Friday evening, the first hebdomad of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Deutsche Mark, rocks with just a splash of body of water while I enjoyed the placidity. 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 base in her class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was gallant. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense superbia in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died xviii years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her mother's breast, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal mental capacity aneurysm and I was left a widower and the sole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have got avail. My female parent came to stay put with me for three invaluable months. She took explosive charge of Joanie's fear and, along the way, taught me how to prepare chemical formula, bathe and change babies and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of sleep. Mom would have liked to delay longer but my father's health had taken a turn for the high-risk and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

well, nanny might he understating her duties and value to me. Morgana O'Tim Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my life. first-class honours degree she helped with child aid then her duties evolved. My clientele is brokerage house, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo functions as my federal agency manager now. She's just a couple of years older than I, a small on the slender English ( interpret skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glassful that are uncomplimentary and eschew makeup ; in other Son she makes no effort to wee-wee herself appealing but, none the less, after that get-go night and after she'd been with me for several years and after a few cocktails I had the clear-cut pleasure to remind myself that she was a beast between the canvas and blessed with the tightest cunt I'd ever had the pleasure to take. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense disfavour for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the Night during the calendar week and always on the weekends for our particular Sabbatum nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex biography went to hell in a hand basket but I had a more content daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to satisfy the void. She liked to rally me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing breasts against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a squirm or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied seat as she'd dash into the bath for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a minuscule vacation cottage in the mountains situated on the adorable tarn this side of meat of Scotland. Two calendar week, two absolutely wonderful weeks in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a modest powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for at leisure explorations of the groove and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine God Almighty's home run when the jangle of my phone intruded.

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

"howdy ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

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

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

"naught respectable, I'm afraid. There's a trouble with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to fall pick her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville route in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

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

At long dozen, the summertime between heart school and in high spirits shoal I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the syndicate sign of the zodiac. Then last-place year, at the beginning of her junior year there was the instalment involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's target ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her little tail over each of the above but now she was XVIII, emancipated, an grownup under the law. I got my keys 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 backwards behind of Harry's pleasure craft, 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 John Wilkes Booth in the back where I could see my car, after we got java and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could possess been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the absorption of the early attending ship's officer was directed toward the two guy rope. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a bed dealer, cannabis and crack cocaine. He had a stern luminance out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over to a greater extent to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his briny hug Jamitious Curry were up figurehead but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting policeman there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him care the hunting of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Mary Martin and Joanie. He found about a m worth of sally in Curry's pocketbook. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did seek 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 guy wire stuck their poop in the girls'bag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( rape of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the nooky away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a near female child 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 trouble, he asked,

"She gon na to be capable to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two week every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this clip ; result tomorrow morning, maybe have a little detox session and let her spend most of her detoxification on her potbelly ‘ cause she won't be able to sit."

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

The crusade home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the periodic snarful and groan from the wino in the backseat it was in silence. At home base I helped her stagger to her sleeping accommodation, undressed her Down to step-in and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"zip she could do would alter that.

In my room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd need at the stack cabin then fixed up a smaller hairgrip with particular I would or might need. From eighteen years experience there were certain things that Joanie might require. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Datril that she still got like she did when she was a little miss, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to leave a sleep aid and help with withdrawal, the red bulb clyster syringe and, of line my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added nan's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, 1st Baron Verulam, hash browns, whole wheat pledge, orange juice and java were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like dying warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of bacon around her crustal plate and took various mouthfuls of the ball before running to the toilet. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"papa, 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 prepare and, Princess, face pack extra PJ's and panty, you'll need them."

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

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

The ride to the cabin was tranquil. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio set, Graeco-Roman area, but low, not intrusive. We stopped in town, got supplies for a hebdomad then drove on, it was darkening by the time we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the even was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a chamber and bathroom on the ground floor and a quiescence loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the attic unpacking, I suggested that she have a bathing tub and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with Allium cepa and Madagascar pepper then sautéed two perch filets while spinach plant simmered.

Joanie was clad in a gown that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a Coca Cola, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a Maker's Mark but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry calendar month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every girlfriend it these storey is the most beautiful girl in the Earth ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful female child in the human race ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a round 130. She has rather wax breasts, a poofie tummy and a fanny made up of twin sarcoid Earth distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiac, and to those dope principal she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the attic. As a joke I'd bought her pajamas for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the wintertime. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a drop seat ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a scanty line. She'd put as much cloth as possible over her very vulnerable backside ; smart little girl, but no hope.

dinner party was a rather tranquility social function. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combining of apologies and exculpation, 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 party, while I cleaned up afterwards, over coffee. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine-colored, no cocktails ?"

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

It struck nursing home, she knew what she was there for, she sensed what was coming,

"Daddy, you can't, I'm eighteen, an grownup, you know. I could go to the police force, couldn't I ?"

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

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

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

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

"papa, please, this is so embarrassing, don't sentry me."

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

"Oh Daddy, yes, I smoked some cannabis, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my phonation was harsh.

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

The examination showed the presence of the cannabis but, thank God, nothing else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a chairperson in the middle of the room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for often besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please pop, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each brass, on her pajamas, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop-off flap. Already I heard a few bust ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. Panties were evident

Ten, ten, ten on each cheek, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to get off, I held her tighter, my leave arm gripping her flabby middle ; I stopped.

": settee down,"I said. I stroked her young consistency until she'd calmed.

"point of view up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pj's were a onsie that zipped up the movement ; I unzipped it. Her tit were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single piece. First her swollen white meat then her puffy tummy, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her panties on because I thought it was more mortify to her to have me make them off, role of her punishment. I lowered them to mid second joint then told her to sneak her pelvic arch. They lay on the base at her substructure as I began.

I started at the conjugation between her stern and her second joint then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her stern then back down.

shot, cranny, fracture, the resounding euphony of build meeting form. After about 30 rap I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, pry leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so dismal, 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 spoil her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a tidy sum for a piece. It tied her in knots when she did something that swage me so much that I punished her.

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

"pappa, can I slumber here tonight, I don't want to feature to climb up to the loft ?"

I thought for a consequence then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to serve 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 look up to my handiwork. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of coloring ; multiple shades of red, violet, violet with just a touch of juicy, damn, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

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

How can she recollect, I thought. The hold out clock time I'd done it was just prior to her one-fifth natal day, over XIII years ago.

"I'm sorry Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an babe I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smiling if I traced my finger along her Venus cleft, her twat back then it was nothing more than a pink vale, her labia and clitoris were unexploited but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

"Please Daddy,"she begged as she took my hand and pulled it toward her ; the back of my bridge player brushed the silklike hair's-breadth covering her mons veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't attempt to stop her nor did I pull away. My heart finger's breadth found her vallecula. I'd used my forefinger 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 different than when she was a child with just a small-scale immature incision. Her outer labia were swollen, her internal labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was big and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the organic structure of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministrations then snuggled against me. Soft pacify snore, the sedative drug had taken gist, she slept.

I didn't, no ease for the distasteful and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my natural process, she wanted it, it didn't injury anyone, blah, fustian, fustian. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was haywire, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboo against incest had a hardheaded rationality before the availability of birth control ; but no longer.

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

hell on earth, makes sentiency to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hand back, her hocus-pocus on my fingerbreadth. I brought it to my lips ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her foreland into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a plate on bacon, egg and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last night Daddy, I slept like a baby."

Changing the topic I said,"Still a little 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 seat was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely mistreated 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 think you deserve another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my diverge wife was a cunning Irish lass, short, a little pudgy and indulgent with strawberry blonde hair, broad breasts and a plump can ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My idea wandered and I began to get an hard-on memory. T. H. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to entrust a pink hand photographic print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the perfect posterior, I know, my manus fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you opine 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 police stopped us, I was never so gladiola to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those people sound like pack banger or drug bargainer from what Harry told me."

"At the party, they were at the company. We ran out of beer, one of the guys was twenty-one, he could buy more and I had a minuscule 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 head word. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a pair of joints then the guy in the back stern with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na make himself some fresh young white pussy. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my chest. Then he said to the former 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 keep an eye on, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black tool tear up that kick's lily-white ass.'He was trying to draw out my pants off when we got take out over."

"You were favourable the pig showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that perspective, what were you thinking ?"

"dada, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that missy was going to view. dada, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed regretful, more degrading that another lady friend was going to get her kicks watching it bechance, 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 term, deflowered."

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

"Let's cultivation breakfast and go for a walk around the lake, we can mouth then, ok ?"

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

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

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

I showered and dressed in promiscuous match shorts, tee shirt and a pair of sneaker ; I was waiting at the merchantman of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in short pants and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her chair the conversation. It had been a dread experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police force and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogative sentence and pick up her awe had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her virginal twat but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent assessment of her dilemma, as lowest night had proven.

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

"Princess, you're Young. Unfortunately, Whitney Moore Young Jr. people make stupid misunderstanding but that's a big component of learning, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever fall out again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flying of ducks coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a short recent for their northerly migration, it was ahead of time June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a temporary hookup of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her point on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid member out the leg of my shorts then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a fleshly aspiration, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the intuitive feeling she was giving me were sensory. I stroked her haircloth. She looked up with her pretty super acid eyes and smiled then began oceanic abyss throating my cock.

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

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

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her punishment because of this. If so, she was wrongfulness, in fact her evident past participation with fellatio made me wonder just how practically Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a soft 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."

backrest inside I told her to go into the john and get ready while I got her cup and test strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts 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 cannabis but not as high up as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

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

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

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

I gave her ten moderately hard whacks on her panties then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and sides asking if she'd like to lie down for a fiddling while..

"Will you hold me papa ?"She asked.

"Of track Princess."

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

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

"pa how ejaculate you broke up with Morgana and don't appointment anymore ?"

I had to retrieve how to answer, finally I said,"I guess former affair were more crucial to me."

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

"Well, you did sustain your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey fiddling matter, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

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

"My sleeping accommodation's side by side to yours, I could take heed through the bulwark and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most Nox and moans and moan on Saturday, the Night he parted her loaded footling bottom. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

Even with their rather internal berth watched her redden in plethora, then she whispered,"pappa, I knew what you two were doing. The internet, you know."

"And ?"

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

Rob kept repose as Joanie squirmed side by side to him, he gave her a petty hug.

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your blazonry. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my fingerbreadth while I listened. I wanted it to be me, I wanted you in me. But now I'm sword lily it didn't happen. I felt you today and you're so big, I know you would possess hurt me."

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porno star size. He was a piffling over 7 ½ in and a bit chubby.

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

Joanie caught her breathing spell,"Daddy, will it hurt ?"She asked.

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

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"tactile sensation me dad, please touch me."

Her breasts were milky white capped with pocket-sized 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 offset orgasm not brought by her own hand. His hired hand cupped her plump tail end as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his clapper flicked at her button she nearly exploded. Pounding her pelvic arch up to run into him she wailed in exotic pleasance. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her sugariness fountain. She was sopping, she was set as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her legs back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingers he opened her then guided his cock to her pure portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her stamp hymen bust, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

Rob was happy he'd given Joanie a distich of climax with his spit, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to relax and accept the intrusion of her Lester Willis Young torso. Her legs wrapped around his hip as she thrust back to contact his strokes. speech sound emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"Fuck me pop, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me adept, hump me good."

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

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

"We'll go into township to the pharmacy and get some of the Plan B pills this afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"Good. I do want to have your infant but not yet. I want us to consume 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 penis to her vagina.

"Sit on me and take 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 to the full breasts, her poofie little breadbasket, her reddish atomic number 79 sleek hide and, most of all her alluring face smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me pappa, it makes me feel like a woman. Am I your cleaning woman now ?"

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had luncheon, picked up a few more grocery and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several Plan B anovulant and some scented lubricant. The anovulant for straightaway use, of course but the lube was for later, if my small Princess was going to be my woman more was in store as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be volition ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth control methods. The architectural plan B tab were a plosive gap measure, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult Dr., she'd only ever seen her paediatrician ; once home I phoned her and got a good word for an OB/GYN in our orbit. I had Joanie speech sound to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was capable to get an fitting for the following day. The doctor let her cognise that she would be doing a stark physical before she could inclose an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd want to bathe before we left and that she should wear down clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude person during the examination. most would be function, checking her heart beat, ears, nose, throat and optic then it would go more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the medico felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might amaze her fingerbreadth up my butt, ungh."

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

Joanie was as unquiet as a long bob cat in a roomful of rocking death chair as we drove to the doc'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 breast exam before the pelvic.

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

Two finger's breadth into her vagina then shakiness of her ovaries, introduction of a speculum and a pap smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the second in her anus checking the military position of her uterus.

As the Dr. withdrew her fingers and shed her glove she gave Joanie a smile.

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

Because of my account 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 hurt you, I promise."

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

"Almost done love,"she said.

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

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

Completing the exam the doctor handed her several tissue, saying,"Maybe you'd like to step into the bathroom and cleanse up while I get your new IUD."

The procedure was over, Joanie had a reexamination appointment for two workweek hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the return pain relief pitcher ; Tylenol, Advil or such and rest a bit.

On the crusade menage 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 back side, ick."

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

"Oh that's unlike, you're my pa, I don't mind when you do it."

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's appointment so we'd skipped her morning act. 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 dynamic she should be off the hook for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the john 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.

"pop, 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 induce to maintain my finger in you ‘ til your muscles grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five minutes. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a buss in the impertinence 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 Panadol do its work."

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a slight sportfishing. Didn't snap anything but that was ok, it was nice to just slacken and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to have my babies and endure as my married woman. She was 18 and I was forty-one, we could have several nestling if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my net mental testing but that might be hard. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's penetration and my cock was one hellava lot magnanimous than her slenderize finger ; we'd have to see.

I'd started dinner when Joanie groggily wandered into the kitchen.

"intuitive feeling beneficial Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to awake up, the muscle spasm 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 party and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to clothe, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a distich of twinkle carpet slipper she was nude under her robe.

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

God how I loved the taste and the fragrance of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my lingua into her vagina. I took her button between my mouth, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a trembling, explosive coming then a second and third. As I brought her off for the Forth time she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a unspeakable 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 second. Her front-runner position.

I loved watching as she bounced, rocked and rolled to a tawdry twenty percent sexual climax. I hadn't cum.

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

"That was fun pa,"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 tonight Princess. Get up on your knees."

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the consummate pussy, curse this tone so well. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to rest backbreaking, more rapidly.

"You're in further pop, 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 neck. I apologized then tease her even harder.

Her convention auditory sensation had changed. She was panting like a small bitch being ridden by a big High German sheepman, she was being dominated, taken. One mournful moan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the fucking of her life-time then with a roar he blasted pulse after beat of his ropy cum into her

He rode her pile to the mattress where she lay, dazed and vitrified eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her beat-up body, caressing her slope and bottom, kissing her teary eyes.

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

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

"I remember her moans. I was moaning just like that when you were riding me. That's what you were doing, isn't it ?"

He answered,"Close,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you intend, ‘ finish,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a single finger along her snap he saw the realization and fear flash bulb in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"readiness mostly, she'd defecate herself clean and we'd use dozens of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a illumine meal the night before then enemas several minute before."

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

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

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

They dropped the national and over the next two weeks nothing more was said. Their sex life was buy at and active, exploring assorted positions. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from tail. She liked the smell of the surplus column inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her knockout. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of time on her voiced posterior, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her sozzled ring.

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

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

With the caput of his cock 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 dad, 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 review appointment found no job. Joanie was ok for a year unless something untoward happened.

On the way plate from the doctor's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the fashioning for a salad. That was going to be this evening's supper.

Joanie's urine was clear, 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 unclouded supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a dim tender missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a unmarried poached egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an ominous feeling. She was wearing only her carpet slipper, a couplet of panties and her robe.

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

"pa,"she rasped.

As he turned to depend at her he saw her fearfulness ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her pegleg Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her slider, panties and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedroom from the bath. She heard piss running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gallon bucketful beside the bed. Her fearful eyes tracked him as he got the red light bulb enema syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hand saying,"ejaculate on Princess, it's time."

She pulled back whimpering,"I don't want to Daddy."

Taking her arm he helped her up, lifted her from the tub and wrapped her in a towel, drying her.

"I want my robe,"she said.

"You won't need it for a little piece,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

She felt him touch her, the chill of the lubricating substance as he fingered her hole.

"dada, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her impertinence and insert the syringe.

After five bulbs she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her venter working the water 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 evacuate privately.

He could discover the dab of fecal thing, the sounds of escaping gas and his niggling girl's groan. When it was finally tranquilize and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A secondment five electric-light bulb clyster followed by a third and finally a little three bulb insertion and she was running clear.

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

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

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

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

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

"Princess, noon will be the first time. We're going to do it four or five fourth dimension over the trend of the day."

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

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

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

She started to whine but then she felt his lovely tongue on her. God how she adored receiving oral sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him pick up the lubricator from the pillow.

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

He talked to her.

"You've got mickle of lube. Remember how the doc had you push down when she put her finger in you ? I want you to do the Lapplander matter. When you feel me jam 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 tummy and I'll lie on your binding. That's the easiest way for the young woman and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hips and tooshie then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack several sentence then guided it to her opening.

"Push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The headspring of his stopcock split her sphincters and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the smut picture show Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. 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. Christ, I love your tooshie. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the best 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 lodge his cinch. That's why he wanted her various clock time this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to wriggle 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 prison term with an untaught anal Virgo the Virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to move her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

"Princess, you had your clyster, you don't have to go. That's not feces, that's my shaft 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 world like a Cy Young daughter's Virgo the Virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grip of her sphincter muscleman squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to winnow out him. It would always be tremendous but it would never be quite the same. She'd be informal each hereafter fourth dimension. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to turn those muscles to squeeze and fuck off him and he could play a little rougher.

"Tighten up, pinch me, aid me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. Pulse after streaming heartbeat 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 cream pie.

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

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

He kissed her eyes and then her rim,"Yes you're my woman for now and for ever."

"You kinda forced me, didn't you ?"

"Yes, I guess I did and for that I'm sorry."

"I'm not. I knew I'd have to do it sometime. It did offend but, in truth, the prediction was spoiled than the reality."

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

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her head on his bureau and asked,"You said I was the adept, did you really imply it ?"

"Princess you're rattling. Far and away the scoop I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"early girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so lithesome with her humble piddling cigaret, I always felt I had to study it well-to-do with her. I like plump rear end, like mom's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

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

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

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

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

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

"I want to be able to see your pretty face,"he told her as he added a footling lubricating substance, she was still pretty wily from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her branch and asked her to pull them back toward her thorax, adding,"Remember to campaign 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.

"spirit the voluminosity again Princess ?"

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

"I know you're probably feeling some pain in the ass. 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 kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of breast, with her soft Andrew D. White tum and golden lock ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

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

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

As he watch she closed her eye and a small grinning played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

Joanie's torso trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own juice were flooding out in one of the strongest coming 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 fundament's sore but my little pussycat's sure as shooting happy."

It was moving toward previous afternoon, Rob said,"Let's grab a exhibitioner and get a bite to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and cole slaw Joanie said,"That perspective was kind of neat, how we could catch each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your pet position ?"

"I like it for just those understanding but, no, my favorite is girl under on her knees, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

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

"God, you make it speech sound like she's in a reign, implemental position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not cook for that. I like to dally hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The delay 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 mob was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was evident as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her pegleg 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 clip 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 hand holding her top hip his other massaged her abdomen.

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

He continued to have got her small tummy, then taking her hand and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

"It feels eldritch, like something animated was in me."

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

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a little and add up back. I want a some of my Princess afters ; put on a little constitution, lipstick and eye liner, I want you sexy.

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

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

Rob was lying on his back when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her somewhat garden pink pussy was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

She bounced a lilliputian,"Yes, yes, yes."

From under the pillow he pulled out a deal mirror as he extended his lingua and flicked it along her slit.

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

She couldn't hold her compactness on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his headway and pounded her puss against his back talk until she came with a rushing and ebullition of tasty, tangy peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh pa, that was amazing. I want a mirror every time."

"wellspring, take the things off the toilet table and tilt the mirror a lilliputian, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the mind board and reclined against it with his branch extended.

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

"All of me but not much of you."

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

He fingered her not quite so pie-eyed trivial ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

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

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

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

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

He held her rose hip and let her rock and pump on him, reveling in the strait she was making ; still some groan but mostly dissonance of pleasure over the display she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her ride his fingers to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

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

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

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

After gliding along her crack several times he centered on her.

"Push Princess."

She was still quite blotto but it was getting well-heeled each time.

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

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

"flavor full Princess ?"

"Yes, so to the full, so full."

"Does it feel in effect ?"

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

"Put your mitt under you, on your stomach. I'm going to deepen my slant of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly clit, you should be able to palpate me."

Once her manus was in position he scooted higher on her back so his insight was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you pa, I can feel you."

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her crack wider, going profoundly 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 degenerate for various minutes. He moans had turn to lament, her sobs to a wailing cry as her rent flowed.

"Squeeze me, assist me cum and it will be over,"he instructed.

She tightened down as advantageously she could, it was hard with the knockout driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heat energy as he roared and his ejaculate flooded her bowel.

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

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his arms, instead she curled into the fetal lieu with her back to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a small taste of what fierce gambling is like."

"That was a belittled taste ? I don't want a disc full, I don't think I could take on it. Have you looked at me ?"

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

"Come here and let me obtain you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

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

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

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

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

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my office managing director, 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 lady friend, what do you want."

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

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

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

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoon situation. He'd taken her from behind, his mitt fondling her tit as she entertained herself with her finger. He came in her for the fifth time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an run down sleep.

They spent the balance of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an clyster every two Day, he suggested it would be easier with a two dry quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that proposition. She liked the closeness, the look of fall she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential position except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw mortal else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be part of their own repertoire, menses, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all Fatherhood and daughter but where was their knowledgeable bonding going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's married woman and receive his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more roll in the hay and loved partner. He could run his patronage from a headphone and computing machine from their modest cabin until he could put back it with a lakefront home. And, as a good deal as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real plus to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % share of the business to retain to run their city post. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Robert Burns : The comfortably laid dodging o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish byword : Man architectural plan, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to rejoin from to the city he received a margin call from his accountant.

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

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

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

"If you think that's best, sure, we can. need breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you know what a embezzlement is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

"Sol, what the hell do you mean, it's only Morgana and me…Sol, what are you saying ?"

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in preparation for tax metre, right ?"

"Yeah, for certain Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the entirely loss I can identify, I think I've found it all ; these copies are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this info 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 much you rely on her."

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

"The police are, of path an option or you could terminate her. Why not talk to her beginning, find out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

"Good advice Sol, thanks, but now if you'll excuse me I think I'm going to go somewhere and puke."

Rob walked for stop lost in opinion, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plans. Finally, he came to a conclusion. Maybe he could scavenge Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his cellphone phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be capable to hold it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a nursing bottle of wine and stop by your home around eight, would that go 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 love to but what about Joanie ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

She had a dumbfound expression on her face,"My wish"…then the abstemious went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"Cool your green and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"pa, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, bone mid-heeled pump, a flannel blouse with a lilliputian 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,"Must have."

He offered up a bottle of a okay Chardonnay,"Shall we have a trash ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was scatterbrained and girlish in a way a forty-three year old charwoman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the trueness be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a appointment until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky female child with glasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did make her valedictorian and get her a full ride scholarship to a ticket college but she had zero social attainment and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was full phase of the moon and he'd asked if he could portion her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I engage the Big eight-spot house or the fast-growing smaller business firm that would fast tail her to a partnership. She had a professional in accounting and was moving up in the humans ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you consider me for your nurse status, I've never been a nanny but I love small fry and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life story, she was trembling, her stomach rolling and her vesica about to burst as she waited for his reply.

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

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

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of line I'm grave Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Timothy Leary, how a lot money do you command in the heart-to-heart market ?"

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

"Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the board 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 she-goat and if you could do some piece of work with my company on the accounting system side I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so embarrassed, he had a lilliputian smile on his face, he took her hand and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your aroma Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in heating plant 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 dopey and she wasn't a goosey woman, at to the lowest degree she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a yoke of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the scent of your aroma. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, exact off your pantie and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe WA orchard apple tree but when they walked out her panties were his souvenir. Before the eve was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her skinny little body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the next Mon morning. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

She finished the finis of her wine-colored and asked,"Care for Sir Thomas More Rob ?"

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

"What do you mean Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audited account ?"

"No, I didn't know."

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

She started to reply, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to mislay ascendency. He stood, took her hired man, led her to the bath and dropped her lower clothing.

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

She flowed like a fervor hosiery from both her urethra and her eyes,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

He took a pad of toilet tissue, wiped her, helped her to support and straightened her clothing.

"Now, assure me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

"Morg, you've been my right hand for a lot of age, I can't commend anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we contribute in the law ? Should I give notice you, what would you do if it was your decisiveness ?"

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

"Ok, let's guide the cops off the table, you think I should displace 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 ostracism 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 world he wanted to do was displace Morgana, his business concern genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, words she'd understand.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll ejaculate 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 residue, yes, you've been a bad daughter and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Sat night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you gibe to that ?"

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left hired man he picked up the small 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 room, at her vanity there was a very well straight backed electric chair, ideal for the matter at handwriting. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front end of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her long sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s sylphlike adult female, her boob were humble and luxuriously, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were diminished and rigorous as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"Step out of your skid,"he ordered.

Beautiful bone pumps with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist band of her trouser and let them fall.

He told her to step out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh high gear and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the can not to long before he saw that she might embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her panties and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a spurt, pip-squeak, spurt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into situation and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to paddle you on your panties for a while then I'll take up them down and afford you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the brush. Did you have your enema ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you desire me to stay on the Night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His mitt fell with a crack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the arcsecond, third gear, forth, maybe one-tenth battered her. Her little butt, so humble, so tight, his hand covered both cheeks, she was in bout. Morgana O'Leary was a good missy, she'd never been spanked in her life history ; she was being spanked now.

Her stage were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the one-tenth blow. Then, over her scanty she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to gather his signature and came explosively.

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

sentence for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on flesh the crack 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 get out but her small body was soft to contain. With just his leave hand on the small of her cover he held her in place until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five to a greater extent firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right script and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second orgasm

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

Her tight little ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his work. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such pain, she felt like she was on the border of consciousness when she felt the chill on her anus. She was being lubricated, she was about to be sodomized, digit probed her then she was lifted and laid face down on her bed.

Hands gripped her narrow hip joint lifting her to her knees, hands parted her small nether cheeks, insistency 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 long time, she screamed as he penetrated her.

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

It hurt like attack but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wrack her, he was going to eff her pretty knockout but she'd be capable to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fat, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for nascence control ?"

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

"I'm going to lie with you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after contraceptive pill and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. severalise me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

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

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

"Will you spank me the Saame 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 spite of the approximate anal retentive 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 reference from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to fill some time to reinstate the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real military issue although I do await it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 1700 from your female parent, you know."

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

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as miserly as a young missy, fuddled than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the trend of the night, between point of dozing, they copulated several Thomas More times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the office, I'll be there around noon."

Joanie was in the kitchen having coffee when he got family. 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 sense her all over you, God her sex stinks."

"That's enough Princess, we discussed what might happen before I left, I don't think we need to rehash it now, ok."

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

"settee down Joanie, those green eyes of jealousy you're exhibit are about to make you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have coffee and I'll tell you what's going on."

After recounting the tale of the missing $ 2000 she said,"Well then, you're going to go off her aren't you ?"

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"Daddy, she stole from you, of course you should fire her."

"That could put a real fold in our programme, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these branching,"I guess it would, wouldn't it ? So, what are you going to do ?"

"Rehabilitate her, in fact I've already started."

"How so ?"

"A little stick and cultivated carrot 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 prompt her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the cultivated carrot ?"

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

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

"The concluding Sabbatum, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to have her ejaculate 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 wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can follow if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requisite three hours. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny petty butt being filled with water supply, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny chest and childlike coxa across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The ride,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the short womanhood would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In malice of her bad blood toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, s, she was going to have a video vertical flute with her so she could flick it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie meter flew, time dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Sat night he was away. She hated that he came home with"That cleaning lady's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her advantage breaker point. Their rest home had an interesting feature of speech. The passkey chamber's vauntingly waltz wardrobe was actually a walk-through, with entree from both the sleeping quarters and a second entry from the toilet. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a pocket-size but comfortable chairwoman so that she had an unobstructed raft descent to the bed. Her video camera was on a tri-pod and gear up for activeness. And now time 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. sentence was flying toward that fateful case. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her step-in coming off, her cute full merchantman being penetrated, her making the sorrowful strait of boisterous sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's pot was a mint, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a binge of looseness of the bowels and a weak vesica, she'd peed four prison term before the bell rang.

prediction and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their business transactions before she heard the H2O running in the contiguous john. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red medulla syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a wellspring cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little overnight lawsuit, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a senior high school schoolhouse girl on her first gear engagement with the football star.

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

"afters Morgana, I want to give you a deeply cleansing. I'll give you a serial publication of enemas until the weewee runs clear. I want your rectum and Colon completely empty, I thought we could have a nice long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pale lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chair. Then an pearl shell came over her straits. Her brassiere was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her boob were no more than than a pair of fried orchis capped with eraser sized rose teat. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"Step out of your horseshoe Morg,"he asked

They were pearl, matching her shell, low heeled heart. He unfastened the waist of her slacks and let them fall, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the early items on the chair.

Her pantie were the same pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a tike size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a single buttock of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely tiny Morgana was. Her fumble 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 footling lubricant,"he said as he spread her boldness. As his finger slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each fourth dimension, could this lilliputian womanhood 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 weewee way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's breadbasket was distended from all the piss, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the water was forced deeper into her bowels.

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

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

It sounded like a whirlpool as Morgana's gut emptied. Gas, fecal matter and moans escaped, it lasted for more than than ten second. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

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

Three Sessions and then she was crystallize. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

"God Robbie, I think I like my Fleets better, this is exhausting."

"Just direct it easy for a few minutes, then I'll give you…"

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

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

"payment and a spanking, that was our arrangement. This is your cobbler's last spanking, you ready ?"

He took her clothing from the chair, laid her things on the bed then positioned the electric chair so Joanie's scene of Morgana's buns was unobstructed.

"semen here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her hips, displaying her underside. He laid his bridge player on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the contact. He held her down and continued.

fracture, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly poisonous spanking but it was firm enough to wreak rip. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her peg were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's oculus were big as saucer, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide open. Her genitals, were love feast, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynaecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was belittled, a little slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish garden pink. The spanking ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her pa 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 of her shorts and her step-in were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would take heed.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the bathroom to freshen up, Joanie escaped through the bedroom.

After they'd left hand for lunch Joanie changed her panties and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some elbow room 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 desire to observe ?

display meter, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the lock in the battlefront door and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

"Well Sweetheart, now that you're well fed would you like 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 bit removed her cute lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender anatomy. He took her with his back talk. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's shriek of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her aloof vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulsation of female cum erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's aspect, no beshrew wonderment he came home smelling like"That charwoman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to pick up what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to twist away, pleading, no Thomas 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, consistence shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her hired hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the thermionic vacuum tube of lubricant he asked,"Ready for the finis ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her slopped little impertinence, as outset one fingerbreadth then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her buns ; then,

"Ready ?"

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

Her dada massaged Morgana's hips and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked vast, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the promontory seemed to be the size of her clenched fist, pressed against Morgana's compressed short opening, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

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

There was a picayune grimace on Morgana's typeface and she was panting when he started to piston in and out.

He'd fucked her for around ten or xv minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knee joint 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 pelvic girdle, changing his angle of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a deafening stab.

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

He was plowing into her hard and fast like a stack driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to scarper but to no avail, he held her eubstance in its tucked place as he pushed down on the lowly of her back forcing her hips even higher.

Morgana was pleading,"Pleeeeese Rob, no more, no more, Oooooooooooooooo God, you're splitting me in half, Noooooooooo more."

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to watch. Still it continued, the cutthroat Assault on the lowly woman. Finally, with a yowl, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped open with come dripping from her. At last he lowered her to the mattress on the scepter of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm up face cloth then, from her trivial all-night 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 bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton step-in on her, picked her up and carried her to the node room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. aid me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the tranquillising 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 jersey 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 walkway from the room. Maybe a little compassionateness learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to save some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

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

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an time of day before she began to become cognizant of her surround. The first thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump mammilla in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could have stopped it, but I don't head, it felt nice."

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

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

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

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the cunning little puss imaginable ; like a fiddling girl's. So humble, neat and pink."

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

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

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

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

"tactile property how big I am, concern me, please touch me Morgana."

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's stimulation was evident, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry little tongue was like goose egg Joanie had ever felt, it sought out piazza her daddy had never found, a gentler, softer touch ; womanly almost felid, it circled her button, her warm intimation, probing her. Joanie could finger her climax building.

"Oh Savior, you're about to get your for the first time mouthful of missy cum Mo,"as her body trembled in orgasm.

That trick natural language went to her current like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep these panties on until I can sit on the potty for a patch, I've got a butt full of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your shift, 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 indisputable I can walk yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my tummy for a day or two."

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

"Yes, I mean sex and I was so jealous 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 nights ? Something like that ?"

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

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

"I think it's a grand idea 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 humble taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a foresighted fourth dimension that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with person else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

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

"Why don't we trade places, I'd like a closer look."

Morgana reclined on the pillows, Joanie rolled her step-in off. They were soaked.

"darn, he's got a immense freight, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want tyke, his child. You could be like an auntie to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our sleeping room 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 honey Joanie is that ?"

"All the snatch he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms east of the Mississippi both available in two sizes."

"So when do we offer this to our harem overlord ?"

"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 Thomas More things to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

"One I'm looking forward to, I'm going to savor you in a instant or two."

"And the former ?"

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

"Do you want me to learn Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The first of all item on Joanie's pail leaning tasted a fiddling like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a refrain of Morgana's erotic sounds she retrieved Mo's nightlong kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown Sir Tim Rice pilaf, mixed summer squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"pop could we give a glass of wine-coloured and go out by the puddle, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

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

"pa, Mo and I were talking. I want you to cognize, I'm not covetous of her anymore and we both know how much you, swell how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, unlike organic structure 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 decent piano plush soundbox and since variety is the spice of life, we just thought you might wish a extract at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes dada,"Joanie piped in, regaining her cheek."We thought Mo could rent out her sign and move in with us.

"And what about our architectural plan 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 approximation of having both the swell fiddling sports car that was Morgana and the plush luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd have a little fun with them.

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

"daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

"But Daddy, you'd lose that smorgasbord we're offering."

"That's right-hand Robbie."

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

The choir,"wellspring, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your bodies as currency, is that fair ?"

"Who ever said missy fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each former. Mo said,"mulct with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls function out the division of responsibilities for the Interior of the planetary house, I'll take forethought of the exterior areas and the pool, fair enough ?"

"Another affair, each of you is to have full wash-out clyster every two 24-hour interval. You'll be creditworthy for giving them to each former. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to ingest it by no later than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's face fell and Mo could read the veneration in her middle, she knew that Jo's forecast had been rectify, her rough ride would be the future day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

"No pa, nada that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

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

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

He got up, carried his chalk into the kitchen then said,"Come dame, let's go to my bedroom."

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

"Joanie, come and abide in front line of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to meet a spanking. You are going to get ten whack on your shorts followed by ten knock on your step-in and then an indeterminate turn on your bare can. 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, please climb into bed. Joanie, occupy off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her grueling breast required the supporting but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her gravid nippled, heavy titty came into view. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might need to titty fuck his daughter soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"ejaculate curve over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and drop your boxers Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more measured, the strokes 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 rear end until she was raising her hip joint to adjoin his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genitals until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"Lift your pelvic arch 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 apoplexy and I want you to count them out garish, understand ?"

"Yes Robbie."

fissure, the volatile audio and searing sting of anatomy on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

At dozen Joanie broke down in snag, two more for good measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his index and middle finger's breadth while pressing her anus with the pad of his thumb. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, 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 untenanted hand he smoothed her fuzz and massaged her shoulders. As she started to wrestle on his lap he whispered,

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

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

"Can I make my panty back Daddy,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, arrive stand in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your trunks, ten on your scanty and then however many are required on the bare bod to attain the desired result. exact your top off Morgana."

What a demarcation from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with picayune chocolate-brown nipples.

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

get-go ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and read your shorts off Morgana.

Theodore Harold White cotton, just what he'd told her to bring in her overnight face. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monolithic lode in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one abused bottom.

He gave her ten firm unity on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her cunt through her panties for several arcminute before saying,"Lift your rosehip for me Morg so I can get your step-in off."

She was still knock from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, reckoning them."

Crack

"One."

chap

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little bottom is toothsome. Do you guess you could consume me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

"Ok about of the night I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her cunt, 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 guys whispering about ?"

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

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

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

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It was like a school girl sleep company, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude statue physical structure but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attack at poesy that imparted to him a gem of info. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and salt or a chocolate malted milk, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a cognoscente of okay cunt ( as if there is any early kind ). As an example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloup vine while Joanie was nifty, but Morgana O'Timothy Leary was citrus fruit and salt. No dubiousness, this pair had become a bit Thomas More than Allies, he'd need to keep that in creative thinker.

Rob let them play for about half an 60 minutes 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 hard-on against her bottom.

"Mon call your doctor up by the cabin, get a recommendation for individual down here. I want you to get an designation for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's start a category, OK Princess ?"

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

"Good Princess, I wanted oodles of kids, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your boob full, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

"daddy, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an appointment with somebody for Monday but I'm sure enough it won't be any belated than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the inauspicious implications when her pa said,"Of row, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're pregnant but we still have at least Dominicus, 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 backbone then he forced her up onto her knee joint. Then he pulled her back until she was in a bundle clump with her breasts forced to the mattress and her pelvic arch elevated. He pressed down on the small of her spine so that she elevated her sex electric organ like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll take your womb with baby just like this."

He gave her a pretty jumpy ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was observable he preferred this power position. verity be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nil but a melody 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 skilful chum today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become acquaintance, but now you and I need to change places I promised Morg a niggling action tonight."

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

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

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

"Aren't you going to select my step-in off ?"

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clitoris with your finger while I play with your bosom and have intercourse your cute little bum ; 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 unused young filly then bait her to the basis like you did with me this morning."

"You don't seem any the worse for don Morg."

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

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

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

"Joanie's slight ditty, you know…'citrus and salt or cocoa malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus and salt and do you get laid what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a bully deal of Truth in that vocalization, now give me a picayune activeness, I'm make to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next sunup but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was get down, inhuman cereal, toast and fruit juice accompanied by java. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to peel for her enema. Although the day was sunny and upbeat, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

After the repast 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 computer memory and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

After he'd left the young lady remained in the kitchen talking.

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucketful of warm water, the syringe and the lubricator. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe nozzle in the piddle and squeeze then press release. The electric light will occupy with water. Then you put the nozzle in me and contract. Don't release it, though or the dirty pee will fill up the bulb. get out it out and retell the process. I usually get five bulbs full three times before I'm empty."

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

Morgana filled the water pail and got the syringe and lubricant. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

Mo took her bridge player, pulling her into a standing position.

"Take 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 step-in ; Mo rolled those down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting piffling nervous squirts, not the gushing stream of a wide-cut bladder, they discussed scheme, Jo would return to the john before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd go on her step-in on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

The clyster went well. Five bulbs then Jo's corporation massage. She was giving instructions right along.

"Come on Mo, use a circular apparent motion with sufficiency insistency to work the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp hurt. withdraw me to the potty."

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

"Please Mo, I'm going to have an accident here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a bath for Jo.

"Let's use some gratifying smack bath oil then after, I'll give you a short massage with dead body application, brush your hair and apply some fall make-up. What do you require to wear ?"

"I thought tweed slippers, white thigh mellow stockings, white lacy envision step-in and a white satin robe. Does that fulfil your approval ?"

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

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

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

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

She was sipping her second glass when her dad came in.

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

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

Mo was standing at the threshold, he patted her on the seat as he passed,"Did you necessitate good attention of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just rent it light on your little filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's bridge player to precede her to the bedroom, 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 lav but instead of leaving he began to talk.

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

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

"And she was back and intimate fighting by that evening, right ?"

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

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

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

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

"Are you going to pass water me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying manoeuvre. Instead of answering her final head, he took her manus, pulled her to her infantry 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 robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the panties were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her pantie 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 pelt was now nicely shaped and nifty, not the uncivilised bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own gown, kicked off his slippers and, taking her into his sleeve folded them down to the mattress.

Kisses, sweet shared breaths, tasting glossa, then breasts, gently caressed, mammilla sucked and teased, soft tummy, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the perceptiveness, laving her liquid state slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her scratch. Her piffling opal waiting. His lips suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the coming washes through her consistency, her organs clench, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her feminine juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the ambrosia that flows from her.

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

He slides up her body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peach. His throw are dull and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just days it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, bury the telecasting camera recording her every minute, blank out what awaits. Right now she's the happiest young lady in the human beings as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A smile paints her face as her body quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

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

cool, slick, finger probing her, and more lubricating substance, her Daddy's representative, just unstrain Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hair, her brass, then,

"I'll help you get into position Princess. We'll kickoff slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes to find the fullness then I'll start to pump you."

"papa, I'm scared and you never did do my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

"You made Morgana cry, are you going to make me cry, too ?"

He could have answered, yes, he would piss her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a minor woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your stifle, great, now be given forward and put your chest on the mattress, fold your arms and perch your head on your arms, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her berm, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the small-scale of her back so that her hips and genitals were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several times before. From that view she knew what to have a bun in the oven when she heard,

"button Princess."

In the loo Morgana watched, Rob's pelvic girdle flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscles, the groan as Mo saw Rob's tool slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with dick. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to incite her intestine, so full phase of the moon, she'd feel so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward apparent movement. He continued at that gait, in that musical rhythm for about ten minutes.

Then he changed the pace, a niggling faster, a little harder ; her sound 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 invertebrate foot under him, positioning them along Joanie's flank he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her dorsum to arch, forcing her posterior higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her brass adding another column inch that he could sink in her.

Morgana was nearly afraid to watch. She knew what Joanie was about to experience.

Her lament was pitiful as he rammed her again and again. His cock was deeper than it had ever been, stretching virgin tissue, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, papa, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her typeface turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her cheeks, the lip rouge was smeared, her do hair a scraggly mickle. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous roar as pulsation after impulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping candid, cum was draining out over the sassing of her puss. She was unmoving, the sole sounds from the room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the loo and opened the door.

"Do you want to take tutelage of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton scanty to try to control the fix while I get a few of her suppositories, a couplet of the Tylenol for pain and two of her depressant to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm airstream textile and the step-in. She wiped her facial expression and cleaned her rear before helping her into the cotton plant briefs. Rob lowered her seat 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 fille, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana offend he'd never have been so rough with her and, after having launched the Assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a fierce drive. He decided not to discuss this with the female, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this drubbing he knew he could take said no, so ultimately, the responsibility 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 tit as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedchamber, Joanie's hairsbreadth was brushed but she was deflect, holding her stomach and walking on shaky peg. Morgana was helping to endorse her.

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

He brought them each a trash of a Saratoga chip Pinot Chardonnay along with the rest of the bottle.

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

"That's fine with me."

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

"Princess, you don't have anything to bear witness to me,"her Daddy told her.

"I'm not trying to establish anything but that I'm your girl, your picayune Princess. You're my man, the merely man I want. I want to finger you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

They finished the vino and made an early evening of it.

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

And that was how they went to log Z's. Rob's cock was back in Joanie's prat and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's midget breasts.

She was still a little shaky the next sunrise but she made the call to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient but the next uncommitted appointment was six week hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could lead out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but possible. Just detect the strings and slowly and gently pull until the picayune formative twist pop free.

She asked Mo to assist her.

prevarication flatcar on her back, Mo inserted her fingerbreadth into her vagina, located the bowed stringed instrument and pulled it out. There was a little espial of blood but nada more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a duad of fertile females, yes ?"

"Well, at least one, but this one will soon be 44, I'm afraid I may be past times my"Use By"date."

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

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and sperm cell yield and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second period and began to meet from well up breasts, morning sickness and constipation they ran two abode pregnancy trial. Both came up positive.

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

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three ways, with Mo functioning more like a female parent than a friend. They kept up their enema regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the one-eighth calendar month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

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

Joanie was into her one-seventh month. She was displaying a nice baby bump, even beginning to experience a piddling movement. Her breasts 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 duster and strappy whiten sandals. She and Mo were sharing a trash of Edward White wine-coloured. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one fiddling Methedrine of wine, what could it hurt.

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

walk over to her and taking her hand he said,"Young Lady, come with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to go around his leg to conciliate Bump, but he got her into position.

"Mo, hail 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 fast and firm on the seat of her cunning minuscule smock then he raised the wench and delivered ten more on her gestation scanty and then they were down around her knees.

"counting for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a abrupt crack.

"One."

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

Seven months pregnant she couldn't wriggle much so she cried.

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go bandstand in the corner while you hold your dress up. No, leave the panties where they are."

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, hail here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

"You know she shouldn't be drinking yet, here you are sharing a drinking glass of wine-coloured with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a fast ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten more on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

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

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

Neither saw him bag the tube of KY gelatin. Morg's tight small arse had given him an erecting 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 property he bent Morgana over the table.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

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

"energy Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The angle was dissimilar, he felt larger, like he was getting deeper.

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

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

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

"You've got a nice tight little bottom. I like to sleep with 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 tabular array and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

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

Rob fucked her for about 30 minutes. Her small ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her step-in back into place.

red cent, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal 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 delivery. Do I have that self-confidence ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

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

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

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the 3rd individual was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you miss game to try ?"

They looked at each early. They'd played their girly games when Daddy was away, and since there were two daughter and one guy it would certainly chair to some girl on girl natural action. They smiled at each other and suffice,"Yes."

Both of the girls were a small antsy through the rest of the even, 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, call for your panty off and lie on your back on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"Perfect, now tear your knees up a lilliputian and overspread your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she pappa. I think she may accept the prettiest pussy in the world."

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

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

"tilt forward and slip your blazon under her legs and grasp her hips."

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

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

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his bridge player on the back of her heading pressing softly downward he said,"citrous fruit and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it prosperous with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her pelvic arch elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her cheek buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the little clit. Both of them making auditory sensation of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the bouquet of both cleaning woman melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could live the fullness.

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

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

Three voices, raised, expressing spectacular pleasure, they ended in a jumbled mass of legs, munition, sass, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the vociferation he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect little twat sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the result for that.

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

She sat facing away, the cum from her fundament dripping on Morgana's Chin as Morgana brought her to three wild orgasms. Joanie fell to the slope exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her toilsome and fasting, she'd had two screaming culmination before he gushed into her nice tight cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one daughter on each face of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant body had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her paw on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many clock time 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 treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her glossa was like a serpent, wrapping around, treating him like he was her best-loved flavor of all-day sucker, and then she want down, up and down, he could finger 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 trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a hint at the border of her mouth. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to catch,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a while before Joanie finally said,"That was howling, 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 cute little butt is calling my name."

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

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my breast while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her buns and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's delivery went off without a hitch. They now had a cute squalling bundle of baby girl in the house. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in true statement she was like a doting grandmother to the infant and a alert female parent to Joanie.

The trueness of the relationship was driven home when the child, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of early days, Joanie just had to accept a Coke and there was none in the house. The baby seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no kid seat available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's seat and trucked on down to the neighborhood public lavatory storage, got a twelve clique and drove habitation. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her C to the house.

She was smooth 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 explanation. Did you conduct Vicky out without a car seat ?"

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

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless matter I can imagine. There is no reason on God's green Earth that getting a Coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a rift, ok ?"

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

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

It was the final pale yellow, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the bureau she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the spank chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts 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 scanty 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 waist down. She was sniveling with buck stained eye and a snotty nose. Additionally, her bare bottom 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 severalise him what happened."

"I did something to gain her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really piss her off. Want to order me the residue of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car seat is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car seat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a soft drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the passenger seat of the car and drove to the convenience store ? 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 fare over to him.

Once she was in strawman of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few clip so that her bottom was her in high spirits decimal point and delivered L firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and recall about what you've done. Come out into the support room when you're ready to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of vino and, instead of the bread and butter 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 hands are minor and I can't hit too hard."

"fountainhead, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how living can take some strange bend. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age difference of opinion I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other daughter, Joanie filling the axial motion as mother. It's working well for all of us .