Abby ( 1 )

"ejaculate on Abby,"daddy said,"he will be back in a month."

With a net look at the ferrying I turned away from the dock and followed daddy back to the car. I had just seen my hubby of six month get on a ferry to Anatole France where he would lead off his new job as a bio mechanic. Whatever that was.

Mike and I had known each other since too soon school but it had only ever been a cursory affair. When mommy died last yr I just seemed to turn a loss it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their upbringing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any agnate or maternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pubs and drink, not too much but plenty to blind my sagaciousness to one of the pupil who took advantage adequate to take away my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to realise that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

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

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

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

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

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

I was shocked but nerve impulse turned my gaze in the focussing daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a young guy in his mid twenties. By his blue jean and leather jacket crown he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went vivid red and turned away sharply.

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

"more than saphead you then"Daddy said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The subject of the young man was dropped but I couldn't help thinking about what dad had said and, if I'm honest, I did have the occasional look to see if he was still looking in my direction. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. pop and I talked casually about nothing in particular proposition as we ate our intellectual nourishment and then continued on our way home.

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

"Ok sweetie."dad said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my gown, which buttoned all the way up to my neck and came well below my knees, then donned my dressing nightie. As I put the kettleful on daddy went up for his shower. Coming back down ten minutes later in his pyjamas, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

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

"Don't be silly."Daddy smiled,"What's the matter ?"

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my head, too stymie to say anything."Would you wish me to sit with you for a while ?"Daddy said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to burst out laughing.

"Would you take care ? Just boulder clay I fall asleep."

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

I got into bed and a instant later daddy came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my binding to him taking comfort in the strait of his breathing. As I started to slow down my judgment drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if daddy was right. Not that it mattered of course of instruction because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to log Z's my brain wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder joint ? His hand vagabondage over my breasts sending tingles all over my eubstance. His hot candy kiss continued down, down and lower cashbox he was gently kissing between my legs. My vagina hungry for more I spread my legs for him as his spit flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my torso was like an electric automobile shock every time his natural language brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shocks got unassailable I started to arch my pelvis towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot place. All the while his hands were playing with my teat, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my bridge player on his headspring and ran my fingers through his hair.

The feeling in my stomach was like nothing I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to snog my navel, my nipples and then my sass I responded. I could feel his erection knocking at the threshold of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a sharp breather as it all felt so literal. As he slid his full distance inside me I let out that breath and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The opinion in my venter was growing, getting solid and stronger until I knew it was just going to burst right through my body. That awesome maven rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my pharynx my eyes flew open.

In total confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to thrust into me, smiling as he did so. The coming didn't stop one little bit and as it exploded from my dead body I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms snipe his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for capital insight. My back arched in that prospicient desperate cry of shocking pleasure. As daddy thrust faster and harder so did I. dad let out a pharyngeal consonant hissing sound as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his daddy cum spout into his little girl. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't hold on my orgasm from doubling in loudness at the flavor of that liquid shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My climax drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to sleep. Thinking of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden picnic."Come on sleepy principal it's ten o'clock."Daddy said.

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a ambition. Realising that I was naked pushed that idea right out of my head. I grabbed for the bed clothing to traverse my body.

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

I was totally lost for words. Not only was my father admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt honk. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the opinion. Still trying to continue myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my stomach churn. pop sat down in the armchair that we kept next to the Brobdingnagian sliding door that led to a balcony where you could calculate out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

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

I thought about that for a instant and if I was being dependable with myself he was probably redress.

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

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

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

"I knew when I woke this morning that I would experience no regrets. I thoroughly enjoyed you last nighttime and, unless you say no, or tell me to barricade, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your dress ?"

"pardon ?"I said confused at the alteration in subject.

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

I had learnt at a very betimes age when daddy said do something you did it without question. I grabbed my things and followed him out the room access. We travelled for almost an hour in silence and for the next two hours daddy took me from depot to lay in buying dress I would never dream of buying. Ignoring any protests from me. The live on shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a Danton True Young girl who took my hired man and led me into a cubicle in the back of the shop.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was calm by the clip we got home. I put the shopping old bag on the settee and put the burnt umber on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."seed here."He said

Without thinking I did as he asked and stood in nominal head of him."Take your dress off."

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by the hair's-breadth. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every char's job to be available to her man. It is every daughter's job to make her father happy and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without question. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. Take your apparel off."

With shaking handwriting I stripped. Naked I tried to continue my body."support your arms at your slope and have got your head up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my back over my buttocks to my hips. Then over my stomach and up to my breasts. Every in of my body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that topographic point between my peg. I shut my center and did everything I could to fight the intuitive feeling of foreplay. By the time his hand reached that triangle I was shaking, and to my total embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved round to the front man and sat down. Running his bridge player over the tranquil peel of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his digit over the engorged sassing I let out a groan of pleasance."Like it or not,"he said,"Your physical structure is made for delight, both to give and receive. You have a courteous tight behind and your bosom are large and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the principle. While I am here you will never wear panty or a bra, and will only wear the clothes we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old apparel again when Mike is at home. Is that understood ?"All the sentence he had been running his digit over my swollen kitty, now he slid a finger in.

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

"Good. I suggest you keep your new clothes in the small room and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger inside me. His quarter round was working on my clitoris as he thrust his digit inside me. He was fucking me with his manus and I was totally lost to the rising climax. It was as though last nighttime had broken the dam and sensations ran through my body like flowing water. He knew how close I was. I couldn't hide it as moans escaped my lips and my soundbox swayed. Then, just as I was on the very border, he stopped. I almost cried.

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

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

"out-of-doors your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that dada would be angry so slowly I took that cock into my mouth. Again pappa instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my backtalk till I almost choked."breathing spell around it. hint through your nose."

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

It did get prosperous but my throat would be sore for years after. I sensed a change after a while. The gustatory perception of his juice was different and he started to thrust up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my forefront up and looked into my eyes. His cock was just inside my mouth as he shot his seed into it. My eyes showed shock. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting putz deep into my throat. The gustatory modality of ejaculate was unknown. A assortment of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have very much choice but to withdraw most of it but some ran out of my mouth and onto my chin. I felt his body completely relax. I lay my head on his leg, his dick still in my mouth till it was flaccid enough to fall down out. He patted me on the head."fountainhead done my miss. Well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few minutes daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my stage over one arm while my head word rested on the early. He pulled my leg up and with a wicked smile buried his face between my stage. The onrush of his tongue on my clit brought me straight back to the bound of climax. My manus went to his head and urged him on to greater feat. My coming flew up from between my ramification and out of my sass in a long wailing cry of rapture. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

pa pulled my branch up and made me go for them up with my custody. I was almost set two-fold. I could see his cock, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my kitty-cat sassing. I knew, now was the time to choose. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a import. I looked him in the face, my breathing erratic from the continued coming,"ass me daddy. pee-pee me yours."I whispered.

A strange looking of triumph crossed his face as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me severely. My orgasm flew back to life story and I was once again lost in it. I felt something skirmish my rectum. The juices from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that sour cakehole it went in easily. I was, never the LE, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another digit joined and wormed its way around in lot. The whole aggregate feelings drove me almost to insanity. Right till the moment pop pulled his cock out of my cunt and brushed it at the muddle of my stern. My oculus flew open. So wide-cut it hurt. papa waited for a arcsecond and when I didn't say anything his throbbing dick slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The pain was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my twat was still going through. Slowly pappa pushed More and Thomas More of that hard member into my rump until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his piddling girls bum hole while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to throb in rhythm to his penetration and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the impossible happened. I orgasmed from my stopcock filled rectum. Mixed with my still throbbing orgasmic pussy I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as dada filled my bum hole with his second load I blacked out.

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

I can't say I felt happy, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better word. Like I had finally achieved something, intimate satisfaction if nothing else. I now knew for certain that my coming last Nox was without uncertainty my first and that Mike would never be able-bodied to live up to me sexually in the way daddy had. For a start his cock was a lot smaller than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was awry. I also knew that I would not be able-bodied to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The sound made me start."How long was I asleep ?"

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

"Ok."I said

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

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

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

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a thin gabardine low cut top and a very brusque black flared doll with open toed heels. As I looked in the full moon length mirror I had a mixture of strange touch. The woman reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my face and even my stage but everything in between was someone else. soul who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally throw disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A strumpet. I hated that thought but was also excited inside because I knew it would create dada happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

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

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

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

Over the next few days that fear and disgrace would almost completely disappear. Daddy used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamina. He taught me how to take the air and attract the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever potential and even made me take the air around on my own in township or along the stroll so he could watch me from a aloofness. I have to admit I was turning heads and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more get than I could ever stargaze of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my wooden leg spread encompassing open fingering myself to an coming while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my face or over my bosom. My linguistic process had deteriorated to daddy's level as well. But as I waved bye-bye to him, his seminal fluid dribbling down my ramification, any authority I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The house was empty, lull. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some relief but most of all I just felt alone.

The juice running down my leg brought me back to life. I went for a exhibitioner and put on a push down dress. This was the one elision daddy had made from my old press as long as I only did three push up. I chose the three buttons and he made me cut the rest off. Now the dresses were low enough to render off my breasts and split enough up the front to almost shew off everything else, but for working around the house they were expert than my new clothes and a sightly compromise dad had said.

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

When I woke in the morning I decided to wash away as much of the last few years as possible by washing the bedding. While the washing automobile did its work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather condition was nice took the bed clothing out the side door to string up it on the line to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Robertson was standing at his side doorway puffing on a coffin nail as usual. With his right mitt in his pocket. I had seen him several times before but only now did I realise what his right hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his paw running along his erection and the longer I stood the larger that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to make a concert campaign to make my legs move. I walked to the clothes dividing line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the picture of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my firmly not to depend at his hand and failing miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to look at him. I closed the door and put my back to it as I steadied my breathing. Thankfully the glass was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a sinewy consequence I don't know but I could sense my slit getting wet. He was in all fashion a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me shiver all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing puss. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my optic, and allowed my fingers to run down my torso, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing Triangulum between my legs. I pictured dada playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my navel, and on down to my button. I spread my ramification wider to cave in him better access. I moaned with pleasure as his clapper did its study. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could find my sexual climax rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My eyes flew undefendable to detect Rosco with his glossa avidly licking at the succus flowing from my throbbing gob. I have to hold I hesitated. So nigh to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising want. But no. Not like this. This was just too perverse. I spun round and dropped to my knees putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next moment I felt a thud on my book binding as Rosco's front mitt pushed me forward. His back peg now between my leg I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a spurring at my kitty and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disapproval at my gesture and the next thing I knew his erect cock was inside my throbbing hole."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to abide up.

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

Then I felt something bigger than his erecting pushing at my bitch hole. I could find the huge size of it and was terrified it would charge me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got vainglorious and boastful. That knot was now crushing my button driving me finally over the boundary into a immense orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my Mary Jane went further and further away until I was completely lost in a episode of rapid fire orgasmic cramp.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his conceited balls like water from a tap I could feel it hitting my insides bang bang smash till finally he slowed down and came to a stop, his come running freely from my pussy and down my wooden leg. His cock was still inside me and each sentence he tried to pull out of my sopping hole he sent me off on yet another coming. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his corner. I fell to the floor, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for geezerhood curled up in a ball on the settee. My last opinion before I fell into a restless quietus was"Oh daddy. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a beginning and it took me a moment or so to actualize the sound was ringing."Hello."I said, still half asleep.

"How's my fiddling girl ?"

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

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

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

"good fille. Now when is mike due habitation ?"

"Err about three weeks time."I said a little confused."Why ?"

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

"Ok dada I will let you know."

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

Once again I felt the mess sticking to my legs and frock so decided to adopt a bath, and maybe try and sort my head out.

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the rut on my strained muscles and bruised cunt. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few days I just got more confused.

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

But Rosco fucking me was a different affair completely. Or was it. While my point said it was foul and wrong. I couldn't deny the right coming he had given me. And I also had to allow that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not a lot dissimilar to my founder using me as his harlot. Just more than and more confusing.

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

I woke up with a starting line. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a gyre of smack."Shit."I said"My washing is still out."

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

1 ) It was already raining, only lightly but raining non the to a lesser extent

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

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

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

Even though my promontory screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angrier at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another scissure of thunder woke me out of my haze and the paradise opened up. A pelter of rain fell down on me. I took a stride towards the washables and then back again, knowing it was too late. I glared at Mr Oscar Palmer Robertson, standing in his threshold decent and dry with his erection in his hand.

wrath has always been a problem for me. It makes me unregenerate. I make rash decisions. This time was no ameliorate. It was his fault my washing was soaked. It was his demerit I was soaked. I stood in front end of him, no to a greater extent than four feet away as he stroked that fat prick of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my legs slightly and put my hands on my hips, which of trend caused the hem of the top to open up and put my pussycat on full display. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

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

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

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

I was trembling. I wanted to shout"Get off me. You repulsive little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat turncock brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said nothing, in fact I wanted to advertise back onto him but I wouldn't give him that atonement. He rammed that firmly fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in wild instant climax. He didn't forethought he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, vicious and hard.

His hands came round now and he grabbed both my nipples and pinched them as hard as he could and the electrical cushion joined with all those other flavour pouring out of my screaming pussy. My pegleg turned to jelly, unable to support myself. Every time he rammed into me he lifted me off the floor and then I came down and then back up again. My kitty-cat was spread as panoptic as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag doll unable to control my body in any way.

He made no speech sound. Not even when he finally shot his spunk into me. Spurt after spurt of it till it ran down my legs. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless orgasm I slid down the tumble drier to the level, facing him. That fat dick still throbbing in front of my look. He brushed it against my lips and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my brass. Banging my head back against the drier, dazing me. I managed eventually to hold back my headway still and just let him face fuck me. He rammed that monster in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his turncock deep in my throat it was impossible to swallow it all and I choked. The ejaculate had no former way out but through my nose. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my pussy mouth and horn in, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to bear up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the lounge where I once again collapsed on the floor. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his cock was in me. As rearing as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this sign of the zodiac. Getting his own back on me for last night. Igniting my orgasm once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so light. I just lay my heading on the floor and let him take his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful climax. This time there was no trouble getting his knot in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every ounce of my dog's semen into my kick kitty-cat hole. The concluding thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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