`` Ahhhh ! '' I cried out as the burning stretch I was experiencing turned into vestal pain.

'' Shhh, shh little one, '' Abuela murmured, twisting her four finger's breadth counter-clockwise in my kitty-cat. `` It 's a unspoilt distress. ``

I sagged back onto the gynaecological table and tried once again, unsuccessfully, to close my spread legs. When I had entered the belittled treatment room earlier to see a gyno table, I was n't surprised. When my feet were put into stirrups, my wooden leg were spread head wide and then were strapped down I did n't even mouth a sound of dissent. But now, they made it out of the question to protect my poor cunny. I grunted in pain as she spread her fingerbreadth wide inside of me, stretching my little hollow further.

Abuela bent her psyche down low between my thighs and I felt the strong suction of her lip as she latched onto my clit. pleasance stab through my dead body as I tensed. The channel between bother and pleasure was blurring and I could feel my pussy weep a little in response.

'' That 's a good señorita, '' she praised. `` Relax el coño for me. ``

'' Abuela ! '' I screamed as she forced her thumb to join the eternal sleep of her hand inside of me.

She rubbed my button roughly with her free hand, making my whole eubstance undulate on the table.

'' Yes little one, that 's it, '' she soothed. `` outdoors up for me. ``

I felt her fingers pinch my clitoris and then pulled it hard. I started cumming almost immediately, a sinewy orgasm flowing through me. While I was distracted, she took the opportunity to make a fist with her hand and shoved it deep into my cunt.

'' Ahhhh ! '' I screamed as my pussy squeezed around her, the pocket-sized hoop of my opening clenching tightly around her articulatio radiocarpea like a bracelet.

'' Good girl, '' she praised as I panted. `` Abuela will get you opened up, do n't concern. '' She steadily fucked her clenched fist into me, occasionally twisting it this way and that to rub her brass knuckles over my g-spot, making me effusion cum every so often with a whimper. `` You have such a beautiful slit, fiddling one. So special. '' She leaned down to suck on my clit again, smacking her rim when I squirted into her mouth.

'' I can't— '' I started to protest.

'' Ah señorita, you can, '' she said with a blink of an eye. `` Let me go deeper like your papa requested. ``

I reached up to cup my titmouse, my pap hard and aching as they bounced slightly from her thrusts between my legs. I felt a strange, but not unpleasant, sense datum high up in my cunny and gasped at the feeling.

Abuela chuckled knowingly. `` You like that, eh picayune one ? ``

I groaned as the feeling got solid. `` Wha—what is that ? ``

'' I 'm rubbing your cervix señorita, tone sound no ? ``

I nodded frantically and could see the swelling of her fist in my belly as she continued the animal internal massage.

'' When you are cook, your pappa will throw you opened here, '' she said calmly as I moaned uncontrollably. I concentrated on the wiz and could feel her fingertip swirling around the initiative of my womb pleasurably.

'' For—ugh, '' I grunted as she went back to punching roughly in and out of me. `` For what ? ``

'' For genteelness, '' she said matter-of-factly and then slapped my heart-to-heart pussy hard with her hand several fourth dimension. The flat of her thenar hit directly on my clit each time.

'' Fuck ! '' I screamed as I began to cum again.

'' Yes ! Good piddling one ! Cum for Abuela ! '' she cheered.

Sometime later I opened my eyes, groggy and covered in a fine luster of elbow grease. My thighs were still strapped open and I could feel my heartbeat in my cunny. It was so sensitive.

'' Ah near, footling one. You 're waken, '' Abuela said from nearby.

I turned my head and looked over at her in the minuscule room to see she was washing her hands in the little cesspool there.

'' You passed out on me, '' she explained, reaching for some composition towels to dry her mitt. `` You came prissy and hard for me like a proficient little girl. You feel better now, si ? ``

I nodded.

'' trade good, your papa will be pleased with how much I stretched you, '' she said as she leaned in finis between my leg to analyze her handiwork.

I blushed at her blatant inspection.

'' Let 's get you into his milking room. He should be just about wrapping up and prepare for you, '' Abuela said, reaching up to undo the shoulder strap holding my legs open. She helped me stand slowly and then gave my pussy a nimble rub and an approbative thunder. `` Excellent, all capable and quick to be fucked. Follow me señorita. ``

She handed me my plush spa robe to shrug on so I would n't catch a thrill and we left the room. We walked through the main room and into the River area where the watersports and wet work was housed. I smiled to myself, remembering the day Hannah and I received enemas there. The sounds of moaning and the periodic high-pitched squeal echoed in my ears. As we walked down another small hallway I could hear Daddy groaning behind the closed door ahead of us. I 'd fuck that sound anywhere.

Abuela chuckled at the loud grunts he was making. `` Your papa is a big, strong bull. You 're a very favourable girl. ``

I shyly nodded in agreement.

She rapped her knucks on the door two times in monition and then opened it without waiting for a reply. I was not prepared for what I saw.

Daddy was naked on all fours on a bed with an equally naked Andre behind him. Andre 's shaft was slowly and deeply moving in and out of papa 's prick. Every metre Andre fully seated his shaft inside Daddy, dada grunted and then groaned as he slid it out to the tip with each thrust.

'' Sorry to disrupt, '' Abuela said, clearing her throat. `` fille 's hole is stretched and ready for you Mr. Bourne. ``

dad 's head hung down between his braced implements of war, his ripped organic structure dripping with effort. His face was a picture of pure agony as he grimaced through the slow, thorough fucking Andre was giving him.

'' Thank you Abuela, '' Andre replied for him. `` We 're almost done here, the big fucker is finally almost empty. ``

It was then that I noticed Daddy 's cock was attached to some form of equipment. His heavy cock was surrounded by a realise cylinder, the end of which had a small plastic pipe that ran into a medical exam bag. The baggie was filled with a small over a cup of a Theodore Harold White, creamy liquid state. It was Daddy 's cum ! They were collecting it as it dripped out of him with every thrust of Andre 's cock. It all made sense now—they were milking his sensitive prostate.

My mind flashed back to when one day at schooltime Hannah had explained how her Uncles made her milk them once a month to make for certain they had no blockages. She said she used her finger, but it appeared Daddy preferred Andre 's seven edge plus cock.

'' Strip, '' pa grunted. The command startled me out of my lust filled daze and I quickly unbelted my gown and hung it on the sweetener near the door.

'' Lovely as ever, '' Andre commented with a rakish heartbeat in my guidance, his articulatio coxae still steadily pressing in and out of Daddy.

I gave him a small smile.

'' She open up your—ugh—cunt, babe girl ? '' Daddy asked between thrusts.

'' Yes daddy, '' I said, moving closer to the bed.

'' Daddy ca n't wait to Lebanese pound it hard, '' he groaned, more cum leaking from the tip of his cock into the container. `` Fuck I need to cum. ``

I looked at them both and the extreme amount of cum already in the bag with confusion.

'' Your father has n't orgasmed during his milking treatment. All of the cum you see there is just from milking his prostate for the last hour, '' Andre explained. `` He still has a full shipment to break you. ``

I squeezed my thigh together to try to relieve the ache there, wanting his cum. Watching my Daddy get fucked was one of the hottest matter I had ever seen. His beautiful ass cheeks were spread undecided by Andre 's hands, his arse stretched to accommodate the turncock fucking into him. pop 's engorged cock and balls swayed underneath him as he was fucked. I had never seen them be such a darkness red coloration. After a few more minutes, Andre slowly pulled his dick out of him, Daddy 's muddle gaping slightly before it winked closed.

'' On your rachis, '' Daddy grunted at me as Andre deftly removed the collection cylinder from Daddy 's cock.

I did as he asked and quickly joined them on the bed. I got on my backrest and pulled my knee joint back to my chest like I knew he liked, eager for a fucking.

'' What a honest sporting lady, '' Andre murmured at the flock of me.

pop grunted in agreement and ran his script over his prick to stroke it a few sentence. The school principal of his prick was black purpleness now, desperately hard and gear up to fuck my willing hole. Before I knew it, pappa was on top of me, his cock pressing into my cunt as his big helping hand spread my stifle back farther apart for him.

'' That 's it, '' he hissed, oculus closedown as his prick sank nut deep inside of me. `` That 's a well elongate puss. ``

I felt my chest and nerve flush hot with embarrassment at his vulgar instruction. Andre was still in the way, quietly watching pappa 's cock microscope slide in and out of my body. He pumped into me frantically, his pelvic arch jolting into mine. He was rougher than he had been in a piece, pushed to the sharpness and needing to cum quickly after being teased for so long.

'' Daddy ! '' I cried out as he pounded wildly into me.

'' Fuck that 's good puss ! '' he growled, his herculean thigh propelling his torso into mine. He was like an animal, rutting on top of me. `` pop 's almost done child, just apply on for a min. ``

I nodded, struggling to hold my legs back with the violent thrusting that was happening between my spread thighs. Despite having cum so operose I passed out with Abuela, I could experience my slit start to throb in warning. I was going to cum.

dada must suffer felt it too because he started to rumble in the back of his throat and priming eubstance into mine. `` That 's it Missy, '' he gritted out, his swither dripping down onto my face. `` Milk Daddy 's shaft with your puss. ``

Out of the turning point of my eye I saw Andre on the other side of the bed, jerking off. His middle were glued to where daddy 's ass humped into my body.

Overwhelmed by the pounding he was giving my pussy and the turpitude of the completely day, I started to cum. `` Daddy ! '' I cried out, my stallion body tightening.

'' Fuck yes child ! '' he yelled and held himself deep.

His shaft swelled and then I felt a firm blast of hotness in the rear of my cunny as he pumped one, two, three, four, five pellet of cum inside of me. I sighed as Daddy sagged, exhausted, on top of me. I took most of his weight, his face buried into my neck as he gasped for air, running my handwriting soothingly up and down his back.

I jumped at the feeling of wet, hot liquid dripping down onto my cheek. More rain down on me and I looked up to see Andre fisting his stopcock, aiming his onus toward my face. My mouth popped open in surprise. Andre quickly took vantage and shoved his cockhead into my open sass, giving me the rest of his cum. I sucked automatically, the salty dainty coating my spit as pop 's prick pulsed with aftershocks in my stretched cunt.

I loved the Spa.

Later that evening when pop pulled into the driveway I saw that mom 's car was there too. We fumbled inside, hands all over each other, pappa 's hand under my dame cupping my ass cheek. I giggled when he squeezed it playfully.

'' You two look dainty and relaxed, '' Mommy said from the couch.

We both walked over to greet her, me giving her a kiss on the impertinence while Daddy used his tongue to say hello and pinched her mammilla through her shirt.

'' Did you have a nice day miss ? '' she asked.

'' Yes Mommy, thank you. '' I stepped back into the hallway to shoot off my shoe and noticed two empty duffel bags near the front door. mommy must make taken them out of the coat closet where we stored our luggage. `` What are these bags for ? ``

'' You and I are going away for the weekend, '' mom shared.

'' Oh ? '' I said, curious.

'' Yup, a actual girls weekend at the beach, '' she said excitedly.

'' Ooo ! '' I squealed, joining in the excitement.

'' My two girls are going to have so a great deal fun, '' pappa said with a cocky smirk.

'' It 's avowedly, '' mamma agreed. `` It 's going to be a very special weekend Missy. ``

'' Where are we going Mommy ? What are we doing ? '' I asked eagerly.

'' You 'll have to be patient until Friday and see. ``

I could n't hold back .