatever that was.

Mike and I had known each other since early school but it had only ever been a effortless affair. When mamma died last year I just seemed to suffer it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their upbringing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any paternal or paternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and dad. When mom died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The common sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pubs and imbibition, not too much but decent to blind my legal opinion to one of the scholarly person who took advantage sufficiency to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to agnise that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came Mike. Soft, gentle, and as prudish as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt safe with him. Anyway we got splice six calendar month ago. Daddy bought us a house as a wedding ceremony present and then mike was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the house for a few hebdomad and it had taken that long to get it decorated and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked daddy to stick around for a few twenty-four hour period. I hated being on my own more than I hated how minor daddy made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so overlook, so controlling but at least he would be company for a short while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

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

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

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

I was shocked but impulse turned my regard in the direction daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a vernal guy in his mid twenty. By his dungaree and leather crown he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went bright red and turned away sharply.

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

"More fool you then"Daddy said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

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

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

"Ok sweetie."Daddy said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightdress, which buttoned all the way up to my neck opening and came well below my knee joint, then donned my dressing surgical gown. As I put the kettle on dada went up for his shower. Coming back down ten minutes later in his pj's, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

I raised my eyes to look at him,"You will express mirth at me."

"Don't be silly."pop smiled,"What's the subject ?"

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my caput, too blockade to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a spell ?"Daddy said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to bust out laughing.

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

"come on silly. Up you go."dad said taking my cup off me.

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

As I drifted off to sleep my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck opening, and then my shoulder ? His paw wandering over my breasts sending tingling all over my dead body. His hot osculation continued down, get down and lower till he was gently kissing between my pegleg. My vagina hungry for more I spread my legs for him as his spit flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my body was like an electric jounce every metre his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shocks got unattackable I started to arc my hip towards his natural language which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot blank space. All the while his hands were playing with my tit, now engorged and unvoiced to the trace. I put my hand on his head and ran my fingerbreadth through his hair.

The feeling in my breadbasket was like nothing I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my navel, my mammilla and then my oral cavity I responded. I could feel his hard-on knocking at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a sharp-worded breathing time as it all felt so rattling. As he slid his full length inside me I let out that breath and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The feeling in my tum was growing, getting stronger and stronger until I knew it was just going to split right through my dead body. That awesome sensation rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my pharynx my eyes flew open.

In entire muddiness I stared straight at pappa who continued to throw into me, smiling as he did so. The orgasm didn't stop one little bit and as it exploded from my body I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my implements of war round his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for greater penetration. My back arched in that hanker heroic cry of shocking pleasure. As pa thrust faster and harder so did I. papa let out a guttural sibilation strait as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seminal fluid, his pappa cum spout into his footling girlfriend. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't halt my climax from doubling in intensity at the feeling of that liquid shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to log Z's. mentation of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden breeze."seed on sleepy-eyed head it's ten o'clock."daddy said.

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

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

I was totally lost for actor's line. Not only was my father admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt pale. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thought. Still trying to hatch myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my stomach churn. daddy sat down in the armchair that we kept next to the huge sliding room access that led to a balcony where you could look out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."daddy said,"That's a hard one really. You were very restless as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose gamy and high I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your hand went between your branch. That was it really I just replaced your hands with mine and waited for you to wake up. Nobody was more surprised than me when you did open up your eyes and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and trust me I don't think you would have let me lay off even if I wanted to."

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

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

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

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

"I knew when I woke this morning that I would have no ruefulness. I thoroughly enjoyed you last nighttime and, unless you say no, or severalise me to arrest, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your clothes ?"

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

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

I had learnt at a very early on age when daddy said do something you did it without inquiry. I grabbed my things and followed him out the door. We travelled for almost an hour in silence and for the future two minute daddy took me from entrepot to store buying clothes I would never aspiration of purchasing. Ignoring any protestation from me. The finale shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a untried miss who took my hired man and led me into a cubicle in the back of the shop.

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

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

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

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

"You could ingest warned me. Do you suffer any approximation how I felt when she told me to strip off. I've never heard of a bloody Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the time we got home. I put the shopping udder on the settle and put the umber on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."cum here."He said

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

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by the hair. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every charwoman's job to be usable to her man. It is every girl's job to make her Father of the Church happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without interrogative. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. Take your clothes off."

With shaking mitt I stripped. Naked I tried to embrace my body."Keep your limb at your position and bear your pass up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my book binding over my bum to my hips. Then over my tummy and up to my boob. Every inch of my body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that spot between my legs. I shut my centre and did everything I could to fight the feeling of foreplay. By the time his hired hand reached that trilateral I was shaking, and to my entire embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved round to the front end and sat down. Running his hand over the liquid skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his fingerbreadth over the engorged lips I let out a moan of joy."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for pleasure, both to give and incur. You have a nice tight rump and your boob are magnanimous and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the rules. While I am here you will never get into panties or a bra, and will only wear the dress we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old clothes again when mike is at home. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his finger over my tumefy twat, now he slid a finger in.

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

"good. I suggest you keep your new clothes in the minuscule room and use it as a base on balls in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger inside me. His thumb was working on my clitoris as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising coming. It was as though final stage night had broken the dam and sensations ran through my body like flowing water. He knew how close I was. I couldn't blot out it as moan escaped my sassing and my body swayed. Then, just as I was on the very sharpness, he stopped. I almost cried.

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

Shocked out of my hysteria I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the first moment his erecting was visible I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was by no substance an expert on the size of it of a serviceman peter. But this was definitely a lot great than microphone's. He sat back down."kneeling here."He said pointing at the flooring between his legs. My optic still transfixed on his erection I did as instructed. He had very little hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing prick. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to admit that I felt quite proud that I had made my pappa smile with pleasure. What came succeeding was not so easy. He pulled my head forward.

"open air your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that daddy would be angry so slowly I took that cock into my mouth. Again dad instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my mouth boulder clay I almost choked."hint around it. Breath through your nose."

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

It did get wanton but my throat would be sore for ages after. I sensed a change after a while. The taste of his juice was different and he started to thrust up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my mind up and looked into my eyes. His turncock was just inside my lip as he shot his seminal fluid into it. My eyes showed stupor. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my pharynx. The predilection of come was unusual. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have much choice but to swallow virtually of it but some ran out of my mouthpiece and onto my mentum. I felt his body completely relax. I lay my heading on his leg, his cock still in my mouthpiece till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the chief."Well done my girl. well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was incorrect. After a few minutes daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my legs over one arm while my brain rested on the other. He pulled my legs up and with a loathsome smiling buried his brass between my leg. The attack of his tongue on my clit brought me straight back to the edge of orgasm. My helping hand went to his headland and urged him on to bang-up efforts. My orgasm flew up from between my legs and out of my backtalk in a long wailing cry of hug drug. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasance for what seemed corresponding forever. Then it started to subside.

Daddy pulled my ramification up and made me throw them up with my hands. I was almost bent two-bagger. I could see his cock, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my pussy sass. I knew, now was the time to choose. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

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

A strange facial expression of victory crossed his face as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My orgasm flew back to biography and I was once again lost in it. I felt something skirmish my rectum. The succus from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the digit slipped inside that dour trap it went in easily. I was, never the lupus erythematosus, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another finger's breadth joined and wormed its way around in rophy. The completely combined smell drove me almost to insanity. Right till the moment dad pulled his cock out of my pussy and brushed it at the hole of my butt. My eyes flew open. So encompassing it hurt. Daddy waited for a second and when I didn't say anything his throbbing prick slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The nuisance was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my pussy was still going through. Slowly daddy pushed more than and more of that hard member into my arse until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little girls bum mess while he fingered her clit through sexual climax. Then my bum started to throb in rhythm to his penetration and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the impossible happened. I orgasmed from my cock filled rectum. sundry with my still throbbing orgasmic twat I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as dad filled my bum hole with his second base load I blacked out.

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

I can't say I felt well-chosen, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better Scripture. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if zip else. I now knew for sure that my orgasm last Nox was without doubt my showtime and that Mike would never be able-bodied to live up to me sexually in the way dad had. For a start his cock was a lot smaller than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was wrongfulness. I also knew that I would not be able to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The audio made me leap."How long was I asleep ?"

"Only a duo of time of day. Go and have a Bath it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

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

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

"Put something on from your new stuff and I will regale you to dinner for being a honorable niggling girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a thin white low cut top and a very short black flared chick with open toed heels. As I looked in the full length mirror I had a variety of unknown tactual sensation. The fair sex reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my face and even my legs but everything in between was someone else. Someone who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A fornicatress. I hated that view but was also excited inside because I knew it would make dada felicitous. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

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

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

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

Over the next few days that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. Daddy used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamen. He taught me how to take the air and pull the aid of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in Town or along the promenade so he could watch me from a distance. I have to let in I was turning question and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more come than I could ever woolgather of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my pegleg spread wide opened fingering myself to an sexual climax while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my face or over my nipple. My language had deteriorated to daddy's floor as well. But as I waved bye to him, his come dribbling down my pegleg, any self-confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The planetary house was empty, tranquil. All that sexual stress had gone. I felt some relief but well-nigh of all I just felt alone.

The succus running down my leg brought me back to biography. I went for a shower and put on a button down dress. This was the one exclusion daddy had made from my old press as long as I only did three buttons up. I chose the three buttons and he made me cut the respite off. Now the dresses were low enough to show off my chest and split enough up the front man to almost show off everything else, but for working around the house they were better than my new clothes and a middling compromise daddy had said.

The repose of the day I just wandered around the house aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that daddy had gone, I decided to let Rosco sleep upstairs with me. I decided that he had been neglected since papa came so would take him for a pass in the morning.

When I woke in the morning I decided to wash away as a good deal of the end few days as possible by washing the bedding. While the washing political machine did its work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather was nice took the litter out the face door to hang it on the line to dry.

As I opened the threshold Mr Robertson was standing at his slope door puffing on a cigarette as usual. With his ripe deal in his pocket. I had seen him several multiplication before but only now did I realise what his right hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hand running along his erection and the longer I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to make a conjunctive effort to cook my legs move. I walked to the wearing apparel product line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the picture of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my hardest not to take care at his hand and failing miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to look at him. I closed the door and put my cover to it as I steadied my breathing. Thankfully the ice was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a sinewy gist I don't know but I could sense my cunt getting wet. He was in all ways a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me throb all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing twat. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my eye, and allowed my finger to run down my body, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my legs. I pictured daddy playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my mammilla, my bellybutton, and on down to my clit. I spread my legs wider to give him better accession. I moaned with delight as his tongue did its work. Delving deeper into my snatch than ever before. I could feel my coming rising rapidly, and then world hit me.

My oculus flew open to get Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the juice flowing from my throbbing golf hole. I have to hold I hesitated. So cheeseparing to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too depraved. I spun round and dropped to my knees putting my backbone to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next moment I felt a thump on my back as Rosco's front paws pushed me forward. His back pegleg now between my legs I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a spur at my kitty and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disapproval at my gesture and the following matter I knew his erect dick was inside my throbbing hollow."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to fend up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clit. His hammer just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my body. My orgasm again started to move up. I thanked god when I felt him amount, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his 1st ejaculation was only pre come, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something bad than his erection pushing at my bitch hole. I could feel the huge size of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swell kitty-cat lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got with child and magnanimous. That knot was now crushing my clit driving me finally over the bound into a huge climax. He pumped faster and faster and my senses went further and further away until I was completely lost in a sequence of rapid firing orgasmic spasms.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his swollen balls like water from a tap I could find it hitting my insides bang bang strike till finally he slowed down and came to a block, his come running freely from my snatch and down my legs. His rooster was still inside me and each fourth dimension he tried to rip out of my sopping golf hole he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his corner. I fell to the floor, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for ages curled up in a ball on the settee. My last thought before I fell into a uneasy sopor was"Oh pop. What have you done to me ?"

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

"How's my little girl ?"

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

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

I couldn't have lied to him even if I had wanted to. Thankfully I didn't need to."Just a dress."I was still half benumbed and the smell of liquidity running down my legs was acuate as was the stickiness I felt from my shank to my toes.

"trade good daughter. Now when is mike due home ?"

"Err about three calendar week time."I said a minuscule mixed-up."Why ?"

"Well let me know the date and I will come down a day or so before."

"Ok dada I will let you know."

"Ok well I will name you before then so take fear child girl."

Once again I felt the muckle sticking to my legs and dress so decided to take a bathroom, and maybe try and separate my head out.

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my filter out muscles and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the finis few twenty-four hour period I just got more confused.

I should own said no to my father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been discerning, shocked even. I had to acknowledge that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may happen and that is why she was so strict. That then of track brought my judgment to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to clobber and fuck a human being. But thinking of how that long natural language had made me feel was a turn on in itself. I was getting wet at the thought process of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different thing completely. Or was it. While my head said it was cruddy and wrongly. I couldn't deny the mighty orgasm he had given me. And I also had to allow in that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not much different to my Church Father using me as his prostitute. Just Sir Thomas More and to a greater extent confusing.

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

I woke up with a head start. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a axial motion of thunder."Shit."I said"My wash is still out."

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

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

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

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

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

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

ire has always been a job for me. It makes me unregenerate. I make rash determination. This time was no just. It was his fault my washing was soaked. It was his fault I was soaked. I stood in movement of him, no more than four understructure away as he stroked that fat shaft of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my leg slightly and put my men on my hips, which of course caused the hem of the top to open and put my pussy on full display. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the least bit disorder. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry room."I'll appearance him."I thought to myself. The tumble drier was directly opposite the doorway which was still clear. I spread my legs panoptic and bent grass over to open the dryer door. My pussy was getting wet at the view of making him suffer.

So wet in fact that he had no trouble ramming two fingers up my hole. The abruptness, the unexpectedness of it made me sigh out loud, it should have been a belly laugh surely but it wasn't. He was pumping his fingers into me rapidly, his knucks brushing against my clit. He added another finger's breadth and with three fingers fucking me my dead body was reacting rapidly. His free hand came under me and grabbed my tit, moving to my pap which he squeezed tightly. Again I moaned and when he pinched that mamilla as hard as he could I knew I was lost."Oh God."I moaned.

I was trembling. I wanted to yell"Get off me. You repulsive little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat cock brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said cipher, in fact I wanted to push back onto him but I wouldn't give him that gratification. He rammed that arduous fat pecker into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in wild instant orgasm. He didn't forethought he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, criminal and hard.

His hired hand came round now and he grabbed both my mamilla and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric shock joined with all those other feelings pouring out of my screaming cunt. My legs turned to jelly, unable to support myself. Every time he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My snatch was spread as wide as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag doll unable to ensure my dead body in any way.

He made no audio. Not even when he finally shot his heart into me. Spurt after spirt of it till it ran down my pegleg. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless orgasm I slid down the get it drier to the storey, facing him. That fat pecker still throbbing in strawman of my face. He brushed it against my lips and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my face. Banging my head back against the drier, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my school principal still and just let him present fuck me. He rammed that monster in as far as it would go and when he once again released his come it seemed never ending. With his cock trench in my pharynx it was out of the question to swallow it all and I choked. The seed had no former way out but through my olfactory organ. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my pussy mouth and nose, running down my Kuki-Chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to stand up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the lounge where I once again collapsed on the floor. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his cock was in me. As rampant as Mr Oscar Palmer Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this business firm. Getting his own back on me for finis night. Igniting my sexual climax once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so sapless. I just lay my head on the trading floor and let him consume his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful orgasm. This time there was no trouble getting his nautical mile in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every snow leopard of my dog's semen into my cunt pussy hole. The last matter I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist rooster. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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