Friday eventide, the commencement week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a acquaintance for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a splash of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful workweek, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her socio-economic class and I was so doomed proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took Brobdingnagian pridefulness in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her mother's bosom, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a calamitous brain aneurysm and I was left a widower and the sole caretaker of a new birth infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did have help. My mother came to stay with me for three invaluable month. She took cathexis of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare chemical formula, bathe and variety infant and get accustomed to functioning on just a few steal hours of sopor. Mom would ingest liked to quell longer but my father's health had taken a turn for the worst and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

fountainhead, nanny might he understating her duty and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very important somebody in Joanie's and my life. commencement she helped with nestling care then her obligation evolved. My business is brokerage house, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo functions as my office handler now. She's just a span of years older than I, a little on the slender side ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are unflattering and shun war paint ; in other words she makes no exploit to prepare herself appealing but, none the LE, after that maiden Nox and after she'd been with me for several age and after a few cocktails I had the distinguishable delight to prompt myself that she was a wildcat between the sheets and blessed with the slopped cunt I'd ever had the pleasure to fulfil. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an acute disfavour for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the calendar week and always on the weekends for our special Sabbatum nights.

After we ended our kinship, my sex life went to hell in a deal handbasket but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to bug me and dally unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing boob against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied bottom as she'd sprint into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our approaching vacation. I own a fiddling vacation cottage in the mickle situated on the loveliest tarn this side of meat of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely wondrous hebdomad in June of each year Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and snap, a low motorboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the transmission channel and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine Maker's Deutschmark when the jangle of my telephone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a bonfire for a"startle of Summer"party, laugh at some wienerwurst, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a twain of beers ; I answered,

"hullo ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my intimately supporter since place school, I'd been his good man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his Call was still a surprisal ; I knew his work agenda and he was on duty.

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

"naught trade good, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to hail 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 headphone, OK ?"

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

At thirteen, the summertime between center school and high schooling I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pool firm. Then conclusion yr, at the beginning of her junior year there was the episode involving experiment with marijuana and my shaper's stigma ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her little buns over each of the above but now she was 18, emancipated, an grownup under the law. I got my winder 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 butt then get a cup of coffee."

Joanie was in the dorsum seat of Harry's cruiser, disheveled and passed out. We managed to get her to my car where she mumbled something then collapsed over the stern. I locked the car and followed Harry to the restaurant.

We took a booth in the back where I could see my car, after we got coffee bean and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could accept been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending officers was directed toward the two guy. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a cognize dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a tail light out and the patrol military officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the device driver and his briny squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the spine with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting officer there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him wield the hunting of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take tending of Dino Paul Crocetti and Joanie. He found about a grand worth of fissure in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

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

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

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

"She gon na to be able-bodied to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this time ; provide tomorrow morning time, maybe have a piffling detox session and let her pass most of her detoxification on her potbelly ‘ cause she won't be capable to sit."

"My Guy, that might work. And tell her Uncle Harry will put her in manacle and leg branding iron if she does it again,"with a grin.

The driveway home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and moan from the drunk in the backseat it was in muteness. At home plate I helped her stagger to her sleeping accommodation, undressed her down feather to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a osculation. In spite of her transgression she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would transfer that.

In my elbow room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd demand at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with items I would or might need. From 18 years experience there were certain things that Joanie might take. If she didn't flavor well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Panadol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a petty girl, in suppository material body, chloral hydrate suppositories to bring home the bacon a sleep aid and assist with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of class my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added grannie's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, Bacon, hasheesh browns, whole wheat toast, orange succus and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a vermillion rockfish of bacon around her plate and took several mouthful of the testicle before running to the lav. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"pappa, 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 gear up and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

Big as dish antenna, her eyes,"What dad ?"

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

The ride to the cabin was smooth. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio, Greco-Roman Country, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in town, got supplies for a week then drove on, it was darkening by the time we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the evening was chilly I asked if she'd like a firing, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedroom and privy on the ground floor and a dormancy loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the pigeon loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some Irish potato with onions and pepper then sautéed two perch filets while spinach simmered.

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

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every miss it these stories is the most beautiful girl in the world ( how the nookie can they all be the most beautiful miss in the populace ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a bout 130. She has rather full phase of the moon breasts, a poofie stomach and a bottom made up of twin fleshy globe distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiac, and to those booby dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the garret. As a joke I'd bought her pyjama for her seventeenth natal day, she always complained that it was too dusty in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a bead seat ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather broad rump as she descended, I could see a scanty line. She'd put as much material as possible over her very vulnerable tush ; smart girlfriend, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather placidity affair. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a compounding of apologies and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those people"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, fustian, blah, blah."

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

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

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

She hung her head as I stood up and took her deal, 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 backside of her jimmies.

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

"dad, please, this is so embarrassing, don't vigil me."

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

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

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

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

The mental testing 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 death chair in the middle of the elbow room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for much besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please papa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pajamas, those jammies that were printed"Little Princess"on the free fall flap. Already I heard a few rip ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. step-in were observable

Ten, ten, ten on each impertinence, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to scarper, I held her tighter, my left arm gripping her mild middle ; I stopped.

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her young body until she'd calmed.

"rack up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her boob were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the bingle piece. first-class honours degree her swollen breasts then her puffy potbelly, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her panty on because I thought it was more humble to her to give me take them off, part of her penalisation. I lowered them to mid second joint then told her to lift her articulatio coxae. They lay on the level at her base as I began.

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

snap, fissure, fling, the resounding music of figure meeting form. After about thirty whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so no-account, 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 waste her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a mess hall for a while. It tied her in knots when she did something that upset me so much that I punished her.

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

"papa, can I sleep here tonight, I don't want to receive to mount up to the loft ?"

I thought for a consequence then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to assist you slack up ?"

"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 sleeping room I paused to look up to my handcraft. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shades of red, reddish blue, purple with just a skin senses of blue, damn, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

I was dressed in my sleepwear, loose-fitting gym shortstop and a tee shirt. I crawled under the sheet with her.

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

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

How can she think back, I thought. The last prison term I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over xiii years ago.

"I'm dingy 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 smile if I traced my finger along her Venus cleft, her twat back then it was cipher more than a pink vale, her labia and clitoris were unexploited but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen class old self.

"Please pappa,"she begged as she took my deal and pulled it toward her ; the book binding of my hand brushed the silken hair covering her mons pubis veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't endeavor to stop her nor did I pluck away. My middle finger found her groove. I'd used my index finger when she was young but my halfway fingerbreadth was longer, better able to slue along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a tyke with just a small immature cunt. Her outer labia were tumefy, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the torso of a woman.

She trembled under my ship's boat ministrations then snuggled against me. diffuse gentle snores, the sedative had taken result, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was improper, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboo against incest had a pragmatic grounds before the availability of birth restraint ; but no longer.

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

perdition, makes gumption to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hand back, her slickness on my digit. I brought it to my lips ; mantrap and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the odor of coffee percolating and Baron Verulam frying. Joanie stuck her head into the sleeping accommodation,"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 Baron Verulam, eggs and goner then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last night pop, I slept like a baby."

Changing the subject I said,"Still a little sore, are we ?"

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

She lifted her gown and leaned forward displaying her derriere and a bit more.

"Touch me, sense how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the former color of the rainbow had faded. I rested my thenar on her sorely ill-treated 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 merit another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my set off wife was a cute Irish whisky lass, short, a fiddling pudgy and soft with strawberry mark blond hair, full chest and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump rear end. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. white as clotted ointment, how I'd loved to leave a ping script 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 thoroughgoing posterior, I know, my mitt fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you cogitate 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 glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those multitude sound like ring banger or drug dealers from what Harry told me."

"At the party, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the hombre was twenty-one, he could buy more and I had a piffling money, I was going to move over 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. Almost as soon as we left the political party they fired up a mates of joints then the guy in the back fanny with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some fresh Danton True Young white pussy. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my tit. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ blaze yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch over, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black dick tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to pluck my knickers off when we got pulled over."

"You were prosperous the copper showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that position, what were you thinking ?"

"papa, they were going to dishonor me ; both of them and that missy was going to watch. dada, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed worse, more degrading that another girl was going to get her recoil watching it pass, 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 virgin, my probing finger the dark before had explored her vagina. She was tight and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it better if we change the subject.

"Let's polish breakfast and go for a base on balls around the lake, we can let the cat out of the bag then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a shower. She was still only wearing her robe, her jammies and pantie were in her deal as she climbed the ravel to the loft.

Half way up she turned her brain, our eyes met and she gave me a small 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 presentation,"Go on, get dressed,"is all I said.

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

As we walked I let her chair the conversation. It had been a horrific experience for her but, once she was rescued by the constabulary and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from enquiry and apprehend her veneration had been transferred to another portion of her physique. He'd saved her virgin kitty but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. fantabulous appraisal of her quandary, as last night had proven.

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

"Princess, you're Cy Young. Unfortunately, offspring people make stupid mistakes but that's a big part of erudition, of maturing. I know goose egg like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flight of duck's egg coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a little late for their northward migration, it was former June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a speckle of pasture. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her brain on my lap.

The serenity of the morning, the kiss of the entitle sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's psyche. 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 oral fissure. It was like a sensual dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the spirit she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty green eyes and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

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

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her backtalk she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My niggling Princess might be a virgin 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 improper, in fact her evident retiring involution with fellatio made me marvel just how much Joanie had gotten into.

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

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

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

Back inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get cook 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 article of clothing I tested her urine. Still registering cannabis but not as gamey 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 return to her feet.

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

I gave her ten moderately unvoiced whacks on her panties then bared her arse 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 pop ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to stand up, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and T-shirt but was naked from the shank down, which I tried my right to ignore.

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

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

I had to think how to reply, finally I said,"I guess other matter were more important to me."

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

"fountainhead, you did receive your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey picayune affair, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

"How do you bonk anything about your old Dad's sex lifespan, anyhow ?"

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

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most dark and groan and moan on Sabbatum, the dark he parted her tight small bottom. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

"Oh daddy, this is so stymy, please don't make me say."

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

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that immense, not porn star size. He was a little over 7 ½ inches and a bit chubby.

Now would cause been the ideal clip to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been class since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the alteration in him, she could sense his erecting climbing against her.

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

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

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

Her breast were milky lily-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 former Joanie her first coming not brought by her own manus. His hand cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her diffused tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his spit flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her rose hip up to meet him she wailed in alien pleasure. Her succus flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet-flavored fountain. She was sopping, she was prepare 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 pecker to her virginal portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

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

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

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

Rob was gladiola he'd given Joanie a couple of orgasm with his knife, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to relax and take over the invasion of her unseasoned body. Her legs wrapped around his hip joint as she thrust back to meet his virgule. Sounds emanated from trench in her pharynx as she cooed.

"fuck me Daddy, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me proficient, do it 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 geezerhood of pent-up seed into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian thermionic vacuum tube, searching for a rich egg.

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

"We'll go into town 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 baby but not yet. I want us to have 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 loss of her virginity. She took him completely then rested.

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

Her full breasts, her poofie minuscule tummy, her reddish atomic number 79 streamlined pelt and, virtually of all her alluring grimace smiling at him.

"I'm sword lily you came in me papa, it makes me sense like a womanhood. Am I your woman now ?"

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into township. We had lunch, picked up a few more groceries and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought various architectural plan B tab and some scented lubricating substance. The oral contraceptive for immediate use, of course but the lube was for later, if my petty Princess was going to be my woman more was in store as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a predilection for anal sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be leave ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed giving birth control methods. The Plan B pills were a arrest gap measure, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an adult doctor, she'd only ever seen her paediatrician ; once household I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our area. I had Joanie phone to make water her appointment.

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

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

I told her that she'd want to bathe before we left and that she should don clothing that was leisurely to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the exam. most would be act, checking her ticker heartbeat, auricle, nose, throat and eyes then it would get more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the MD felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might stick by her fingers up my goat, ungh."

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

Joanie was as nervous as a tenacious chase after cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the doctor's government agency and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, nose, throat, etc. then a white meat examination before the pelvic.

The doctor was exceptional as she explained what she was going to do each pace of the way.

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

As the doctor withdrew her fingerbreadth and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grin.

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

Because of my account Joanie knew what was coming following. She tensed up and pled,"Please, I don't want that, don't do that to me."

Gently the doctor rubbed her tum saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be appease, I won't hurt you, I promise."

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

"Almost done beloved,"she said.

As she talked the doc was lubricating her index finger's breadth. 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 sphincters relaxed and the Doctor's finger slid in.

Completing the test the Doctor handed her various tissue, saying,"Maybe you'd like to ill-treat into the bathroom and scavenge up while I get your new IUD."

The function was over, Joanie had a follow-up designation for two weeks hence and a carefulness that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the return pain in the neck allayer ; Tylenol, Motrin or such and perch a bit.

On the driving force home 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 Daddy, she had her digit up me as far as she could go checking my womb and cervix uteri from the binding face, ick."

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

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

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

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

"pappa, I'm getting the cramp like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Tempra,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lubricant in you, I'm going to have to keep my finger in you ‘ til your muscles grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

My digit was in her for nearly five minutes. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a kiss in the cheek and told her,"You have a cute bottom."

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

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

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my cleaning lady, she wants to have my babies and live as my wife. She was xviii and I was forty-one, we could have several tiddler if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so saucy but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my buff if she could authorize my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the medico's penetration and my turncock was one hellava lot bigger than her slim finger's breadth ; we'd have to see.

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

"impression skilful Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to awaken 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 and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to habilitate, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a duo of light slippers she was nude under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the gown I admired her breasts and uttered,"Daddy's dessert,"as I took one then the other 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 tongue into her vagina. I took her clit between my lips, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a trembling, explosive coming then a second and one-third. As I brought her off for the Forth River metre she was pleading for me to end, wailing in a painful pleasure. She was too raw 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 ducky position.

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and go back for a few minutes 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 position I admired her sex. Still a girlish coral pinko,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the complete pussy, damn this smell so good. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to respire arduous, more rapidly.

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

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

Her normal strait had changed. She was panting like a small bitch being ridden by a big German sheepman, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her slit with the fucking of her life history then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulse rate of his ropy cum into her

He rode her down to the mattress where she lay, dazed and glassy eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her battered body, caressing her sides and arse, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God pop, I thought you were going to fuck me to death, you felt so big in me. My poor little pussy's so sore but at to the lowest degree 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,"closing,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you mean, ‘ close,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a unmarried finger along her crack he saw the realization and veneration news bulletin in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"Preparation mostly, she'd give herself clean and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the night before then enemas several hours 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 painful sensation from it but, like you, she likes a little bit of painful sensation with the pleasure."

"I don't think I want to do that papa, 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 subject field and over the adjacent two weeks nothing more was said. Their sex life was frequent and active, exploring versatile positions. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from tush. She liked the feel of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her hard. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to slow down. He spent a lot of time on her diffuse rear end, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first 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 clitoris he could bring her to climax that way.

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

With the head of his putz 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 Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two weeks had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up appointment found no problems. Joanie was ok for a year unless something indecent happened.

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

Joanie's water was clean, she was no longer forced to return him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

After their light supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. oral exam then cowgirl followed by a behind tender missionary. He ignored her rump and they ended the eventide spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single boiled egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

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

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

"pappa,"she rasped.

As he turned to appear at her he saw her awe ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

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

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

She could see into the bedroom from the bathtub. She heard water running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a wide-cut five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her fearful eyes tracked him as he got the red incandescent lamp enema syringe and a lubricating substance of lubricating substance and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her bridge player saying,"Come 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 gown,"she said.

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

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

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

"pop, please,"she wailed, as she felt him distribute her cheek and stick in the syringe.

After five medulla oblongata she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdominal cavity working the water deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

He continued to massage her saying,"Let the water do its work."

When the cramping got to severe he helped her to the commode then left so she could empty privately.

He could hear the splatter of faecal matter, the sound of escaping gas and his little little girl's moans. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A endorse five bulb enema followed by a third and finally a small three light bulb insertion and she was running clear.

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

"Just respite Princess,"he said.

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

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

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

He hesitated, should he assure her the Sojourner Truth ? If nothing else he was always honest with her.

"Princess, noon will be the outset meter. We're going to do it four or five prison term over the course of the day."

"Oh dada,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite fellow with light meal and enema, now, get some rest."

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

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

She started to snivel but then she felt his cover girl knife 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 peck up the lubricating substance from the pillow.

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

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery voice answered,"Yes Daddy."

"Remember how I was on your back rubbing against you ? We're going to do it the same way, you'll lie on your corporation and I'll lie on your back. That's the easiest way for the girlfriend and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her coxa and undersurface then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack respective meter then guided it to her opening.

"button Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The top dog of his cock split her sphincters and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the porno films Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the firstly of what she knew would be many moan, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to relax. Christ, I love your bottom. 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 tender and, as a Virgo she was being stretched to fit his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this world-class day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would add up next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to wriggle out from under him.

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

It happened nearly every clip with an untaught anal retentive virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to propel her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no feeling in the world like a Cy Young young lady's vestal anus and rectum. The unbelievably besotted hold of her anatomical sphincter brawniness squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to turn away him. It would always be grand but it would never be quite the same. She'd be escaped each future time. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to bend those muscularity to squeeze and she-bop him and he could playact a little rougher.

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

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

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

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

He kissed her eyes and then her backtalk,"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 hurt but, in truth, the anticipation was high-risk than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the potty for a little while then put a pair of panties on and come up 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 tummy, her head on his chest and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're fantastic. Far and away the best I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"other girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her belittled slight butt, I always felt I had to hire it easy with her. I like plump bottoms, like mummy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

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

"Really, why ?"

"papa, 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 hour when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

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

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

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

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to pull them back toward her chest, adding,"Remember to push when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"Push Princess."

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

"Feel the voluminousness again Princess ?"

A hurt,"Unhuh,"rasped from cryptic in her throat.

"I know you're probably feeling some infliction. 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 breasts and leaned forward to kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of bosom, with her soft clean tummy and golden coil ; I could just eat you up."

Maybe later he would but she thought not, she was sure 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 interrogative sentence is that. God, even in this positioning you can embarrass me."

Rob took her manus and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will experience thoroughly, especially when I'm pumping you."

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

After various 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 moans interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her eyes and a diminished grinning played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was acute Daddy."

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

"My poor bottom's sore but my trivial twat's trusted happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with scrap and cole coleslaw Joanie said,"That position was kinda neat, how we could observe each early's faces, see each early's eyes. Is that your favorite position ?"

"I like it for just those cause but, no, my favorite is girl under on her knee joint, 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 picayune like that, I like letting her feeling my durability, all of my distance and girth, giving her a rough ride."

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

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

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

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The wait wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her skidder, 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 anchor ring was red ; the vigorous physical exertion she'd received was patent as he fingered the lubricant into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the entire feeling in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to work her.

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

With one bridge player holding her top hip his early massaged her abdomen.

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

He continued to arrest her lower 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 active was in her abdomen, she could palpate it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

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

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

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

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

"Really, now hurry up, pappa'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 pretty pinkish pussy was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

From under the pillow he pulled out a hand 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 mo before he sucked the deep red red tip of her clit between her lips.

She couldn't keep her assiduousness on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his psyche and pounded her pussy against his lips until she came with a rush and outpouring of tasty, tangy peach flavored lady friend juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh dada, that was awesome. I want a mirror every time."

"Well, take the things off the chest of drawers and tilt the mirror a little, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to catch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the promontory board and reclined against it with his wooden leg 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 lube you, can you see my mitt ?"

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

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your digit up my little butt 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, ok."

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

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

He held her articulatio coxae and let her sway and pump on him, reveling in the audio she was making ; still some groan but mostly noises of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

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

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

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

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

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

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

"get-up-and-go Princess."

She was still quite stiff but it was getting easier each time.

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

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

"Feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it find soundly ?"

"It feels sorta like the cramp iron I get when you give me an clyster, like I really, really have to go."

"Put your hand under you, on your stomach. I'm going to change my slant of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly release, you should be able-bodied to finger me."

Once her hand was in lieu he scooted high on her back so his insight was more toward her nominal head ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you Daddy, I can find you."

He grasped each of her brass opening her quip wider, going deeper than he had before.

Joanie gasped, new tissue was stretching, it hurt ; her eyes teared.

"Oooooooooo pappa, you're too big, you're sooooooooo big,"as a mute sob broke from her chest.

He pounded her deep, knockout and debauched for several minutes. He moans had tour to wails, her sobs to a wailing cry as her rent flowed.

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

She tightened down as best she could, it was difficult with the hard driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heating as he roared and his ejaculate flooded her bowel.

Better, 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 fare into his arms, instead she curled into the fetal position 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 let a belittled sense of taste of what rough child's play is like."

"That was a small discernment ? I don't want a disk full, I don't think I could guide it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair's-breadth was a disheveled mess, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing black bar over her aspect where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

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

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

"Then that's what I want hoot it, I want to look out 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 manager, an important employee to me, I hope you can understand."

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

"God girl, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Leary fucked so backbreaking she can't walk, ok ? I hate her and I want her to smart 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 military position. He'd taken her from behind, his hands fondling her boob as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the 5th sentence that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhausted sleep.

They spent the balance of their sentence at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an clyster every two days, he suggested it would be easier with a two dry quart clyster bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the affaire, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible 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 character of their own repertoire, period, fully stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their intimate bonding going. Joanie wanted to subsist as Rob's married woman and give his baby and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more make out and bed better half. He could run his business from a telephone set and computer from their minor cabin until he could supervene upon it with a lakefront home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a acclivity and a 10 % parcel of the business to continue to run their city role. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Henry M. Robert Burns : The in effect laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish proverb : Man plans, God laughs.

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

"Rob, I think there is a problem. It's not something I want to get into over the phone but I'd like to meet with you face to face at your former wash room, when are you planning to reelect ?"

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

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

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

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you recognise what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

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

"Yeah, certain Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the only release I can distinguish, I think I've found it all ; these copy 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 very much you rely on her."

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

"The police are, of course of action an option or you could force out her. Why not talk to her initiatory, find out what happened, why she did it then resolve how to proceed."

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

Rob walked for auction block lost in cerebration, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his design. 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 cell phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be able to pee 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 place around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even meet 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 voice as she said,"I'll be ready for anything."

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

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may delay our plans, I hope not but I'm encounter with Morgana this evening to discuss thing. I'll be recent getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

She had a perplexed smell on her face,"My wish"…then the clean went on, and"you mean it might materialize ?"

"Cool your jet-propelled plane and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a grin,"wishing me to warm you up for tonight ?"

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

"dada, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, bone mid-heeled pumps, a flannel blouse with a trivial brown ribbon 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 party boss give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a bottle of a all right Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her keep room she was flighty and girlish in a way a forty-three year old womanhood shouldn't be but Morgana was with the solely man she'd ever loved. If the Sojourner Truth be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a appointment until she went to work with Rob. Throughout schoolhouse she was the skinny, geeky girl with methamphetamine. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did arrive at her valedictorian and get her a full-of-the-moon drive eruditeness to a amercement college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a deep brown shop. It was good and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I take the Big octet firm or the strong-growing smaller firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a overlord in account and was moving up in the world ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between caper right now, would you consider me for your nanny office, I've never been a nanny but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her tummy rolling and her bladder about to burst as she waited for his reply.

"So tell me, Morgana O'Leary, what are your reservation ; 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 bachelor is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're sober, right ?"

"Of course I'm severe Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how much money do you command in the open market ?"

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

"Philip Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the table but a small firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny and if you could do some study with my troupe on the accounting slope I could derive 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 abominable experience in mellow schooltime but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so abashed, he had a petty grinning on his face, he took her hired man and kissed the backbone like a Gallic gentleman.

"I love your fragrance Morgana."

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

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

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

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

"Only a couple 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 jazz what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the aroma of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, contain off your step-in and take them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe Washington apple but when they walked out her panties were his souvenir. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how practically she loved sex. The future day her skinny small torso ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in making love. She started work for him the next Monday dawning. Then he'd kicked her to the check, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine and asked,"forethought for Sir Thomas More Rob ?"

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

"What do you think of Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you have a go at it what he found…"

She started to resolve, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her heart teared.

He knew she was about to recede control. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bath and dropped her lower clothing.

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

She flowed like a fire hose from both her urethra and her center,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

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

"Now, tell apart me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

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

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

"Ok, let's take the cops off the table, you think I should fire you then ?"

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go self-destructive 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, please not that, it would be like proscription from an Amazonian federation of tribes, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The finis affair in the creation he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his clientele brilliance. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key give-and-take, watchword she'd understand.

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

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

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

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

He took a few moment 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 come over every Sat to call for whatever you can pay, ok."

He could see her relax, this wasn't going to be so bad she thought ; wrong.

"Now the rest, yes, you've been a bad girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Sabbatum night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you agree to that ?"

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

"Is that going to convert tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left over hand he picked up the piffling valise he'd brought while with his rightfield 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 toilet table there was a fine straight backed professorship, ideal for the matter at script. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck opening. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her recollective sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her articulatio humeri and down. Morgana was s slender adult female, her knocker were minor and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were little and tight as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"Step out of your brake shoe,"he ordered.

Beautiful osseous tissue pump with a medium dog were shed, he unfastened the waist stria of her drawers and let them fall.

He told her to tread out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in pearl thigh highs and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the toilet not to long before he saw that she might embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her pantie and seated her. It wasn't a stream, rather a squirt, spirt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into post and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your panties for a while then I'll take them down and chip in you some more, finally you'll get ten of my expert with the coppice. Did you have your clyster ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you want me to stay put the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His manus fell with a chap, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the indorse, thirdly, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her little butt, so pocket-size, so mingy, his hand covered both impertinence, she was in snag. Morgana O'Leary was a good girl, she'd never been spanked in her life ; she was being spanked now.

Her peg were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the one-tenth blow. Then, over her pantie she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to meet his touching and came explosively.

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

prison term for some more, he said, as he began to paddle. physique on physical body the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streak of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her small body was easy to contain. With just his left-hand hand on the pocket-size of her backrest he held her in blank space until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more house spanks then, with her sex cupped with his justly hand and his ovolo massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her indorsement 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 semblance, he admired his work. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such pain in the ass, she felt like she was on the sharpness of knowingness when she felt the thrill on her anus. She was being lubricated, she was about to be sodomized, finger probed her then she was lifted and laid face down on her bed.

Hands gripped her narrow rosehip lifting her to her articulatio genus, manus parted her small nether cheeks, pressure level against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"thrust Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fervidness 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 wreck her, he was going to lie with her pretty hard but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still prolific, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendence ?"

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

"I'm going to lie with you tonight, tomorrow get some of the dawning after lozenge and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more than. Tell me what you've done next Sabbatum, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, be intimate you then enjoy your sweet bantam ass."

"will you spank me the Saame way you did tonight ?"

"Not as severely 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 rough 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 acknowledgment from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to take some time to restore the confidence we had. The money in and of itself is not the actual issuance although I do expect it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

"I know Robbie but that way I wouldn't really feel that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't give me my spankings,"she retorted with a little 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 tight as a young girl, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

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

Joanie was in the kitchen having coffee when he got rest home. She put down her cup and gave him a hug.

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

"That's decent Princess, we discussed what might materialize before I left, I don't think we need to retrograde it now, ok."

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

"Settle down Joanie, those park eyes of jealousy you're display are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and birth java and I'll separate you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

"That could put a rattling crease in our plans, wouldn't you agree ?"

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these leg,"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 short peg and carrot biz, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to gather with her each Saturday night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to remind her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

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

"The final Saturday, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to birth her descend here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in cooking. That day I'm going to severalize 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 loo, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll submit her out, probably to luncheon, we'll be gone the necessary three hours. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her judgment wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's tightfitting short butt being filled with piddle, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike hips across her dada's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a niggling of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor adult female would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In venom of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some fellow feeling for her and, second, she was going to have a telecasting recorder with her so she could plastic film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, clip dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday nights he was away. She hated that he came home with"That charwoman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their dwelling had an interesting feature. The master bedroom's enceinte walk-in water closet was actually a walk-through, with entry from both the sleeping living quarters and a second entrance from the lav. She could exit in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but comfortable chair so that she had an unobstructed slew furrow to the bed. Her video tv camera was on a tri-pod and cook for action. And now fourth dimension dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her regard. 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 workweek, days away from her creation. sentence was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute replete freighter being penetrated, her making the sorrowful phone of raspy sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tummy was a mess, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhea and a debile bladder, she'd peed four multiplication before the doorbell rang.

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the privy to her electric chair. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their commercial enterprise transactions before she heard the urine running in the contiguous bathroom. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the bedroom with his five gallon pail. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY gelatin. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pants suit when he led her in, she was carrying a little all-night case, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a mellow shoal girl on her for the first time date with the football star.

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

"sweet Morgana, I want to devote you a abstruse cleanup. I'll give you a serial of clyster until the water runs clear. I want your rectum and colons completely empty, I thought we could own a nice hanker 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 ivory shell came over her head. Her brassiere was also blanch lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no more than a pair of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob hang and kissed each one.

"Step out of your horseshoe Morg,"he asked

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

Her panties were the Same pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a tiddler size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a single cheek 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 hired man, led her to the bed, sat and brought her across his lap.

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulb each metre, could this tiny char 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 body of water way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's breadbasket was distended from all the water supply, as Rob massaged it began to funk as the water supply was forced deeper into her bowels.

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

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

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

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

Three school term and then she was crystalise. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just take it easy for a few minutes, then I'll feed you…"

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

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

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

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

"cum here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into place and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her coxa, displaying her bottom. He laid his bridge player on her, one handwriting covered her completely, then, Crack.

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

crack, wisecrack, crack. It wasn't a particularly reprehensible spanking but it was firm enough to impart binge. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to head off the blows.

Joanie's oculus were big as discus, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide open. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give way her a gynecological test. Even here she noted that Morgana was pocket-sized, a short cunt completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spanking ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her Daddy fingered Morgana to a crashing orgasm. She then collapsed over his lap, absolutely spent from her ordeal.

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the nominal head of her drawers and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would listen.

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

After they'd left for lunch Joanie changed her step-in and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some shipway it nearly took her breath away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and film her pop with her ; and more importantly, would she want to watch ?

appearance time, she heard his car on the driveway, the pawl of the ringlet in the front doorway and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for lunch Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner last night and breakfast this forenoon, just for you."

"Well truelove, 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 art object by piece removed her cute lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his mouth. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screeching of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulse of female person ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's expression, no damned curiosity he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clit until she tried to worm 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 quivering, body shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tubing of lubricant he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her tight little impudence, as offset one finger then two worked lubricator deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her behind ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into side. She was on her human knee, her dresser on the mattress, her face turned toward the lens of the eye of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her articulatio coxae high in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her pop massaged Morgana's hips and bottom then moved up against her. His Phallus looked Brobdingnagian, bigger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of her clenched fist, pressed against Morgana's tight minuscule gap, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie vigil while, to a symphony of Morgana's groan, inch after inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her bum, he was in.

As he always did with her, her pop paused once he was completely in, allowing her to get the painful delight of a stretch along and filled rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or XV hour. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his stifle behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his foundation up along side Morgana so that he was in a knee bend. He rose up and transferred his weight to her pelvic arch, changing his angle of incursion so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the mournful plaint escape from the other woman.

He was plowing into her hard and fast like a pile driver. Morgana tried to dribble to the mattress, to escape but to no service, he held her body in its tucked location as he pushed down on the minor of her back forcing her hips even higher.

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

With the adjacent awesome jab into her eubstance, a sob broke from her dresser, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too grisly to watch. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the small woman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her dad poured pulse after sizzling pulsing of spermatozoan 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 seed dripping from her. At final stage he lowered her to the mattress on the scepter of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a fond washrag then, from her little overnight cause 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 textile then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton plant panties on her, picked her up and carried her to the client room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A hale lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. facilitate me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the tranquilising suppositories, lowered her boxershorts 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 walk from the way. Maybe a little compassion 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 maven. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a footling injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her bosom. At a red about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her arms, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her boldness. She no longer hated,"That womanhood,"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 hour before she began to get cognizant of her surroundings. The first thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could consume stopped it, but I don't idea, it felt nice."

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

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

"Years ago, when I was in high schooltime another female child and I fooled around, nothing dangerous though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her boob ?"

"No, we just touched each other's breasts, nada at all below the waist."

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

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

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

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

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

"Feel how big I am, sense of touch me, please touch me Morgana."

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's rousing was evident, too.

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

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

"taste sensation me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry little glossa was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out space her Daddy had never found, a gentler, subdued touch ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clitoris, her strong breathing space, probing her. Joanie could feel her orgasm building.

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

That illusion tongue went to her flow 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 tour,"Joanie said.

"I don't know Joanie, I better sustain these panties on until I can sit on the potty for a piece, I've got a tail 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 think, your fault, you had naught to do with it. I wanted Rob to have intercourse me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

"Yes, I mean sex and I was so envious of you, I hated you but I don't anymore. I mean, we could percentage him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could share if you want."

"You mean, like surrogate nights ? Something like that ?"

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

Morgana thought, she hadn't had anything for six years until the recent sequence. 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 dubiousness ; why was today your flaw ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a mo or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a low taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with 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 embarrass, you watched me crying and all ?"

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

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

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

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

"hoot, he's got a huge load, 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 Kyd, his kids. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV display. We'd each have our bedroom then on our nights we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we suggest this to our harem master key ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

"Now just two more things to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the early ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told papa 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 Daddy, probably tomorrow."

"Do you desire me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The kickoff particular on Joanie's bucketful list tasted a little like salty citrus tree, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic audio she retrieved Mo's all-night kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a dark-brown Elmer Leopold Rice pilau, flux summer squash and a natural spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"papa could we have a drinking glass of vino and go out by the pool, Mo and I would care to sing to you."

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

Both the young woman were anxious, squirming in their chairs, trying to start out the conversation in fit and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's start with you. What do you desire ?"

"papa, Mo and I were talking. I want you to make love, I'm not green-eyed of her anymore and we both know how a great deal you, well how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so dissimilar, you know, dissimilar physical 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 rails and Jo's got a nice diffuse plush body and since variety is the spice of life, we just thought you might wish a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and shout is it."

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

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the babe. I want to get my IUD removed and get started right away."

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

"Robbie, you know I love you and I've come to adore Jo, yes, it's what I would like to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the peachy little 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 idea ?"

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorused,"Well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your physical structure as up-to-dateness, is that mediocre ?"

"Who ever said girls fight fair, dada ?"

"Who would slumber where ?"

"Mo and I would each give our own rooms. You could choose who was to make out to your bed each night except when we're having our menstruation then the early would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls do work out the sectionalisation of obligation for the Interior of the house, I'll take charge of the exterior field and the pool, fairish enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to accept full wash-out enemas every two Clarence Day. You'll be responsible for giving them to each other. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to have it by no previous than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each early, Jo's typeface fell and Mo could read the awe in her eyes, she knew that Jo's prognosis had been adjust, her rough drive would be the succeeding day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

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

"Now, one final affair, I want both of you to have a go at it that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my cover and the threat of blackmail. We won't do this type affair again and I'm going to reward the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few proceedings. Anything else madam ?"

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

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

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his spanking chair so that she would own a expert panorama of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, fare and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whang on your scanty and then an indeterminate turn on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to portion my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please rise into bed. Joanie, drive off your top."

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

"semen bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"base up and drop your underdrawers Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more evaluate, the separatrix firmer as ten fell on her pantied tooshie.

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

"airlift your coxa and let me get your panties off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

cranny, the explosive sound and searing sting of flesh on flesh.

"One."

crevice

"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her spread out sex, toying with her clitoris with his index and middle digit 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 lupus erythematosus, but over time he could get them to attend forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his unoccupied mitt he smoothed her hair and massaged her shoulder. As she started to writhe on his lap he whispered,

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

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

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

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

"Morgana, come bandstand in front man of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your shorts, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare chassis to gain the desired result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a line from Joanie, Morgana's savourless dresser with little brown nipples.

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

commencement ten rapid swats to her shorts.

tie-up up and hold your shorts off Morgana.

White cotton fiber, just what he'd told her to bring in her all-night case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a back spanking, this was one maltreated bottom.

He gave her ten unfaltering ones on her pantie, just not quite as business firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for several proceedings before saying,"rhytidectomy your hips for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, counting them."

Crack

"One."

sally

"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 delectable. Do you think you could acquire me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. nookie me any meter and any way you want."

"Ok most of the night I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her kitty, but I'll end with you."

"I know, you're saving her derriere for tomorrow, aren't you ?"

"Why would you retrieve 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 arse,"Ok, into bed with you, too."

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

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

Rob intellection of himself as a cognoscente of all right puss ( as if there is any early form ). As an case Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus and SALT. No question, this pair had become a bit more than than allies, he'd necessitate to keep that in mind.

Rob let them play for about half an minute then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her breasts. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could feel his erection against her bottom.

"Monday visit your doctor up by the cabin, get a recommendation for someone down here. I want you to get an engagement for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's set out a family, OK Princess ?"

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

"trade 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 breasts replete, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

"dada, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an appointment with someone for Monday but I'm sure it won't be any after than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the ominous implications when her dad said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're pregnant but we still have at to the lowest degree William Ashley Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her backrest then he forced her up onto her human knee. Then he pulled her back until she was in a squeeze ball with her breasts forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the small-scale of her vertebral column so that she elevated her sex organs like a tabby cat cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a jolly rough in drive, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was manifest he preferred this mightiness position. verity be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough with her, but not this metre, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was goose egg but a melodic line up for Sunday, and on William Ashley Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

After he'd cum they lay together, him holding her.

"You became pretty good buddies 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 friends, but now you and I need to change places I promised Morg a lilliputian action tonight."

Feigning eternal rest Morgana was laying on her side with her back toward him. She was nude to the waist but still had on her cotton panties.

He fondled her midget breasts until her tit stiffened then he lowered the seat of her step-in and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his preferred kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

"Aren't you going to occupy my panty off ?"

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clitoris with your fingers while I play with your titty and fuck your precious picayune posterior ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to ride her like she's a bracing young filly then ride her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a refreshed Whitney Young filly, I'm an experience female horse and it was still all I could occupy. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've fully grown fond of her."

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

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

"Joanie's piddling ditty, you know…'citrus tree and salinity or chocolate malted,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus and salt and do you cognize what Joanie tastes like ?"

"Yeah, Robbie I do ; dish, 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 neat deal of truth in that utterance, now give me a little action, I'm ready to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next first light but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was wakeful, cold cereal, pledge and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in short and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no demand to get dressed just to undress for her enema. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

After the meal was finished Rob told them that he was going out for a while but that he'd be home before one. He had some errands to run then he was going to turn back at the drug store and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had raft. We'll get everything together, the bucket of warm up water, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lube me then you put the enema syringe nozzle in the water and squeeze then release. The bulb will fill with piss. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't spillage it, though or the muddied water system will make full the bulb. tear it out and repeat the outgrowth. I usually get five lightbulb full phase of the moon three times before I'm empty."

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

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

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

"rent your slipper 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 John L. H. Down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

"Mo, I'm so frighten, I'm about to wet myself rightfulness now."

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

As Jo sat emitting little anxious squirts, not the gushing catamenia of a full bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd maintain her step-in on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

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

"Come on Mo, use a circular motion with decent pressure level to run the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Jesus that cramp hurt. Take me to the potty."

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

"Please Mo, I'm going to give birth an chance event here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some sweet smelling bathtub oil then after, I'll give you a picayune massage with soundbox lotion, brush your hair and apply some light constitution. What do you want to fag ?"

"I thought albumen skidder, white thigh high up stockings, white lacy fancy pantie and a blanched satin robe. Does that match your approval ?"

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

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

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

"I think you don't need anything up your bootie right now. Maybe a methamphetamine of lily-white wine ?"

She was sipping her bit glass when her daddy came in.

He saw that she'd dressed and made herself up. He took her hand and helped her to brook saying,"God Joanie, you truly are my Little 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 doorway, he patted her on the undersurface as he passed,"Did you take up good care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it light on your piffling filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's deal to head her to the chamber, 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 bathroom but instead of leaving he began to talk.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying manoeuvre. Instead of answering her terminal question, he took her script, pulled her to her substructure and fitted her scanty back in blank space,"Come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the chamber 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 skidder. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the pantie were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her scanty down she was surprise when he asked,"Do you desire 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 gilt pelt was now nicely shaped and tasteful, not the fantastic bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own robe, kicked off his carpet slipper and, taking her into his arms folded them down to the mattress.

Kisses, afters shared breaths, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, soft tummy, neatly trimmed Mon Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the smell, the tasting, laving her liquidity slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a clapper dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her small opal waiting. His lips suction it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the sexual climax washes through her body, her organs clutches, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then free as her womanly succus erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

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

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forgotten the video camera recording her every second, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happiest little girl 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 minuscule orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

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

cool, slick magazine, fingerbreadth probing her, and more lubricant, her dad's vox, just relax Princess as his other hired hand strokes her back, her tomentum, her cheek, then,

"I'll assistance you get into position Princess. We'll start slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes to feel the voluminosity then I'll beginning to pump you."

"pa, I'm scared and you never did serve my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

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

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

"Ok Princess, get up on your knee, great, now tilt forward and put your chest on the mattress, close up your arms and rest your promontory on your branch, perfect."

Just a picayune fine tuning. He pulled back on her articulatio humeri, tucking her trunk a little more tightly, pressed down on the diminished of her book binding so that her pelvic arch and genitalia were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally various times before. From that linear perspective she knew what to bear when she heard,

"pushing Princess."

In the wardrobe Morgana watched, Rob's coxa flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscleman, the moans as Mo saw Rob's cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with hammer. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to act her bowels, so full, she'd feel so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward apparent motion. He continued at that pace, in that calendar method of birth control for about ten minutes.

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

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

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his animal foot under him, positioning them along Joanie's wing he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her pelvic arch, she was bearing most of his weight unit when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex variety meat and anus, then he spread her cheeks adding another inch that he could interpenetrate her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one Brobdingnagian sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the photographic camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, inkiness trails down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed hair's-breadth a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous roar as heart rate after pulsing of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the lips of her pussy. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the elbow room plaintive whimper and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to adopt care of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton wool step-in to try to insure the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Tylenol for infliction and two of her sedatives to avail her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash material and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her tush before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medicament then left the little girl alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to bruise both of his miss, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana suffer he'd never have been so fierce with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a jumpy ride. He decided not to discuss this with the female person, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could feature 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 exclusively panties. Morgana was holding Joanie to her breast as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was bent, holding her abdomen and walking on shivering pegleg. Morgana was helping to back up her.

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

He brought them each a glass of a crisp chardonnay grape along with the balance of the bottle.

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

"That's amercement with me."

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

"Princess, you don't have anything to evidence to me,"her pop told her.

"I'm not trying to try anything but that I'm your fille, your footling Princess. You're my man, the only 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 smiling, in a gross understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

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

"dad, can I catch some Z's in the middle. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to hold in me while you're in me, can we ?"

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

She was still a little wobbly the next morn but she made the call to the gynaecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the next usable appointment was six weeks hence.

Disappointed, she went to the net. She learned that she could aim out her own IUD, not recommended for indisputable but possible. Just find the cosmic string and slowly and gently pull until the little plastic device soda pop free.

She asked Mo to aid her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strand and pulled it out. There was a little spotting of rip but naught more.

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

They changed positions.

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

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

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

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and spermatozoon production and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to lose weight leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second period and began to have from tumesce breasts, morning sickness and constipation they ran two abode gestation tests. 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 style, with Mo functioning more like a female parent than a friend. They kept up their clyster regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the eighth month but Mo's would bear on unless she, too became pregnant.

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

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a nice sister extrusion, even beginning to experience a minuscule bowel movement. Her chest 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 trivial summer gestation smock and strappy T. H. White sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of albumen wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't crapulence but one little methamphetamine hydrochloride of vino, what could it hurt.

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

Walking 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 spread his legs to accommodate bulge, but he got her into position.

"Mo, get 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 cute picayune smock then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity panties and then they were down around her knees.

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

"One."

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

seven months fraught she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, come here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a degraded ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten More on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

go

"One."

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

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, take out your panties up, I don't want you to trip. Morgana, you can suffer your panty back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the vacuum tube of KY jelly. Morg's miserly footling bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

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

Once she was in topographic point he bent Morgana over the table.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

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

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

She moaned as he slid in. She was broad, 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 fuck it Morg ; do you like me to have sex you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the table and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

"well, I don't think blow would assume to the table, do you ? But we'll come up with something special for my Little Princess later this evening."

Rob fucked her for about thirty minutes. Her little ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

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

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

"Yes Daddy."

"trade good. I want you to get it on 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 special in intellect for me tonight. What ?"

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

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly plot when pappa was away, and since there were two girl and one guy it would certainly result to some lady friend on girl action. They smiled at each other and respond,"Yes."

Both of the girls were a niggling antsy through the rest of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

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

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"perfect, now pluck your human knee up a small and circularise your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she pop. I think she may experience the prettiest pussycat 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 knees between Morgana's legs.

"lean forward and slip your arms under her stage and grok her hips."

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

"Joanie, I'm going to insert you from behind, in your ass. I won't be pugnacious with you but I am going to fuck you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the back of her heading pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and SALT, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it well-off with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some agency this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute girl, her hip joint elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the little clitoris. Both of them making sounds of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both woman melding, oestrogen and Lipo-Lutin flooding their consistence and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

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

He began to pump her plush posterior. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her sexual climax, he could feel muscular contraction building in Joanie's anus and he was set up to erupt.

Three spokesperson, raised, expressing spectacular pleasure, they ended in a throw together mass of legs, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

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

She had the solvent for that.

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

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

Rob lifted Morg's wooden leg and fucked her heavy and fasting, she'd had two screaming coming before he gushed into her nice tight cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each side of meat of him. Joanie was out of it, weighty sex on a meaning body had left her just smiling quietly.

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

"You know Robbie, as many fourth dimension 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 womanhood her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these days, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her front-runner flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel that he was at the binding of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her sass. Like a real trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her mouthpiece. She swirled her natural language and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch,"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 slight buttocks is calling my name."

They traded seat, Morg in the mediate facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the former episode on the kitchen tabular array, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suction my titty while he fucks you, please Mo."

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

Joanie's delivery went off without a hitch. They now had a cunning squalling packet of baby girl in the star sign. Morgana was an immense aid ‘ though in the true she was like a doting grandmother to the child and a alert mother to Joanie.

The truth of the human relationship was driven house when the baby, capital of Seychelles Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of early days, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the house. The babe hindquarters was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no tike seat available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front rider's seat and trucked on down to the neighbourhood contraption shop, got a twelve ingroup and drove home. Morgana turned into the private road just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an account. Did you lead 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 affair I can imagine. There is no reason on God's park earth that getting a Coke a Aspinwall is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, break it a break, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was nineteen ? She wondered and she was really tempestuous with her friend.

"Just lead it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final shuck, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dressing table she got grandmother's hairbrush, sat on the brisk 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 panties down to her knees and whaled on her back position with the tomentum brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waistline down. She was sniveling with tear stained eyes and a stuck-up nozzle. Additionally, her bare posterior was ruby. 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 way.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to relieve oneself her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to severalize 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 residuum 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 fund 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 uneasy for a soft crapulence that you took our daughter and put her frantic on the passenger seat of the car and drove to the appliance computer storage ? Do I have that right hand ?"

"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 snappy chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to derive over to him.

Once she was in front line of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her backside was her high-pitched point and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and suppose about what you've done. Come out into the bread and butter elbow room when you're prepare to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of vino and, instead of the life 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."

"Well, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how life can consider some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age departure I feel more like a gramps with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my early daughter, Joanie filling the scroll as mother. It's working well for all of us .