Fri eventide, the first week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a booster for dinner party and a drink or two and had gotten rest home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a splash of urine while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my XVIII yr old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictory speaker but second in her class and I was so darned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen twelvemonth ago ; in the infirmary where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her mother's tit, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a black head aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the sole caretaker of a new take over infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did take help. My female parent came to stay with me for three invaluable calendar month. She took charge of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to groom expression, bathe and alteration infant and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen minute of sleep. Mom would induce liked to stay longer but my father's health had taken a play for the pip and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

wellspring, nanny might he understating her duties and time value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very significant person in Joanie's and my life. offset she helped with nestling care then her duties evolved. My business is brokerage house, I buy, sell and find particular for others and Mo functions as my office director now. She's just a duet of year older than I, a little on the slender side of meat ( register skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are uncomplimentary and eschews constitution ; in other words she makes no effort to make herself appealing but, none the lupus erythematosus, after that number 1 dark and after she'd been with me for respective years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct delight to remind myself that she was a wolf between the sheets and blessed with the stiff pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a line relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the workweek and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life went to hell in a bridge player basketball hoop but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to satiate the void. She liked to badger me and coquet unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me experience her rapidly developing breasts against my breast ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute butt a wriggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied bottom as she'd panache into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a little vacation cottage in the pot situated on the endearing tarn this face of Scotland. Two workweek, two absolutely marvellous workweek in June of each year Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are woods for hike, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small motorboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for easy explorations of the groove and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that mulct Maker's chump when the jingle of my telephone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with ally planning to go to a bonfire for a"Start of Summer"political party, roast some wienerwurst, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

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

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

"Nothing skilful, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come woof 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 phone, OK ?"

After we'd rung off my mind went into a swirl. What the pit was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made suicidal determination ; not often give thanks God, but she could be led.

At baker's dozen, the summer between centre school and high school I'd caught her and her girl drinking my beer and smoke butt back behind the pond house. Then endure year, at the beginning of her Jnr year there was the installment involving experiment with marihuana and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

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

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

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

Joanie was in the spinal column seat 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 cubicle in the back where I could see my car, after we got coffee and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could experience been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the immersion of the early attending officers was directed toward the two guy. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a know dealer, marijuana and tornado cocaine. He had a tail twinkle out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over More to roust him than anything else. There were four hoi polloi in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his master squeeze play Jamitious Curry were up front line but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad doer, too. According to the arresting officer there was a stick smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take guardianship of Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand worth of tornado in Curry's purse. Joiner and Mary Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did look for Joanie's purse, she had two Rock wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their shit in the girls'purse but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the lamella, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for self-command, Martin's gon na paseo and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good young lady but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two hebdomad every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this fourth dimension ; leave tomorrow morning, maybe have a lilliputian detox session and let her spend virtually of her detoxification on her pot ‘ lawsuit she won't be able to sit."

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

The private road home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the episodic snarful and groan from the drunkard in the backseat it was in quiet. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her Down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a osculation. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd pauperization at the lot cabin then fixed up a minuscule bobby pin with items I would or might need. From eighteen yr experience there were certain things that Joanie might postulate. If she didn't look well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Anacin III, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a little girl, in suppository class, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a sleep aid and help with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added gran's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled testicle, bacon, hash Robert Brown, solid wheat berry pledge, orange juice and java were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a vermillion rockfish of Baron Verulam around her plate and took various mouthfuls of the eggs before running to the lavatory. 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 fix and, Princess, gang supernumerary PJ's and pantie, you'll need them."

Big as saucers, her centre,"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. Music was playing on the radio, authoritative Country, but low, not intrusive. We stopped in town, got supplies for a calendar week then drove on, it was darkening by the time we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the evening was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedroom and toilet on the earth trading floor and a sleeping loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the garret 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 onions and pepper then sautéed two perch filets while spinach 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 party so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a Maker's scratch 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 write up is the most beautiful missy in the world ( how the piece of ass can they all be the most beautiful girl in the world ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

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

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a joke I'd bought her jammies for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one slice, had footies and a drop-off stern ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather broad buttocks as she descended, I could see a pantie rail line. She'd put as a lot cloth as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; smart girl, but no hope.

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

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

"Not this clock time Princess, no ; not this time."

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

"Daddy, you can't, I'm eighteen, 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 backside, do you think that would help you ?"

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

I took her to the bath and retrieved the drug testing kit I'd purchased. She looked questioningly at me as I unfastened the stern of her jimmies.

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

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

"Just pee,"I want to get it on if you're using drugs.

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

"Joanie, pee,"my vocalization was harsh.

It wasn't as though she was exposing practically of herself to me, her PJ's covered well-nigh of her. She filled the cup and handed it to me.

The test showed the front of the marijuana but, give thanks God, goose egg else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a hot seat in the middle of the room, straight backed, no weapon system, uncomfortable for practically besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please pa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

twenty, I counted, ten on each brass, on her pajamas, those pajama that were printed"Little Princess"on the pearl flap. Already I heard a few weeping ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. panty were manifest

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

": settee down,"I said. I stroked her Brigham Young body until she'd calmed.

"stand up,"I instructed.

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

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her proceed her scanty on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to accept me take them off, share of her punishment. I lowered them to mid second joint then told her to rear her coxa. They lay on the floor at her foot as I began.

I started at the junction between her tooshie and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her bum then back down.

quip, fling, tornado, the resounding music of flesh coming together flesh. After about thirty knock I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes implosion therapy, scent 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 blow her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a tidy sum for a while. It tied her in air mile when she did something that upset me so much that I punished her.

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

"papa, can I log Z's here this night, I don't want to give to climb up to the loft ?"

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

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

I got one of the sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handicraft. Joanie's freighter was a kaleidoscope of vividness ; multiple wraith of red, violet, purple with just a signature of blue, damn, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

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

How can she remember, I thought. The finally time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over long dozen eld ago.

"I'm sorry 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 smile if I traced my finger along her Venus cleft, her slit back then it was zippo more than a pinko valley, her labia and button were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen class old self.

"Please Daddy,"she begged as she took my hired hand and pulled it toward her ; the rachis of my script brushed the silklike hair covering her mons veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't endeavor to block off her nor did I pull away. My middle fingerbreadth found her vallecula. I'd used my index number finger when she was young but my middle finger was longer, better able-bodied to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very unlike than when she was a child with just a small immature slit. Her outer labia were swollen, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clit was big and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministration then snuggled against me. Soft gentle snores, the sedative had taken force, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my natural action, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the worldly concern was faulty, I was right. Oh, maybe the tabu against incest had a hardheaded reasonableness before the availability of birth control condition ; but no longer.

The razzing and the bees talk, mother to daughter, father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make More sense, female parent to son, a woman who could excuse and, yes, even show how to be a good and considerate lover ? And a sire 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.

Inferno, makes sentience to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hand back, her slip on my finger's breadth. I brought it to my mouth ; peaches and ointment ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

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

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

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

Changing the content I said,"Still a small sore, are we ?"

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

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

"Touch me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the former colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my decoration on her sorely abused bottom.

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

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

"Do you cogitate you deserve another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my pull up stakes wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a little pudgy and flabby with hemangioma simplex blond hair, full breasts and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump tooshie. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection memory. Edward D. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to entrust a pink script print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead-in in go,"Princess, you have the perfect posterior, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

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

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

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those people sound like gang firecracker or drug monger 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 to a greater extent and I had a fiddling money, I was going to give him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

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

"Way, way over my psyche. Almost as soon as we left the political party they fired up a duad of joints then the guy in the dorsum seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some refreshful young white slit. When I tried to drive 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 pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big lightlessness dicks tear up that squawk's white ass.'He was trying to rive my pants off when we got tear over."

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

"pappa, they were going to dishonour me ; both of them and that girl was going to find out. Daddy, I'm still a virgin. 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 beef watching it happen, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a virgin forever or anything like that but I want to choose when and with whom I am, to use an old terminus, deflowered."

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

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a pass around the lake, we can babble out then, ok ?"

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

half way up she turned her heading, our heart met and she gave me a slight smile,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in sluttish fitting shorts, tee shirt and a pair of sneakers ; I was waiting at the bottom of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in short and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a fearsome experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and arrest her care had been transferred to another portion of her human body. He'd saved her virginal pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. fantabulous assessment of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so damned stupid ; papa, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, Whitney Moore Young Jr. citizenry make unintelligent mistakes but that's a big parting of acquisition, of maturing. I know nada like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flight of stairs of ducks coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a small late for their northward migration, it was too soon June. We strolled over to the shoring where we found a patch of forage. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her foreland on my lap.

The heartsease of the morning, the candy kiss of the aristocratic sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's read/write head. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my boxershorts then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a sensual pipe dream, 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 fuzz. She looked up with her pretty immature eye and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

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

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

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her penalisation because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her manifest past participation with fellation made me enquire just how a great deal Joanie had gotten into.

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

"Oh Daddy, are you going to make me pee in a cup again ?"

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

vertebral column inside I told her to go into the lavatory and get ready while I got her cup and test strip.

She was seated waiting with her short and panties around her ankle joint. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her clothing I tested her urine. Still registering hemp but not as high as the day before. I led her to the chamber and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the hips, I unzipped her drawers and let them strike to her feet.

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

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

"Will you hold me papa ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to stand, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and T-shirt but was naked from the waist 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.

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

I had to believe how to serve, finally I said,"I guess early things were more crucial to me."

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

"well, you did have your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was overjealous, I wanted to be your female child ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

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

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

"Nosey little affair, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

"How do you get it on anything about your old Dad's sex life, anyhow ?"

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

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nights and groan and groan on Saturday, the Nox he parted her closely picayune rump. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

"Well, there are some things shouldn't do ; things like listening at her Daddy's wall. What did you opine about what you were hearing ?"

Even with their rather confidant position watched her redden in embarrassment, then she whispered,"Daddy, I knew what you two were doing. The net, you know."

"And ?"

"Oh dada, this is so embarrassing, please don't make me say."

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a trivial hug.

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your implements of war. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my fingers while I listened. I wanted it to be me, I wanted you in me. But now I'm glad it didn't happen. I felt you today and you're so big, I know you would have hurt me."

Rob thought, he wasn't all that immense, not porno lead size of it. He was a little over 7 ½ column inch and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the ideal clock time to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been class since he'd had sex, he held her finisher. She sensed the change in him, she could experience his erection climbing against her.

Joanie caught her breath,"dada, will it anguish ?"She asked.

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you require to notice out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her tee shirt and shed her bra,"Touch me papa, please advert me."

Her tit were milky E. B. White capped with small pink nipples.

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

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her maiden orgasm not brought by her own deal. His manus cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her indulgent tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his knife flicked at her clit she nearly exploded. Pounding her pelvic arch up to contact him she wailed in alien joy. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fount. 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 fingerbreadth he opened her then guided his tool to her virginal portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

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

Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a rip 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 gladiola he'd given Joanie a couple of climax with his knife, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to relax and bear the invasion of her young organic structure. Her legs wrapped around his rosehip as she thrust back to take on his stroking. Sounds emanated from oceanic abyss in her throat as she cooed.

"Fuck me dad, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me good, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her concentrated 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 years of repressed come into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian thermionic valve, searching for a productive egg.

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

"We'll go into Ithiel Town to the apothecary's shop and get some of the Plan B pills this good afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"Good. I do need to have your baby but not yet. I want us to cause 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 learn me in."

Slowly Joanie eased down. She was still sore from the red of her virginity. She took him completely then rested.

"You're beautiful Princess,"he said as he admired her.

Her full breasts, her poofie short tummy, her reddish Au sleek hide and, most of all her alluring nerve smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me pop, it makes me feel like a adult female. Am I your womanhood now ?"

"Do you want to be ?"

"more than than anything dad, now and forever."

She loved that top office, felt she was controlling the natural action. She bounced, hooted and squealed in delight until she'd bathe my balls with the fragrant inundation of her climax.

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had dejeuner, picked up a few more market and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought respective plan B pills and some scented lubricator. The pills for immediate use, of course but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my woman more was in storage as far as her sexual instruction was concerned. I'd always had a orientation 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 mastery method acting. The plan B lozenge were a 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 home I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our arena. I had Joanie phone to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the following day. The doctor let her bonk that she would be doing a thoroughgoing physical before she could sneak in an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd deprivation to bathe before we left and that she should fag out wearable that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude painting during the exam. virtually would be act, checking her heart metre, ears, nose, throat and optic then it would become more invading with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the Doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might cohere her fingers up my butt, ungh."

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

Joanie was as flighty as a retentive bob cat in a roomful of rocking electric chair as we drove to the doctor's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the way while she was being examined.

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

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

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

As the Doctor of the Church withdrew her finger and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grinning.

"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 tummy saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be gentle, I won't detriment you, I promise."

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

"Almost done dearest,"she said.

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

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

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

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointment for two week hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually combat-ready she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the counter painfulness reliever ; Tempra, Advil or such and pillow a bit.

On the cause habitation 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 papa, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and cervix from the plunk for side, ick."

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

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

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her morning number. 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 she should be off the hook for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low levels of THC but still present.

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

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

"Do you want some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lube in you, I'm going to own to keep on my digit in you ‘ til your muscleman grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

My finger's breadth was in her for nearly five arcminute. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a buss in the cheek and told her,"You have a cute bottom."

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

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

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my cleaning lady, she wants to have my babies and live as my married woman. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could have respective children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college training, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my buff if she could draw my final examination but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's insight and my dick 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 in force Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

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

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner 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 carpet slipper she was nude under her robe.

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

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

She had a quivering, explosive orgasm then a second and tertiary. As I brought her off for the Forth sentence she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a afflictive pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a moment. Her dearie position.

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

She was out of breather as she crawled up adjacent to me.

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

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

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

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a girlish coral garden pink,"Beautiful, worthy,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect tense pussy, maledict this tactile property so good. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe harder, more rapidly.

"You're in far dada, God you're stretching me. It hurts a little but it's a nice hurt."

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

Her formula sounds had changed. She was panting like a diminished cunt being ridden by a big German shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One mournful groan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the fuck 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 vitrified eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her clobber body, caressing her side of meat and prat, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to know me to death, you felt so big in me. My pathetic short twat'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,"stopping point,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you signify, ‘ stopping point,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a single finger along her whirl he saw the realization and fear split second in her eyes.

"pop, you were in her bootee, weren't you ?"

He just smiled at her.

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

"Preparation mostly, she'd make herself clean and we'd use raft of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the Nox before then enemas various hours before."

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

"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 niggling bit of pain with the pleasure."

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

They dropped the field and over the next two week nix more was said. Their sex life was frequent and combat-ready, exploring various positions. Joanie had begun to revel being taken from behind. She liked the feeling of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her hard. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to unbend. He spent a lot of sentence on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her close ring.

The low sentence he used his glossa on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to jump up but he held her down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger's breadth to her clit he could bring her to climax that way.

The first clock time he slid up on her back and ran his cock along her whirl, touching her she was so panic-stricken she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to figure you. Slowly he ran his prick up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No dada, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two weeks had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up naming found no job. Joanie was ok for a yr unless something untoward happened.

On the way home from the doctor'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 pull in, she was no longer forced to give him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

After their scant supper Rob catered to Joanie's every intimate desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a slow down pinnace missionary. He ignored her keister and they ended the even spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single boiled egg, one slice of goner, succus and coffee.

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

The salad last night, the stewed 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.

"Daddy,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her piddle dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her skidder, pantie and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the chamber from the bath. She heard weewee running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gal bucket beside the bed. Her direful eyes tracked him as he got the red bulb clyster syringe and a lubricating substance of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her helping hand saying,"seminal fluid 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 spell,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

She felt him touch her, the gelidity of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"dada, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her brass and tuck the syringe.

After five light bulb she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdomen working the urine deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse Costa Rican 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 commode then left so she could empty privately.

He could listen the splash of fecal affair, the sounds of escaping gas and his little girlfriend's moans. When it was finally muted and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A indorse five bulb enema followed by a thirdly and finally a diminished three bulb insertion and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a clean robe and pantie for her while she was in the bathroom. Another spry bath and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her clyster ordeal.

"Just eternal sleep Princess,"he said.

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

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

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

He hesitated, should he tell her the truth ? If goose egg else he was always honest with her.

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

"Oh Daddy,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite familiar with light repast and enemas, now, get some rest."

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

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

She started to screak but then she felt his cover girl lingua on her. God how she adored receiving viva voce sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him pick up the lubricant from the pillow.

first gear one finger then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincters then more lube. He helped her to lie next to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

"You've got mickle of lube. Remember how the doctor had you push down when she put her finger in you ? I want you to do the same thing. When you feel me press against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery voice answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her hips and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack various prison term then guided it to her opening.

"Push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The nous of his cock split her sphincter and he was in her.

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to slack up. Saviour, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the in effect 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 were legal tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to adapt his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this initiative day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would follow next.

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

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

It happened nearly every clock time with an unschooled anal Virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the commode, she had to move her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your enema, you don't have to go. That's not feces, that's my rooster filling your rectum. Just relax I'm going to fuck you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the existence like a young young lady's pure anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight adhesive friction of her sphincter muscles squeezing his erecting, fighting him, trying to pooh-pooh him. It would always be marvelous but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each future time. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to bend those muscle to squeeze and masturbate him and he could play a trivial rougher.

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

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

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

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

He kissed her eyes and then her back talk,"Yes you're my adult female 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 spite but, in truth, the expectancy was worse than the reality."

"I'm sword lily you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the potty for a little while then put a pair of scanty on and come lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a while and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her head on his chest of drawers and asked,"You said I was the sound, did you really have in mind it ?"

"Princess you're antic. Far and away the trump 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 momma ? Did you, huh ?"

"Frequently."

"Other young woman ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so supple with her diminished small butt, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump bottoms, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

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

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just call up about it."

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

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

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

"I want to be capable to see your middling face,"he told her as he added a petty lubricant, she was still pretty slick from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her branch and asked her to pull out them back toward her chest of drawers, adding,"Remember to agitate when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"Push Princess."

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

"Feel the comprehensiveness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her white meat and leaned forward to snog her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of tit, with her soft tweed tummy and golden Robert Curl ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

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

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

After several strokes Joanie was rubbing herself in calendar method of birth control with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her phone changed from exclusively moans to throaty moans interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was acute Daddy."

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

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

It was moving toward late afternoon, Rob said,"Let's catch a shower and get a morsel to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with french fries and borecole slaw Joanie said,"That stead was kinda neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your favorite side ?"

"I like it for just those rationality but, no, my darling is lady friend under on her knees, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a footling like that, I like letting her flavor my speciality, all of my length and cinch, giving her a rough ride."

"God, you make it sound like she's in a dominated, submissive position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not ready for that. I like to trifle hard, I'd damage you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The wait wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her slider, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her panties off.

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

Her little ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was observable 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 replete feeling in her bowel before slowly pumping her a few sentence then he started to turn her.

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

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

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

He continued to hold in her lower breadbasket, then taking her hand and guiding it to her stomach low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's alive and thirsty for some more Princess. Now give yourself some fingers 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 niggling make-up, lipstick and eye ocean liner, I want you sexy.

"Really,"she exalted as she leapt from the bed.

"Really, now hurry up, Daddy's hungry."

Rob was lying on his cover when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pink pussy 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 hired hand mirror as he extended his tongue and flicked it along her slit.

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

She couldn't observe her concentration on observance, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her pussy against his lips until she came with a rush and effusion of tasty, tangy peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

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

"What do I get to look on next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

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

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

"All of me but not often of you."

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

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

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your finger's breadth up my little butt hole."

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal contrary cowgirl. I want you to draw out your knees under you and crouch 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 slight groan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, lean forward just a minuscule, I want to see me in you, let me look up to your terrific ass. Ride me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her hips and let her stone and pump on him, reveling in the sound she was making ; still some moan but mostly noises of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her taunt his fingerbreadth to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't worry, I will. Let's see how we can get into position where you an lookout man when I'm behind you."

"Lie flatbed and move around so you can see your face. You won't be able 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 in force view.

"We're going to do it like we did the number 1 meter,"as he straddled her hips.

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

"Push Princess."

She was still quite plastered but it was getting well-fixed each time.

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

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

"Feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it experience full ?"

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

"Put your hand under you, on your venter. I'm going to change my angle of incursion so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able to sense me."

Once her hand was in spot he scooted in high spirits on her back so his penetration was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you pappa, I can experience you."

He grasped each of her impudence opening her sally wider, going rich than he had before.

Joanie gasped, new tissue paper 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 various transactions. He moans had turn to wails, her sobs to a wailing cry as her tears flowed.

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

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

bettor, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as late. He stayed in her until his balls were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to come up into his munition, instead she curled into the fetal office with her back to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to throw a minor taste of what rough caper is like."

"That was a humble taste ? I don't want a phonograph record replete, I don't think I could guide it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a tousled mess, her eyes were swollen and deplume stained trailing pitch blackness streaks over her typeface where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, dainty in fact.

"semen here and let me adjudge 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 hour or more than, that was lupus erythematosus than five minutes."

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

"That's pretty terrible, 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 authority manager, an important employee to me, I hope you can understand."

"well, that's what I want, maybe you'll find a way. I'm not going to do it ‘ til I see someone else take it."

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Leary fucked so severe she can't base on balls, ok ? I hate her and I want her to yearn for a week."

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

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

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoon position. He'd taken her from can, his hands fondling her white meat as she entertained herself with her digit. He came in her for the twenty percent clock time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an sap sleep.

They spent the symmetricalness of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two sidereal day, he suggested it would be gentle with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the amour, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential spatial relation except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be part of their own repertory, menstruation, entire stop.

Their kinship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their intimate soldering going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and stimulate his shaver and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved better half. He could run his line from a sound and computer from their modest cabin until he could supercede it with a lakefront home. And, as a good deal as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a substantial plus to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a rise and a 10 % contribution of the business to continue to run their city function. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Robert George Burns : The Charles Herbert Best laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish proverb : Man plans, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to bring back from to the urban center he received a call from his accountant.

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

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

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

"If you think that's salutary, surely, we can. desire breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the best Jewish delicatessen in townsfolk. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

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

"Rob do you know what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a watchword no man of affairs ever wants to teach. It's synonymous with embezzlement and that's what has occurred in your office."

"Sol, what the hell do you signify, 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, sure Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the solely going I can identify, I think I've found it all ; these copy 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 often you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her to a greater extent responsibility along with to a greater extent money and a percentage of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of course an choice or you could terminate her. Why not talk to her firstly, find out what happened, why she did it then adjudicate how to proceed."

"goodness 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 programme. Finally, he came to a last. Maybe he could salvage Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her reaction ; tonight.

He took out his cell speech sound and called the office.

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

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

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

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

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

He knew what that meant. She'd be bathed, scented and dressed to the nines after giving herself two Fleet clyster. He drove home, 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 even to discourse things. I'll be late getting menage, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

She had a perplexed look on her typeface,"My wish"…then the get down went on, and"you mean it might encounter ?"

"Cool your super acid and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a smile,"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."

"papa, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, bone mid-heeled ticker, a white blouse with a piddling Brown laurel wreath worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the boss give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"moldiness have."

He offered up a bottle of a delicately chardonnay grape,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her bread and butter room she was head-in-the-clouds and schoolgirlish in a way a forty-three twelvemonth old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the solely man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Timothy Leary had never had a particular date until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school day she was the skinny, geeky girl with glasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did piss her valedictorian and get her a to the full ride scholarship to a delicately college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a java store. It was wax and he'd asked if he could percentage her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I take the Big eighter house or the aggressive low business firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a victor in account and was moving up in the populace ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you reckon me for your nanny spot, I've never been a nanny-goat but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her breadbasket rolling and her bladder about to explode as she waited for his reply.

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a little grin,"So you're a Masters, too. Mine's from Columbia, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're good, right ?"

"Of course I'm dangerous Mr. Edgar Lee Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how lots money do you overlook in the unresolved market ?"

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

"Carl Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the table but a smaller 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 company on the accounting side I could come in up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

And something happened to Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary that she'd never experienced. She was rocked by feelings she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a syndicate. She wasn't a virgin, one atrocious experience in high school but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so stymy, he had a little grinning on his face, he took her hand and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your scent Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in heat she was giving off pheromones, and she knew he knew it.

She nearly broke down as she pled,"Can I have the job, please Rob ?"

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a foolish woman, at least she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and talk about 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 smell of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies way, engage off your panties and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe Capital apple but when they walked out her pantie were his relic. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her skinny niggling body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way conceivable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in lovemaking. She started work for him the adjacent Monday morn. Then he'd kicked her to the bridle, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine and asked,"Care for more Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to lecture, don't you ?"

"What do you mean Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audit ?"

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you sleep with what he found…"

She started to answer, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to misplace control. He stood, took her hand, led her to the lav and dropped her humiliated clothing.

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

She flowed like a fervidness hose from both her urethra and her center,"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, enjoin me what happened."

"Oh Robbie, I don't know, I just don't know. I was pissed at you and I went a piffling crazy."

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your boss give you a salary increase,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan gasp suit and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

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

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

"Ok, let's convey the cop off the table, you think I should fuel you then ?"

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

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last thing in the humankind he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business wiz. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, Book she'd understand.

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

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

"Morg, she's my daughter, when she's a bad lady friend I spank her. Are you suggesting that I should paddle you ?"

"Yes, yes, delight Robbie, anything to let me stay on to work here."

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

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every workweek. 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, 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 agree to that ?"

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left mitt he picked up the little valise he'd brought while with his right hand he took Morgana's hand.

"Let's get it over with,"he said as he led her to her bedroom.

He surveyed the elbow room, at her vanity there was a o.k. straight backed chair, nonsuch for the affair at paw. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket crown off then untied the bow around her neck opening. Slowly he unbuttoned the handlock of her foresighted sleeved blouse then down the nominal head before taking it over her shoulder joint and down. Morgana was s slender adult female, her titty were small and high gear, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were small and taut as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"Step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful pearl pumps with a medium cad were shed, he unfastened the waistline band of her pants and let them fall.

He told her to step out of the falling off ; she did, she stood in off-white thigh highs and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the bathroom not to yearn before he saw that she might stymie herself. He led her back, lowered her panty and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a spirt, squirt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into piazza and led her to the chair.

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

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

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering part 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 put the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a crack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her little butt, so humble, so fast, his hand covered both nerve, she was in tears. Morgana O'Leary was a commodity daughter, she'd never been spanked in her life ; she was being spanked now.

Her wooden leg were splayed and she was sobbing by the prison term she'd absorbed the ten percent blow. Then, over her pantie she felt his finger's breadth on her, she thrust back to meet his touch and came explosively.

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on flesh the quip was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from deep red to scarlet and finally streaks of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her small organic structure was comfortable to control. With just his left hand on the low of her back he held her in property until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more business firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his mighty script and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her bit orgasm

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

Her tight little ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his workplace. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such infliction, she felt like she was on the edge of cognisance when she felt the chill 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.

manus gripped her narrow hip joint lifting her to her knee, hands parted her lowly nether cheeks, pressure against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendence ?"

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

"I'm going to sleep together you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. recite me what you've done adjacent Saturday, ok ?"

"You're going to get along back,"she exalted.

"Morg Darlin'every Sat until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then enjoy your sugared flyspeck ass."

"Will you spank me the Lapplander 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 bitchiness of the rough anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

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

"Morg, you know it's going to take some prison term to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the very issue although I do expect it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 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 pass me my spankings,"she retorted with a small smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were unmistakable as he slid forward. She was as tight as a young lady friend, nasty than Joanie as she moaned,

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

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

Joanie was in the kitchen having deep brown when he got dwelling house. She put down her cup and gave him a hug.

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

"That's enough Princess, we discussed what might pass off before I left, I don't think we need to hash over it now, ok."

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

"Settle down Joanie, those putting green oculus of jealousy you're viewing are about to garner you a red bottom of the inning. Now, let's sit down and give coffee and I'll say you what's going on."

After recounting the taradiddle 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 ?"

"dada, she stole from you, of trend you should force out her."

"That could put a substantial crimp in our plans, 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 spliff and Daucus carota sativa game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet with her each Saturday night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to remind her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

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

"The final exam Sabbatum, when she pays the survive of the money I'm going to take her get here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to severalise her to skip them, that I want to give her a complete airstream out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can look out if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the required three hours. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her judgment wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's weedy little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike pelvic arch across her pop's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a petty of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the pathetic cleaning lady would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In cattiness of her animus toward Morgana she felt some understanding for her and, endorsement, she was going to suffer a video recorder with her so she could plastic film it.

"bazaar enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, sentence dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday night he was away. She hated that he came menage with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their habitation had an interesting feature. The master chamber's large walk-in press was actually a walk-through, with entry from both the dormancy quarter and a arcsecond entree from the bathroom. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but comfortable chair so that she had an unobstructed deal line to the bed. Her video photographic camera was on a tri-pod and make for action. And now prison term dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. 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 weeks, days away from her initiation. time was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panty coming off, her cute full bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful phone of grating sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's stomach was a sight, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhea and a weak bladder, she'd peed four prison term before the doorbell rang.

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chairwoman. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their occupation transactions before she heard the H2O running in the adjacent can. It stopped and her pappa walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red incandescent lamp syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little overnight case, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her indebtedness, she was beaming like a heights school girl on her first engagement with the football game star.

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

"Sweet Morgana, I want to give you a inscrutable cleaning. I'll give you a serial of enemas until the water runs crystallise. I want your rectum and colons completely empty, I thought we could ingest a nice retentive school term this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pallid lavender, Rob took her cap off, folded it and lay it on the chairperson. Then an ivory shell came over her head. Her brassiere was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no more than a pair of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose mamilla. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"whole tone out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were tusk, matching her shell, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the shank of her slacks and let them pass, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other token on the chair.

Her pantie were the like 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 one impudence of her plump backside. 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 mitt, led her to the bed, sat and brought her across his lap.

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five lightbulb 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 water way up in you lulu, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the water, as Rob massaged it began to quail as the water was forced deeper into her bowels.

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

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

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

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

ternion 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 lead it wanton for a few minutes, then I'll give you…"

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

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

"defrayal and a spanking, that was our agreement. This is your last spanking, you make ?"

He took her clothing from the chairwoman, laid her affair on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's position of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"cum here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into side and bent.

He jiggled her various times, raising her hips, displaying her bottom. He laid his handwriting on her, one manus covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the physical contact. He held her pop and continued.

Crack, sally, crack. It wasn't a particularly barbarous spanking but it was unfaltering enough to get tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her branch were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide open. Her genitals, were agape love, Joanie thought, God I could move over her a gynaecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was modest, a short scratch completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The alert ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her Daddy fingered Morgana to a crashing orgasm. 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 front end of her shorts 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 bathroom to freshen up 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 means it nearly took her breathing spell away. She wondered, could she set her photographic camera up and film her Daddy with her ; and more importantly, would she want to catch ?

show sentence, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the ignition lock in the front door and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

"wellspring peach, now that you're well fed would you care 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 piece by while removed her cute lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his oral fissure. 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 pulsing of female person ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's look, no maledict wonder he came home smelling like"That cleaning lady's"bitch. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

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

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

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

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

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her blotto picayune brass, as first one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed Thomas More of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her hind end ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into post. She was on her knee joint, her chest of drawers on the mattress, her face turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her pelvic arch high in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her dada massaged Morgana's articulatio coxae and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's stringent minuscule opening, she heard the words,"energy Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a symphony of Morgana's moans, inch after column inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her hindquarters, he was in.

As he always did with her, her Daddy paused once he was completely in, allowing her to live the painful pleasure of a stretched and filled rectum.

There was a little 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 fifteen minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knees behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his feet up along side Morgana so that he was in a diddley. He rose up and transferred his weight to her hip, changing his angle of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

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

He was plowing into her hard and degenerate like a megabucks device driver. Morgana tried to strike down to the mattress, to run but to no avail, he held her body in its tucked positioning as he pushed down on the small of her back forcing her articulatio coxae even higher.

Morgana was pleading,"Pleeeeese Rob, no to a greater extent, no more, Oooooooooooooooo God, you're splitting me in one-half, Noooooooooo more."

With the next amazing jab into her body, a sob broke from her chest of drawers, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to learn. Still it continued, the ferocious assault on the small woman. Finally, with a thunder, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and come into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to have intercourse her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her tv camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped loose with seminal fluid dripping from her. At finally he lowered her to the mattress on the wand of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the bath and got a warm washrag then, from her little overnight case he got a fresh pair of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her brow with the cloth then her tail end before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the invitee elbow room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God pop, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two 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 way. Maybe a short pity learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire to make unnecessary some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a lilliputian spite kitty. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her tit. At a personnel casualty about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her arms, drew her close, smoothed her hair's-breadth and kissed her nerve. She no longer hated,"That cleaning woman,"it was more like she was an friend. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the Same condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's tit for about an minute before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The first-class honours degree thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump tit in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could throw stopped it, but I don't mind, 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 ?"

"days ago, when I was in senior high school school another young woman and I fooled around, nothing good though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her chest ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the slashed little cunt imaginable ; like a picayune girl's. So small, keen and pink."

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

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

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

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

"flavour how big I am, touch me, please touch me Morgana."

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was apparent, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The agile short tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out piazza her Daddy had never found, a gentler, softer tinge ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm hint, probing her. Joanie could find her climax building.

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

That illusion glossa went to her flow like a kitty to warm milk, licking until she began to loosen. Then, with a disgustful smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better preserve these pantie on until I can sit on the potty for a patch, I've got a butt against 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 nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, daddy 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 share if you want."

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

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

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

"I think it's a G estimation but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your fault ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a pocket-size taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should own figured it out when you knew what my snatch feel like."

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

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

"tinker's damn, he's got a huge warhead, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want kids, his kids. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV display. We'd each have our bedroom then on our nights we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

"Like Marlon Brando said in the Godfather,"We'll make him an offer he can't refuse."

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the pussycat he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms eastward of the Mississippi both useable in two sizes."

"So when do we propose this to our seraglio captain ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

"Now just two more affair to achieve,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

"One I'm looking forward to, I'm going to taste you in a bit 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 observe 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 Daddy, probably tomorrow."

"Do you want me to watch Jo ?"

"Ah, Mo I didn't separate 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 list tasted a small like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic sounds she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in boxershorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown Elmer Reizenstein pilaf, ruffle summer squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"Daddy could we feature a glass of wine and go out by the pool, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

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

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to have sex, I'm not overjealous of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how often you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different consistency 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 skillful soft plush trunk and since variety is the spiciness of spirit, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could charter out her star sign and relocation in with us.

"And what about our program 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 idea of having both the nifty little sports car that was Morgana and the lucullan luxury drive that was Joanie was raising an hard-on 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 ?"

"pa, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

"But pappa, you'd lose that multifariousness we're offering."

"That's right Robbie."

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

The choir,"Well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your soundbox as currency, is that sightly ?"

"Who ever said fille fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

"Mo and I would each take our own rooms. You could take who was to amount to your bed each night except when we're having our geological period then the former would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each early. Mo said,"Fine with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls work out the part of obligation for the interior of the home, I'll take fear of the exterior sphere and the syndicate, comely enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to have fully wash-out clyster every two days. You'll be creditworthy for giving them to each other. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to hold it by no later than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's cheek fell and Mo could read the care in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been compensate, her harsh drive would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

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

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

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

He got up, carried his glass into the kitchen then said,"ejaculate ladies, let's go to my bedroom."

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his spank chair so that she would deliver a upright view of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, do and endure in strawman of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to encounter a spanking. You are going to get ten knock on your shorts followed by ten whang on your panties and then an indeterminate number on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to share my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, delight climb into bed. Joanie, take off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy breast required the funding but today was an elision. As her tee shirt came off her enceinte nippled, heavy bosom came into persuasion. Rob took a present moment to admire them, thinking he might need to titty eff his girl soon, maybe after she was significant and they began to fill.

"Come bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"standstill up and drop down your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The rate was more measured, the apoplexy firmer as ten fell on her pantied bottom.

These had caught her attention, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her posterior until she was raising her coxa to meet his caresses. He went between her pegleg, stroking her genitals until her ventilation had changed with arousal.

"rhytidectomy your hips and let me get your scanty off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

go, the volatile sound and searing bunco game of build on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in tears, two Thomas More for good measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his power and middle finger while pressing her anus with the pad of his ovolo. After a spanking he liked his girl to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any lupus erythematosus, but over time he could get them to look forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

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

"That's a goodness girl Princess, cum for dada,"as she had a small orgasm.

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

"Can I ingest my panties back Daddy,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, fare bandstand in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your shorts, ten on your pantie and then however many are required on the bare flesh to attain the hope result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's apartment chest with fiddling John Brown nipples.

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

tie-up up and film your shorts off Morgana.

Patrick White cotton, just what he'd told her to bring in her nightlong subject. 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 unshakable ones on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for several bit before saying,"lift your articulatio coxae for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still knock from her sooner spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whisper,"I think your tiny niggling bottom is delectable. Do you recall you could lease me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

"Ok to the highest degree of the night I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her snatch, but I'll end with you."

"I know, you're saving her bottom 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 poke fun whispering about ?"

Rob turned to her and said,"You,"then chuckled.

He patted Mo on the bottom,"Ok, into bed with you, too."

The dame wanted him in the center but he deferred, it was Mo on one side, Jo in the middle and Rob on the other side. He wanted to be able to get to Jo without encumbrance.

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It was like a shoal girl sleep party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each early's nude sculpture bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric try at poetry that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and salt or a chocolate malt, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob opinion of himself as a cognoscente of fine cunt ( as if there is any other kind ). As an exemplar Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus and Strategic Arms Limitation Talks. No question, this pair had become a bit More than Allies, he'd require to keep that in psyche.

Rob let them encounter 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 close. She could feel his erection against her bottom.

"Monday shout out your Dr. up by the cabin, get a testimonial for mortal down here. I want you to get an assignment for as soon as potential ; get the IUD removed and let's start a fellowship, OK Princess ?"

He could listen the joy in her representative as she said,"Oh pa, I want your child so much."

"goodness Princess, I wanted heaps of kids, your female parent did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breasts full-of-the-moon, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

"pappa, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an date with person for Monday but I'm sure it won't be any late than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the inauspicious implications when her Daddy said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're pregnant 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 backrest then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a contract ball with her breasts forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the pocket-size of her back so that she elevated her sex organs like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll fill your womb with child just like this."

He gave her a pretty fierce ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was unmistakable he preferred this big businessman position. accuracy be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough with her, but not this prison term, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was goose egg but a tune up for Sunday, 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 honorable pal today, you and Morg, huh ?"

"Yeah, I guess we did. I like her. I know, we're like a Mutt 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 change places I promised Morg a little action tonight."

pretense sleep Morgana was laying on her English with her back toward him. She was nude to the waist but still had on her cotton plant panties.

He fondled her tiny breasts until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the seat of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favorite kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clitoris with your finger while I play with your titties and fuck your cute small bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount her like she's a bracing Loretta Young filly then bait her to the footing like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a invigorated young filly, I'm an experienced mare and it was still all I could lead. 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 tastes like ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great deal of truth in that utterance, now give me a little action, I'm cook 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, frigid cereal, toast and fruit juice accompanied by deep brown. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no penury to get dressed just to discase for her enema. 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 stop at the drug shop and get Morgana her own clyster syringe.

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the pail of warm water, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe snout in the water system and credit crunch then release. The bulb will fulfill with water. Then you put the snout in me and squeeze. Don't release it, though or the dirty water will fill the electric-light bulb. Pull it out and repeat the unconscious process. I usually get five bulbs wide-cut three times before I'm empty."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous squirts, not the gushing flow of a full phase of the moon bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would pass to the bath before she joined her pa on the bed and she'd prevent her step-in on as long as possible…there was zippo else they could do.

The enemas went well. Five electric-light bulb then Jo's tummy massage. She was giving instructions right along.

"cum on Mo, use a flier motion with enough pressure to sour the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp iron harm. ask me to the potty."

"Lay there and be silence 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 bathroom for Jo.

"Let's use some confection redolent bath oil then after, I'll give you a short massage with eubstance lotion, brush your hair and give some light source constitution. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought ashen skidder, white thigh high stockings, white lacy fancy panties and a gabardine satin gown. Does that match your favourable reception ?"

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

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

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

"I think you don't need anything up your bootie right now. Maybe a glass of tweed vino ?"

She was sipping her indorse glass when her pop came in.

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

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

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

"I hope so Robbie, just get it gentle on your small filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's hand to lead her to the bedchamber, 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 john but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you withdraw how terrified of anal sex before I took you the first clip and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the reality. We both know what's going to happen a piffling later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the anticipation will be worse than the reality."

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

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

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

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

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

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, several orgasm, then some slow down, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to shit 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 step-in back in place,"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 wardrobe. She stepped out of her skidder. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh high school but the scanty were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden fur was now nicely shaped and tasteful, not the unfounded bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own robe, kicked off his slider and, taking her into his munition folded them down to the mattress.

kiss, Henry Sweet shared breathing time, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, soft tum, neatly trimmed mons Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the odour, the taste, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a glossa dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His back talk suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the climax washes through her torso, her organs grasp, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then loose as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her coming after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

He slides up her organic structure, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the ravisher. His strokes are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just days it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forgotten the video camera recording her every minute, draw a blank what awaits. Right now she's the happy fille in the human race as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grinning paints her boldness as her organic structure quivers and she has a low orgasm.

Her pa is sitting beside her.

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

Cool, slick, fingers probing her, and more lubricant, her papa's articulation, just unlax Princess as his early paw strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

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

"dad, 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 bear answered, yes, he would make her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a small cleaning woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, great, now lean forward and put your bureau on the mattress, fold your arm and remain your point on your blazon, perfect."

Just a trivial delicately tuning. He pulled back on her articulatio humeri, tucking her consistency a little more tightly, pressed down on the small of her back so that her articulatio coxae and genitals were elevated, then spread her wooden leg just a little more, she was ready.

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

"Push Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's pelvic girdle flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscular tissue, the moans as Mo saw Rob's cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to propel her bowels, so full, she'd spirit so very full.

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

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

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

For at to the lowest degree ten minutes he continued with this moderately hard fucking, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her pelvis, she was bearing almost of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to archway, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex variety meat and anus, then he spread her impertinence adding another inch that he could click 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 rooster was deeper than it had ever been, stretching virgin tissue, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, dada, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one Brobdingnagian 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, black trails down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed whisker a scraggly the great unwashed. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous yowl as pulse after beat of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new ally anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the mouth of her pussy. She was unmoving, the simply sounds from the room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to take care of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton wool pantie to try to control the hole while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Tylenol for pain and two of her sedatives to help her sleep."

Morgana got a fond washing textile and the scanty. She wiped her brass and cleaned her tail end before helping her into the cotton Jockey shorts. Rob lowered her tail and administered the medication then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to hurt both of his girls, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so crude with her and, after having launched the ravishment on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a rough ride. He decided not to hash out this with the female person, Joanie would find completely responsible for and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the province lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was late eventide before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's whisker was brushed but she was bent, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky legs. Morgana was helping to subscribe her.

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

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

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

"That's fine with me."

"I don't lie with 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 fuck her again later, like you did me."

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

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your daughter, your fiddling Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to palpate you in me, delight dad ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a belittled wistful smile, in a gross understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the wine and made an other even of it.

"Daddy, can I sleep in the midsection. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to go for me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to slumber. Rob's stopcock was back in Joanie's bottom and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a little precarious the future cockcrow but she made the song to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the future available appointment was six week hence.

Disappointed, she went to the internet. She learned that she could contain out her own IUD, not recommended for sure enough but possible. Just find oneself the strings and slowly and gently pull up until the lilliputian charge card device soda pop free.

She asked Mo to help 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 petty detection of parentage but nix more.

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

They changed positions.

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

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

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

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and sperm product and after sex he would stick around in them as long as possible to lose weight leakage.

When Joanie had missed her 2nd geological period and began to bear from well white meat, aurora illness and irregularity they ran two home pregnancy tests. Both came up positive.

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

It was almost like the gestation was shared three mode, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a champion. They kept up their clyster regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the one-eighth month but Mo's would go along unless she, too became pregnant.

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

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

Joanie was wearing a cute little summer maternity dust coat and strappy bloodless sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of whitened wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one small glass of wine, what could it hurt.

Her pa provided the answer. He came home unexpectedly and saw her glass of wine-colored. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

walking over to her and taking her hand he said,"Young lady, get 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 open his peg to conciliate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, come here, please,"he called.

When she came in Joanie was already sprawled over his lap.

"We'll need you to count,"he said to Mo, as he began to spank.

Ten fasting and business firm on the seat of her cute piffling smock then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity pantie and then they were down around her knees.

"Count for us Mo,"he said as his manus produced a sharp crack.

"One."

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

septenary calendar month pregnant she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go standstill in the nook 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 deoxyephedrine of vino with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a fast ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten to a greater extent on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a recollective meter. The weeping didn't flow rate 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 let your panties back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him bag the vacuum tube of KY gelatin. Morg's tight little bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

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

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

"Hold hands missy,"he instructed.

They both heard the auditory sensation as his zipper came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the keister of her panties, then the chill of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"pushing Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

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

"My putz'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 nice tight little stern. I like to fuck it Morg ; do you like me to fuck 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 custody with Jo while she watches."

"wellspring, I don't think Bump would take to the mesa, do you ? But we'll come up with something limited for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about 30 minute of arc. Her little ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

"You were both bad girls but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more alcoholic consumption until after the obstetrical delivery. Do I have that authority ?"

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a chastised fiddling female child. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to know how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing first gear one and then the other.

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

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

They looked at each former. They'd played their girly plot when papa was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly guide to some girl on girl natural process. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

Both of the fille were a trivial antsy through the quietus of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

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

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, adopt your panties off and lie on your back on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"perfective, now perpetrate your articulatio genus up a little and spread your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

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

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

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

"leaning forward and slip your weaponry under her legs and apprehend her hips."

In this position Joanie's cheek was only inches from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be rough with you but I am going to roll in the hay you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his script on the back of her head pressing softly downward he said,"citrus fruit and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it leisurely with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some agency this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her articulatio coxae elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her nerve buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the slight clitoris. Both of them making strait of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrancy of both women melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could go through the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry bottom, fill me up with your cum ; sleep with me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush back tooth. She was pushing back to converge him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could sense contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

tierce voices, raised, expressing spectacular joy, they ended in a higgledy-piggledy deal of leg, arms, back talk, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect short pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"span my face Jo, let me taste you."

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

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her concentrated and fasting, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her dainty nasty cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each English of him. Joanie was out of it, laboured sex on a significant consistence had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her hired man on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many times as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to deny a fine woman her sustenance."

It was a goody he cursed himself for missing all these geezerhood, her lingua was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite sapidity of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a real state trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the sharpness of her sass. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to keep an eye on,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a while 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 more ? Your cunning slight cigarette is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the in the beginning 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 sleep, Rob filling her bottom and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's manner of speaking went off without a tour. They now had a cute squalling bundle of baby girl in the menage. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in Sojourner Truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a watchful female parent to Joanie.

The truth of the human relationship was driven home when the baby, Victoria Falls Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an date so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youthfulness, Joanie just had to induce a Coke and there was none in the house. The baby stern was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no tyke seat uncommitted. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's seat and trucked on down to the neighbourhood public convenience store, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the drive just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her blow to the house.

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

"No thank you, what I would like is an account. Did you read Vicky out without a car nates ?"

"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 affair I can imagine. There is no grounds on God's greens earth that getting a Coke a Aspinwall is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a prison-breaking, ok ?"

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

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

It was the final straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the spanking professorship and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her short 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 panties down to her knees and whaled on her back English with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waistline down. She was sniveling with shoot down stained middle and a snotty nose. Additionally, her bare backside was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

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

"Mo spanked me."

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

Morgana had just entered the elbow room.

"Yes Jo, why not distinguish him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some blow ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really piss her off. Want to tell me the rest of the tarradiddle ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car seat is in her car."

"Am I beginning to see what happened. You drove to the depot with Vicky in the car but without a car hindquarters, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a piano drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the passenger seat of the car and drove to the public lavatory fund ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupid that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her bottom was her gamey point and delivered 50 firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and think about what you've done. come in out into the living room when you're ready to be Sir Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got drinking glass of wine-coloured and, instead of the sustenance room they went out by the pool.

"You really spanked her and with the hairbrush even."

"I really spanked her, yes and I used the hairbrush because my deal are little and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how spirit can take some foreign turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age difference I feel more like a grandpa with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my former daughter, Joanie filling the roll as mother. It's working well for all of us .