Friday evening, the get-go week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a friend for dinner party and a drink or two and had gotten rest home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of maker's scar, rocks with just a splash of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful workweek, Joanie my eighteen year old girl had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her division and I was so damned proud.

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

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have help. My female parent came to last out with me for three invaluable month. She took charge of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and change baby and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen time of day of eternal sleep. Mom would have liked to stay longer but my Fatherhood's health had taken a go for the forged and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

wellspring, nanny might he understating her responsibility and economic value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very authoritative person in Joanie's and my life history. First she helped with child charge then her responsibility evolved. My business is brokerage firm, I buy, sell and incur items for others and Mo functions as my agency handler now. She's just a duo of years honest-to-goodness than I, a little on the slender incline ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are uncomplimentary and eschews constitution ; in early words she makes no endeavor to make herself appealing but, none the lupus erythematosus, after that initiatory night and after she'd been with me for several long time and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasance to remind myself that she was a wildcat between the sheets and blessed with the compressed pussy I'd ever had the pleasance to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a occupation kinship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid disfavor for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the week and always on the weekends for our peculiar Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life went to hell in a hand basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to fluff me and chat up unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me palpate her rapidly developing boob against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute rear a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied behind as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a little vacation cottage in the muckle situated on the loveliest tarn this side of Scotland. Two week, two absolutely wonderful calendar week in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are Grant Wood for tramp, exciting wildlife to see and snap, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for at leisure explorations of the epithelial duct and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that very well Maker's Mark when the jangle of my telephone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a bonfire for a"first of Summer"party, rib some dog, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a duo of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my full friend since grade schoolhouse, I'd been his best man and he'd been mine. He and his married woman Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his call was still a surprise ; I knew his piece of work schedule and he was on duty.

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

"cipher serious, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to occur selection her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville Road in XXX minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

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

At thirteen, the summer between middle schoolhouse and high school I'd caught her and her girlfriend imbibition my beer and smoke coffin nail back behind the consortium home. Then live year, at the beginning of her Jr year there was the sequence involving experimentation with cannabis and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her footling bottom over each of the above but now she was XVIII, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my keys and headed for Denny's.

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could possess been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the tantrum and the compactness of the early attending military officer was directed toward the two bozo. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a known dealer, marijuana and chap cocaine. He had a tail brightness level out and the patrol 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 driver and his principal clinch Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad player, 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 handle the lookup of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand worth of crack cocaine in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did research Joanie's bag, she had two rock candy wrapped in tin hydrofoil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the Guy stuck their shit in the lady friend'bag 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 ( irreverence of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good girl but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two calendar week every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this clock time ; leave tomorrow dawning, maybe have a little detox seance and let her spend almost of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ causa she won't be able to sit."

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

The drive home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the casual snarful and groan from the wino in the backseat it was in silence. At habitation I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down feather to panty and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"zippo she could do would change that.

In my way I packed a bag with the clothing I'd need at the lot cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with item I would or might want. From eighteen years experience there were certain things that Joanie might demand. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Anacin III that she still got like she did when she was a minuscule girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a sleep aid and service with backdown, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added nan's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled ball, Bacon, hash Brown University, wholly straw toast, Orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of Sir Francis Bacon around her plate and took various taste of the testicle before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"pop, I'm so sorr…"

I cut her off.

"Eat what you can then go pack, we're going up to the cabin as soon as you're fix and, Princess, pack spear carrier PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

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

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

The drive to the cabin was serenity. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. euphony was playing on the radiocommunication, Classic body politic, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in town, got supplies for a week then drove on, it was darkening by the metre we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the evening was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedchamber and lav on the ground floor and a sleeping 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 frypan, fried some potatoes with Allium cepa and peppers then sautéed two pole fish fillet while spinach simmered.

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

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

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

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a joke I'd bought her pajamas for her seventeenth natal day, she always complained that it was too cold in the wintertime. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a fall seat ; they were Richmondena Cardinalis red. I admired her rather broad nates as she descended, I could see a panty blood line. She'd put as much material as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; impudent girlfriend, but no hope.

dinner party was a rather quiet involvement. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a compounding of apologies and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those hoi polloi"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, rant, blah."

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"dada, you can't, I'm xviii, an grownup, you know. I could go to the law, couldn't I ?"

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

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

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

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the trivial composition container.

"Daddy, please, this is so embarrassing, don't watch 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 much of herself to me, her PJ's covered most of her. She filled the cup and handed it to me.

The test showed the comportment of the hemp but, thank God, zippo else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a chair in the eye of the way, straight backed, no subdivision, uncomfortable for a good deal besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

20, I counted, ten on each brass, on her pj's, those jammies that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop cloth pother. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. Panties were plain

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

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

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pyjama were a onsie that zipped up the straw man ; I unzipped it. Her white meat were untied but I ignored them as I lowered the single firearm. First her swollen breasts then her puffy tummy, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her proceed her scanty on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to get me submit them off, character of her punishment. I lowered them to mid second joint then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the trading floor at her metrical unit as I began.

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

Crack, fracture, tornado, the resounding music of flesh meeting flesh. After about thirty rap I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, oculus flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"pappa, I'm so sorry, I'll never do anything like that again."

I rolled her over and held her on my lap then took a tissue and let her blow her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a messiness for a spell. It tied her in greyback 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.

"Daddy, can I catch some Z's here this night, I don't want to get to climb up to the pigeon loft ?"

I thought for a moment then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to assist you loosen 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 bedroom I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's buns was a kaleidoscope of coloration ; multiple tad of red, violet, purple with just a hint of blue, damn, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

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

How can she commend, I thought. The final fourth dimension I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over thirteen years ago.

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

When she was an baby I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my finger along her genus Venus fissure, her cunt back then it was cypher more than a pinko vale, her labia and clitoris were unexploited but now she was asking that I do it again, to her 18 year old self.

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

"Please,"she said as she opened her wooden leg and guided my mitt to her.

I let her, I didn't attempt to break her nor did I take out away. My middle finger found her vallecula. I'd used my index finger when she was Thomas Young but my middle finger was longer, better able to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a child with just a belittled immature slit. Her outer labia were self-conceited, her privileged labia protruded beyond the outer, her button was big and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the dead body of a woman.

She trembled under my stamp succour then snuggled against me. Soft gentle stertor, the downer had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no repose 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 philosophic, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboo against incest had a pragmatic reason before the availability of birth control ; but no longer.

The birds and the bees lecture, female parent to girl, father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make More signified, female parent to son, a fair sex who could explain and, yes, even present how to be a good and considerate lover ? And a male parent to his daughter, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teen across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

Hades, makes signified to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hand back, her slickness on my finger's breadth. I brought it to my lips ; smasher and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the spirit of java percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her headland into the sleeping accommodation,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, cipher else.

I brushed my dentition and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a denture on Roger Bacon, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for hold up night pappa, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"feeling me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pinko ; at least the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my laurel wreath on her sorely ill-treat bottom.

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

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

"Do you imagine you merit another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my set off wife was a cute Irish people young girl, short, a little pudgy and cushy with strawberry blonde fuzz, full white meat and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump hindquarters. My idea wandered and I began to get an erecting remembering. White as clotted pick, how I'd loved to leave a pink hand 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 consummate back tooth, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you think 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 people sound like gang bangers or drug bargainer from what Harry told me."

"At the company, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the bozo was twenty-one, he could buy more than and I had a little money, I was going to give him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

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

"Way, way over my head. Almost as soon as we left the political party they fired up a twain of joints then the guy in the rachis hind end with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na receive himself some impertinent young white puss. When I tried to promote him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my titty. Then he said to the former guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussycat, too. That guy said, ‘ pit yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big smutty dicks tear up that gripe's snowy ass.'He was trying to tear my pants off when we got pulled over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to ravish me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch. pa, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed worse, more degrading that another girl was going to get her beef watching it happen, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a virgin forever or anything like that but I want to pick out when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

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

"Let's wind up breakfast and go for a paseo around the lake, we can blab out then, ok ?"

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

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

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

I showered and dressed in loose appointment boxershorts, tee shirt and a yoke of sneakers ; I was waiting at the stern of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a horrendous experience for her but, once she was rescued by the constabulary and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogative and arrest her care had been transferred to another parcel of her soma. He'd saved her virginal pussycat but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent judgment of her dilemma, as end night had proven.

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

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, young people make stunned misapprehension but that's a big part of learning, of maturing. I know zilch like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flying of duck coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a footling late for their northward migration, it was too soon June. We strolled over to the shoring where we found a fleck of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her promontory on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my underdrawers then she'd taken it into her oral cavity. It was like a sensual dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should experience stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feeling she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her tomentum. She looked up with her pretty greens eyes and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

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

I expected her to get off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her mouth she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My Little 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 penalization because of this. If so, she was faulty, in fact her unmistakable past participation with fellatio made me marvel just how often Joanie had gotten into.

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

"Oh pappa, are you going to make 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 ready while I got her cup and test strip.

She was seated waiting with her short pants and scanty around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her vesture I tested her urine. Still registering cannabis but not as high as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the hips, I unzipped her shortstop and let them come down to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na paddle every day that you continue to demonstrate confirming for cannabis. Not like yesterday but still you'll feel it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

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

"volition you hold me pa ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

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

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

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

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

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

"Well, you did have your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"well, don't you ?"

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

"My sleeping room's adjacent 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 nights and moan and groans on Sat, the night he parted her cockeyed lilliputian buns. God, that was the expert, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

"Oh pop, this is so embarrassing, delight don't make me say."

Rob kept tranquillity as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a little hug.

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

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

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

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

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

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"skin senses me Daddy, please touch me."

Her white meat were whitish whitened capped with small pink nipples.

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

As his sassing trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own bridge player. His manus cupped her plump rear end as he kissed over her balmy tummy.

As his probing spit parted her backtalk and he laved her vulva, Joanie made her own sounds.

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her clit she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to meet him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juices flowed as her daddy drank from her sweet natural spring. She was sopping, she was cook 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 peter to her pure portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

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

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

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

Rob was glad he'd given Joanie a duad of coming with his tongue, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to unlax and accept the invasion of her young body. Her legs wrapped around his coxa as she thrust back to play his strokes. Sounds emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

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

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

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

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

"Good. I do desire to have your babe 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.

"diddley over me,"he instructed as he guided his member to her vagina.

"Sit on me and take me in."

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

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

Her to the full breasts, her poofie little tum, her reddish amber sleek pelt and, about of all her alluring face smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"Thomas More than anything pop, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had luncheon, picked up a few More foodstuff and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought various design B pills and some scented lube. The oral contraceptive pill for immediate use, of grade but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my woman more was in store as far as her sexual Department of Education was concerned. I'd always had a druthers for anal retentive sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be volition ? We'd see.

On the drive back we discussed birth dominance method. The Plan B lozenge were a stop gap metre, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

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

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

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

I told her that she'd want to bath before we left and that she should weary clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the test. Most would be workaday, checking her heart round, ear, nose, throat and eyes then it would become more encroaching with a vaginal test, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the medico felt it was warranted.

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

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

Joanie was as nervous as a farsighted tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the doctor's role and, once there she insisted that I be in the elbow room while she was being examined.

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

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

Two fingers into her vagina then quivering of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap cytologic smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the mo in her anus checking the side of her uterus.

As the doctor withdrew her fingers and shed her baseball mitt she gave Joanie a grin.

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

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

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

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

"Almost done beloved,"she said.

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

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

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

The operation was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointment for two weeks hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just lease an over the counter annoyance comforter ; Tylenol, Motrin or such and rest a bit.

On the drive family 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 dad, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and cervix from the back slope, ick."

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

"Oh that's dissimilar, you're my daddy, I don't brain when you do it."

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's designation so we'd skipped her sunup bit. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually active she should be off the hook for the intellect 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.

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

"Do you want some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

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

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

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

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

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my fair sex, she wants to consume my babies and live as my wife. She was xviii and I was forty-one, we could have several children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my devotee if she could come about my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's insight and my dick was one hellava lot bigger than her melt off finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling better Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

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

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to dress, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a couplet of ignitor slippers she was au naturel under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her tit and give tongue to,"dada's dessert,"as I took one then the early between my lips.

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

She had a trembling, volatile orgasm then a second and third. As I brought her off for the forth sentence she was pleading for me to halt, wailing in a atrocious pleasure. She was too raw to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a second. Her favorite position.

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her remainder and recover for a few hour then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

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

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a girlish coral pinko,"Beautiful, suitable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the arrant pussy, imprecate this feels so good. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe backbreaking, more rapidly.

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

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

Her rule audio had changed. She was panting like a low bitch being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One mournful moan after another as Rob pounded her bitch with the fucking of her life then with a yowl he blasted pulse after heartbeat of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her baste trunk, caressing her sides and bum, kissing her teary-eyed eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God pappa, I thought you were going to hump me to death, you felt so big in me. My misfortunate little pussy's so sore but at least I know what Morgana got."

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

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

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

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

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

As he traced a unity finger along her cleft he saw the realization and veneration flash in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

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

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light-colored meal the night before then enemas several hours before."

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

"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 fiddling bit of painfulness with the pleasure."

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

They dropped the subject and over the next two weeks cipher more was said. Their sex life was haunt and alive, exploring various berth. Joanie had begun to revel being taken from behind. She liked the feel of the redundant inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her hard. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to unbend. He spent a lot of clip on her soft keister, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her smashed ring.

The get-go 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 and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger to her clit he could institute her to climax that way.

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

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

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

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

On the way base from the medico's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the makings for a salad. That was going to be tonight's supper.

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

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

Breakfast was a single poached egg, one slice of toast, succus and coffee.

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

The salad lastly dark, the boiled 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 enemas would be next.

"Daddy,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

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

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

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

He reached for her paw saying,"Come on Princess, it's time."

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

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

"I want my robe,"she said.

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

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

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

"dada, please,"she wailed, as she felt him diffuse her buttock and insert the syringe.

After five bulbs she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdomen 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 urine do its work."

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

He could listen the splash of fecal issue, the speech sound of escaping gas and his minuscule girl's moan. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

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

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

"Just eternal sleep Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to wait three hour after your clyster,"glancing at his picket he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he tell her the accuracy ? If nothing else he was always honest with her.

"Princess, noon will be the inaugural time. We're going to do it four or five times over the course of the day."

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

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to breathe but in her release state of matter she was sleeping within minutes.

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

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

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

He talked to her.

"You've got plenty of lube. Remember how the doctor had you push down when she put her finger's breadth in you ? I want you to do the Same thing. When you feel me insistency 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 Saami way, you'll lie on your tummy and I'll lie on your back. That's the easiest way for the girl and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

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

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

God, it's not like in the erotica films Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the first of what she knew would be many moans, 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 skillful 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 stamp and, as a Virgin she was being stretched to hold his girth. That's why he wanted her various fourth dimension this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

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

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

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

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no feeling in the world like a young lady friend's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably plastered grip of her sphincter brawniness squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be howling but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each future sentence. That wasn't all bad, she would be teach how to flex those muscles to nip and masturbate him and he could dally a little rougher.

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

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. pulse after streaming 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 retentive emollient pie.

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

"I love you, you know. Am I your cleaning lady now ?"

He kissed her optic and then her lips,"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 accuracy, the anticipation was worsened than the reality."

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might need to sit on the throne for a little while then put a distich of scanty on and hail lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a while and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her head on his dresser 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 other female child ; I know you did it with Morgana, who else ?"

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"Other fille ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slim with her minor minuscule butt, I always felt I had to deal it easy with her. I like plump hind end, like mama's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

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

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

They'd been resting for about an time of day 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 hips he said,"We're going to try a different position this time."He rolled her onto her book binding with her hips on the pillow so that her merchantman was elevated.

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

As he moved up to her he lifted her pegleg and asked her to pull them back toward her bureau, 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 fullness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her bosom and leaned forward to kiss her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of breast, with her easygoing white tummy and gilt whorl ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

"Daddddddddy, what form of a question is that. God, even in this positioning you can embarrass me."

Rob took her paw and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will find safe, especially when I'm pumping you."

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

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

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

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

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and colewort slaw Joanie said,"That billet was kind of neat, how we could watch each early's faces, see each former's eyes. Is that your favorite position ?"

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

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

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

"God, you make it audio like she's in a dominate, instrumental position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

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

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The wait wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the chamber. She stepped out of her slippers, he helped her out of her gown and rolled her pantie off.

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

Her piddling tintinnabulation was red ; the vigorous physical exercise she'd received was manifest as he fingered the lube 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 full tactual sensation in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to flex her.

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

With one hired man holding her top hip his other massaged her abdomen.

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

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

She was startled, it was as if something alert was in her venter, she could feel it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

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

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

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

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

"Really, now hurry up, dada'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 reasonably pink slit was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

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

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

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"well, take the things off the actor's assistant and lean the mirror a piffling, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

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

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

"All of me but not a good deal of you."

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

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

"Could you see ?"

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

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

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

"Oh God Princess, tip forward just a minuscule, I want to see me in you, let me admire your grand ass. hinge upon me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her hip joint and let her rock and pump on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly interference of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her ride his digit 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 flat and run 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 first meter,"as he straddled her hips.

After gliding along her crack several prison term he centered on her.

"energy Princess."

She was still quite mean 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-of-the-moon Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it feel good ?"

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

"Put your manus under you, on your abdomen. I'm going to change my slant of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able to feel me."

Once her hired hand was in place he scooted high-pitched on her dorsum so his insight was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you dad, I can feel you."

He grasped each of her impudence opening her cracking wider, going deeply than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her bass, hard and riotous for various minutes. He moans had bit to wails, her sobs to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a low taste of what rough play is like."

"That was a modest mouthful ? I don't want a platter full, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hairsbreadth was a tousle jam, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing black run over her face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"seed here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a gustation, what's the"full Monte ?"

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

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

"That's pretty mischievous, 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 authoritative 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 young lady, what do you want."

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

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

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

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoonful position. He'd taken her from stern, his hands fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her finger's breadth. He came in her for the fifth sentence that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhaust sleep.

They spent the balance of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an clyster every two daylight, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that prompting. She liked the intimacy, the look of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Sojourner Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible place except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be voice of their own repertory, period, total stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their sexual bonding going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's married woman and experience his tiddler and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and be intimate spouse. He could run his business from a telephone set and data processor from their modest cabin until he could supersede 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 climb and a 10 % contribution of the business to continue to run their metropolis office. He planned to put everything in move as soon as they got back.

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

Jewish proverb : Man program, God laughs.

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

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

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

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

"If you think that's advantageously, surely, we can. need breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the right Jewish food shop in town. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

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

"Rob do you recognize what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in cookery for tax prison term, right ?"

"Yeah, indisputable Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this information but, I hope you understand, I don't feel much like breakfast, what I feel like is that I just got kicked in the balls."

"Rob, I understand, I know how a great deal you rely on her."

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her more obligation along with to a greater extent money and a portion of the occupation. So what do I do now ?"

"The police force are, of course an option or you could finish her. Why not lecture to her first, find out what happened, why she did it then adjudicate how to proceed."

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

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

He took out his electric cell phone and called the office.

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even play a fiddling, 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 nines after giving herself two Fleet enemas. He drove home, he had a day to waste.

"Princess, something's happened at the agency, I'm afraid it may retard our plans, I hope not but I'm coming together with Morgana this evening to talk over things. I'll be late getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

She had a perplexed looking on her human face,"My wish"…then the luminosity went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"pa, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, bone mid-heeled ticker, a white blouse with a footling brown decoration 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 foreman give you a salary increase ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"moldiness have."

He offered up a bottleful of a hunky-dory Pinot Chardonnay,"Shall we have a shabu ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her animation room she was flighty and girlish in a way a forty-three yr old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the trueness be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a date until she went to figure out with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky fille with methamphetamine. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did pull in her valedictorian and get her a fully drive scholarship to a fine college but she had zero sociable attainment and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job consultation, they'd met in a coffee bean shop. It was full moon and he'd asked if he could contribution her table.

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

Morgana was between chore, yeah, do I take the Big Eight firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast tag her to a partnership. She had a master copy in method of accounting and was moving up in the reality ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you consider me for your nanny-goat position, 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 recite me, Morgana O'Leary, what are your qualification ; by the way, I'm Rob Masters.

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

"You're dangerous, right ?"

"Of course I'm grievous Mr. victor, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

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

"Anderson has an offering of $ 212,000 on the table but a smaller business 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 body of work with my company on the accounting side I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so embarrassed, he had a little smile on his face, he took her script and kissed the back like a Gallic gentleman.

"I love your scent Morgana."

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

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

She felt so foolish and she wasn't a foolish char, at to the lowest degree she'd never felt so.

"Do you have a home 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 get laid what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the scent of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the lady room, have off your panties and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a ripe Washington apple but when they walked out her panties were his keepsake. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The side by side day her tightly fitting little consistency ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the eventide by sodomizing her, she was in dear. She started work for him the succeeding Monday dayspring. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

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

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

"What do you mean Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you know what he found…"

She started to answer, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her oculus teared.

He knew she was about to lose control. He stood, took her bridge player, led her to the bathroom and dropped her turn down clothing.

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

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

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

"Now, assure me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

"Morg, you've been my right hand for a lot of eld, I can't remember anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we bestow in the police ? Should I force out 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 banishment from an Amazonian tribe, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the gob was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last affair in the human race he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to raise her.

Key actor's line, intelligence she'd understand.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'll narrate you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll cum over every Sat to take in whatever you can pay, ok."

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

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

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left hand he picked up the picayune valise he'd brought while with his right 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 emptiness there was a fine heterosexual backed chair, ideal for the affair at hired man. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in nominal head of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the handcuff of her long sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulder and down. Morgana was s svelte cleaning woman, her tit were small and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

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

"Step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful pearl pump with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist circle of her pants and let them fall.

He told her to pace out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in tusk second joint highs and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the bathroom not to long before he saw that she might embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her step-in and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a small fry, small fry, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into seat and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your step-in for a piece then I'll take them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my substantially with the brush. Did you have your enemas ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you want me to last out the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His paw fell with a quip, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, away, maybe tenth battered her. Her little cigarette, so lowly, so tight, his hand covered both cheeks, she was in snag. Morgana O'Tim Leary was a expert girl, she'd never been spanked in her life ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the tenth puff. Then, over her step-in she felt his digit on her, she thrust back to fulfil his touch and came explosively.

He teased,"Your panty seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her thin coxa and off. As he held then they seemed small enough to fit a untested child.

sentence for some more, he said, as he began to larrup. human body on flesh the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from deep red to scarlet and finally streaks of blue air. She was squirming, kicking and trying to bunk but her small body was easy to hold in. With just his left manus on the small of her back he held her in berth until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more business firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right helping hand and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her indorsement sexual climax

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

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

Hands gripped her narrow-minded hip joint lifting her to her genu, paw parted her belittled nether brass, pressure against her anus and countersign she hadn't heard in six years.

"thrust Morg."

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

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

It hurt like firing 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 fuck her fairly hard but she'd be capable to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendancy ?"

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

"I'm going to fuck you tonight, tomorrow get some of the break of day after tablet and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything to a greater extent. recite me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

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

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

"Will you spank me the same way you did tonight ?"

"Not as unvoiced 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 nest 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 reestablish the confidence we had. The money in and of itself is not the real issue although I do bear it to be repaid. You could adopt 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 book binding and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were observable as he slid forward. She was as wet as a young girl, stiff than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the course of the night, between periods of dozing, they copulated various More metre. He left saying,"I'll see you at the berth, I'll be there around noon."

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

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

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

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

"settle down Joanie, those park eyes of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red tush. Now, let's sit down and sustain burnt umber and I'll severalise you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

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

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

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

"How so ?"

"A little peg and carrot biz, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to touch with her each Sat 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 Sat, when she pays the net of the money I'm going to give her come here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to separate her to vamoose them, that I want to reach her a complete wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll engage her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the essential three minute. When we get back you'll get your compliments ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny footling butt being filled with pee, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike pelvis across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a petty of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the short woman would be wrecked. Two divergent thought process struck her. In spite of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, second, she was going to have a video recorder with her so she could film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, time dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday Night he was away. She hated that he came home with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage spot. Their abode had an interesting feature. The master bedroom's bombastic walk-in loo was actually a walk-through, with ingress from both the sleeping quarters and a second entryway from the bathroom. She could excrete in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but comfortable professorship so that she had an unobstructed sight line to the bed. Her video camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. And now prison term dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her compliments. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, Clarence Day away from her initiation. meter was flying toward that disastrous result. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute fully bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of rough sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tum was a kettle of fish, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a turn of diarrhea and a weak bladder, she'd peed four times before the doorbell rang.

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten instant, she assumed they were handling their business transactions before she heard the water supply running in the side by side bathroom. It stopped and her papa walked into the bedroom with his five congius bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a picayune nightlong subject, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a high shoal girl on her first date with the football game star.

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

"sugariness Morgana, I want to give you a mystifying cleaning. I'll give you a series of enemas until the water runs pull in. I want your rectum and colons completely empty, I thought we could have a courteous long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was wan lavender, Rob took her crownwork off, folded it and lay it on the hot seat. Then an tusk shell came over her head. Her bra was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her boob were no more than a twosome of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose pap. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"Step out of your horseshoe Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her shell, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the waist of her slack and let them shine, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other items on the chair.

Her panties were the same pallid lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a one cheek of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely bantam 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 slight lubricant,"he said as he spread her cheek. As his digit slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enema Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each metre, could this tiny woman manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

"Robbie, I've got to go,"she pled.

Instead he helped her onto her back on the bed and began to massage her abdomen.

"I want to get the water way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the water, as Rob massaged it began to reduce as the water system was forced deeper into her bowels.

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

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

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

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

Three Roger Huntington Sessions and then she was exonerated. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just take it well-off for a few minutes, then I'll turn over you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her pinna, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her pappa was doing this as a fillip for her as she heard him carry on,"your spanking."

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

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

He took her clothing from the chair, laid her matter on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's bed was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into spatial relation and bent.

He jiggled her respective multiplication, raising her rose hip, displaying her prat. He laid his mitt on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

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

Crack, scissure, crack. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was firm enough to bring binge. Morgana squirmed, trying to elude. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to annul the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was blanket undefended. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could turn over her a gynecological test. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short-change incision completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish garden pink. The zippy ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the front of her short pants and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so knockout that she feared that Morgana would hear.

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

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

appearance time, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the whorl in the front line door and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

"well Sweetheart, now that you're well fed would you wish to be well bred ?"

"Oh Robbie, you know I would, I can hardly wait."

"Then let's don't,"he said as he led her to the bedroom.

Joanie watched as he again piece by art object removed her cute lavender pants suit. 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 back talk. Joanie forced herself to mind to Morgana's screams of disco biscuit as he brought her to multiple orgasm. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as beat of female person ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her pappa's grimace, no darned admiration he came home smelling like"That cleaning lady's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her button until she tried to twist away, pleading, no more, no more.

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

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

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

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her tight little impertinence, as first one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the subway aside, he massaged her keister ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into spot. She was on her knees, her chest on the mattress, her fount turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her pelvis high in the air, her penetrate displayed and exposed.

Her pop massaged Morgana's hips and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked vast, bigger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the brain seemed to be the size of her clenched fist, pressed against Morgana's tight little orifice, she heard the give-and-take,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie scout while, to a symphony orchestra of Morgana's moan, inch after inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her stern, he was in.

As he always did with her, her Daddy paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the painful joy of a stretched and fulfill rectum.

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

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

He was plowing into her hard and fast like a pile driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to get away but to no avail, he held her organic structure in its tucked spatial relation as he pushed down on the small of her back forcing her pelvis even higher.

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

With the side by side awesome jab into her physical structure, a sob broke from her chest, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to learn. Still it continued, the fierce ravishment on the small charwoman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm cell and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to keep back 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 spread with semen dripping from her. At last he lowered her to the mattress on the verge of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warmly washrag then, from her lilliputian overnight case he got a overbold span of cotton fiber panties then retrieved two of Joanie's ataractic suppositories from the icebox. He wiped her forehead with the cloth then her tush before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton pantie 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 whole lot more, God dada, I'm sick and scared. Help me, delight,"she said as she handed him two to a greater extent of the sedative drug suppositories, lowered her boxers and pantie and lay down on the bed.

Once they were in he asked,"What are you going to do now ?"

Taking off her T-shirt and bra she answered,"I'm going to go lie down with Morgana. I feel so bad for her and it's my fault."

He watched her base on balls from the room. Maybe a little compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire to save some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

Joanie climbed into the invitee 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 mavin. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a little injure kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her breast. At a exit about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her blazonry, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her impudence. She no longer hated,"That cleaning woman,"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 suit cognizant of her surroundings. The firstly 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 sustain stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

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

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

"twelvemonth ago, when I was in high school another girl and I fooled around, cipher life-threatening though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the cutest little pussy conceivable ; like a petty 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 damned big."

Morgana didn't result but Joanie spread her ramification,"Open me Morgana."

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

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

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

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

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

"penchant me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The quick little tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, lenient touch ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her tender breath, probing her. Joanie could finger her coming building.

"Oh christ, you're about to get your first taste of girl cum Mo,"as her body trembled in orgasm.

That magic knife went to her menstruation like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to loose. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better observe these panty on until I can sit on the pot for a while, I've got a hindquarters full of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your fault, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past several workweek he spent Saturday with you, we could work out days and when you're having your geological 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 Holocene epoch episode. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a grand approximation but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your defect ?"

"papa likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me undefended. He said that was just a small taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a longsighted time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with soul else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should give birth figured it out when you knew what my kitty looks like."

"Why don't we trade property, I'd like a stuffy look."

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

"Damn, he's got a immense load, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want minor, 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 show. We'd each have our bedroom then on our Night we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what dear Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we project this to our seraglio master ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

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

"What are those ?"

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

"And the early ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told Daddy that if he let me view while he did you I'd let him do me the Saame 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 require me to observe Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The maiden token on Joanie's bucket list tasted a trivial like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic sound she retrieved Mo's all-night kit and they both dressed in trunks along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown Elmer Rice pilaw, merge summertime squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"pa could we have a drinking glass of wine and go out by the pool, Mo and I would wish to talk to you."

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

Both the girls were anxious, squirming in their chairs, trying to begin the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's start with you. What do you need ?"

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to know, I'm not envious of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different bodies that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to take a shaft at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a runway and Jo's got a squeamish balmy plush trunk and since variety is the spice of aliveness, we just thought you might like a survival of the fittest at your beck and call."

"My beck and song is it."

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

"And what about our programme Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get meaning, 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 mind of having both the groovy little variation car that was Morgana and the plush opulence drive 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 ?"

"pa, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's compensate Robbie."

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

The chorused,"Well, maybe."

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

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls operate out the variance of responsibilities for the interior of the house, I'll take attention of the outside expanse and the pool, fair enough ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his spanking hot seat so that she would give birth a good view of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, come up and stand in battlefront of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to welcome a spanking. You are going to get ten belt on your shorts followed by ten whacks on your panties and then an indeterminate number on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to share my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climb into bed. Joanie, take off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her gravid breast required the documentation but today was an elision. As her jersey came off her prominent nippled, heavy breasts came into view. Rob took a mo to admire them, thinking he might necessitate to titty fuck his daughter soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"Come bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and drop your short Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more mensurable, the accident firmer as ten fell on her pantied merchantman.

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

"face lift your hip joint 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 matter them out loud, understand ?"

"Yes Robbie."

Crack, the volatile sound and searing confidence game of flesh on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her spread sex, toying with her button with his forefinger and middle finger while pressing her anus with the pad of his thumb. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over clock time he could get them to bet forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his unoccupied hired hand he smoothed her hair and massaged her shoulder. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

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

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

"Can I hold my panties back dada,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, seminal fluid stand in front end 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 scanty and then however many are required on the bare flesh to strike the desired result. make your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with little Robert Brown nipples.

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and take your shorts off Morgana.

White cotton, just what he'd told her to institute in her overnight display case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monumental load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one abused bottom.

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

She was still knock from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

whirl

"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 whisper,"I think your tiny piffling bottom is delicious. Do you imagine you could adopt me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

"Ok virtually of the dark I'll be with Joanie, I'll only be in her twat, but I'll end with you."

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

"Why would you think that ?"

"I'm not the one that thinks that."

From the bed they heard,"Hey, what are you roast whispering about ?"

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

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

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

MISTAKE

It was like a school day daughter slumber party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously easy with each other's naked soundbox but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poesy that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and salt or a chocolate malt, which does a girlfriend find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of all right cunt ( as if there is any former variety ). As an example Joanie's female parent had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was nifty, but Morgana O'Tim Leary was citrus and salt. No question, this pair had become a bit more than ally, he'd ask 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 tit. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could feel his erection against her bottom.

"Mon call your doctor up by the cabin, get a recommendation for someone down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as potential ; get the IUD removed and let's commence a family, OK Princess ?"

He could hear the joy in her vocalisation as she said,"Oh dada, I want your baby so much."

"Good Princess, I wanted scores of Thomas Kyd, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breasts full, your belly swollen and your rump broad."

"Daddy, I want that so bad. I hope I can get an appointment with mortal for Mon but I'm sure it won't be any later than Tuesday."

But Joanie sensed the menacing implications when her Daddy said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're meaning but we still have at least Dominicus, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her cervix then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her bay window and laid upon her back then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a contract ball with her bosom forced to the mattress and her pelvic arch elevated. He pressed down on the humble of her back 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 pretty rough out ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was observable he preferred this power stance. true statement be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was naught but a line up for Sunday, and on Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

"You became pretty good buddies today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

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

Feigning nap Morgana was laying on her side with her back toward him. She was nude to the shank but still had on her cotton wool panties.

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

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

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

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clit with your fingers while I play with your boob and have sex your cunning footling bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you imply day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to climb on her like she's a newly Lester Willis Young filly then bait her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

"You don't seem any the worsened for break Morg."

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

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

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

"Joanie's little ditty, you know…'Citrus and Strategic Arms Limitation Talks or chocolate malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrous fruit and salt and do you know what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great business deal of Truth in that vocalization, now give me a little action, I'm make to cum."

The fille were up by eight the next break of the day but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was light, cold cereal, toast and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shortstop and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to disinvest for her enema. Although the day was sunny and upbeat, 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 cease at the drug store and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of warm H2O, 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 departure. The bulb will make full with body of water. Then you put the nose in me and squeeze. Don't release it, though or the ill-gotten water will satisfy the incandescent lamp. Pull it out and retell the outgrowth. I usually get five bulbs full three times before I'm empty."

"Do you want to get started 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 lubricant. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"engage your skidder off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's clothe off of her shoulders.

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her panties ; Mo rolled those down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little anxious squirt, not the gushing flow of a full moon vesica, they discussed strategy, Jo would come back to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her panties on as long as possible…there was zero else they could do.

The enema went well. Five bulbs then Jo's potbelly massage. She was giving program line right along.

"seminal fluid on Mo, use a flier motion with enough insistence to work the weewee all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp hurt. adopt me to the potty."

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

"Please Mo, I'm going to own 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 angelical smelling bath oil then after, I'll give you a lilliputian massage with body lotion, brush your tomentum and put on some light make-up. What do you want to outwear ?"

"I thought White skidder, whiteness thigh high stockings, white-hot lacy fancy panties and a white satin robe. Does that meet your approval ?"

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

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

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

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

She was sipping her endorse methamphetamine when her Daddy came in.

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

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

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the rear end as he passed,"Did you convey skillful care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it easy on your little filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's hand to lead her to the bedroom, she was trembling nearly uncontrollably. He pulled her to him and hugged her,"It'll be ok Princess."

"I've got to potty Daddy."

He led her to the lavatory but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you echo how terrified of anal retentive sex before I took you the low time and then afterward you told me that the expectancy was far worse than the reality. We both know what's going to materialise a little later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the anticipation will be big than the reality."

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

"And she was back and sexual combat-ready by that evening, right ?"

"pop, you're going to suffer me, aren't you ?"

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

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

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

"Are you going to cook me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final enquiry, he took her handwriting, pulled her to her foundation and fitted her panties back in place,"cum Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the sleeping accommodation Joanie was sure as shooting 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 cupboard. She stepped out of her carpet slipper. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh heights but the panty were definitely coming off.

As he rolled her scanty down she was storm when he asked,"Do you want to hold back your stockings on, they're very pretty."

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden pelt was now nicely shaped and swell, not the wild bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

osculation, confection shared breaths, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, delicate tummy, neatly trimmed Mon Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the mouthful, laving her liquid state slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His sassing suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her physical structure, her variety meat clench, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her feminine juices erupt from her. Her dada gives her sexual climax after coming as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

He slides up her body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peach tree. His strokes are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just Clarence Shepard Day Jr. it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the press, bury the video recording photographic camera recording her every mo, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happiest fille in the macrocosm as she dreams of the female parent she will soon be.

A grin paints her expression as her body quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

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

Cool, slick magazine, finger's breadth probing her, and more lubricant, her pop's voice, just relax Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll assist you get into spatial relation Princess. We'll start slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minutes to experience the voluminousness then I'll beginning to pump you."

"pop, I'm scared and you never did suffice my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could have answered, yes, he would make 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 stifle, great, now be given forward and put your chest on the mattress, close your blazon and catch one's breath your brain on your arm, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her articulatio humeri, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the small of her back so that her hips and crotch were elevated, then spread her pegleg just a little more, she was ready.

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

"Push Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's rose hip flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscle, the groan as Mo saw Rob's cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her bowels, so full, she'd tactile property so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward gesture. He continued at that tempo, in that regular recurrence for about ten minutes.

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

For at least ten moment he continued with this moderately hard roll in the hay, then,

Mo stared, she knew the plot was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flank he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing well-nigh of his free weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her bottom high, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her nerve adding another column inch that he could penetrate her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, dada, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, sinister trails down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed fuzz a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous roar as pulse after pulse 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 merely sounds from the elbow room plaintive whine and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to get maintenance of her Morg ? Get her a yoke of cotton panties to try to manipulate the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a duad of the Tylenol for infliction and two of her sedatives to help oneself her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash material and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton wool briefs. Rob lowered her behind and administered the medication then left the girls alone.

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

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

It was late eve before they finally came out of the sleeping accommodation, Joanie's fuzz was brushed but she was out to, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky legs. 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-colored Robbie,"Mo asked.

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

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

"That's finely with me."

"I don't make love how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure as shooting 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 try to me,"her papa told her.

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your girl, your small Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to feel you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a minuscule wistful smile, 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.

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

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

She was still a minuscule shaky the next dawning but she made the call to the gynecologist and got a testimonial. She called, yes, they were taking new patients but the following usable appointment was six calendar week hence.

Disappointed, she went to the cyberspace. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but possible. Just find the twine and slowly and gently pull until the little charge plate gimmick tonic free.

She asked Mo to serve her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her digit into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little espial of stemma but nothing more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a pair of rich females, yes ?"

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

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

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and spermatozoan production and after sex he would stay in them as long as potential to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her mo menstruation and began to suffer from swell up breasts, morning sickness and constipation they ran two place gestation psychometric test. Both came up positive.

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

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

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

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

Joanie was wearing a cute lilliputian summer maternal quality smock and strappy flannel sandals. She and Mo were sharing a shabu of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't boozing but one little glassful of wine, what could it hurt.

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

Walking over to her and taking her hand he said,"Young ma'am, 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 Bump, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

Ten fasting and firm on the stern of her precious little gabardine then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity scanty and then they were down around her knees.

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

"One."

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

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

"Ok, that's all,"he said, now I want you to go stand in the corner while you hold your dress up. No, leave the step-in 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 shabu of wine with her, I expected better."

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

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"One."

She held out a tenacious prison term. The tears didn't flow until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, pull in your step-in up, I don't want you to stumble. Morgana, you can own your pantie back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY Jelly. Morg's slopped little bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

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

Once she was in place he bent Morgana over the board.

"Hold hands miss,"he instructed.

They both heard the strait as his zip fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the tail of her step-in, then the chill 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 bigger, like he was getting deeper.

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

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

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

"You've got a dainty tight footling rear. I like to have intercourse it Morg ; do you like me to know 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."

"fountainhead, I don't think Bump would take 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 small ass was sore by the clip he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

"You were both bad little girl but you've had your spankings. I just want sureness that there will be no more alcoholic intake until after the pitch. Do I have that sureness ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

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

"We love you, too pop but you said that you had something especial in creative thinker for me tonight. What ?"

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

They looked at each former. They'd played their girly games when pop was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly result to some girl on girl action. They smiled at each former and serve,"Yes."

Both of the missy were a little antsy through the relaxation of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you think you can get on your genu and tip forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"Perfect, now pull out your knees up a piffling and unfold your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

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

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

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

"Lean forward and luxate your coat of arms under her legs and grasp her hips."

In this side Joanie's face was only column inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be jumpy 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 head pressing softly downward he said,"citrus fruit and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some means this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his prick. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the lilliputian clit. Both of them making audio of pleasance ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both cleaning lady melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their dead body and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, dada, fuck me, pump my thirsty bottom, satiate me up with your cum ; fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush backside. She was pushing back to get together him. Morgana was trembling on the brink of her climax, he could feel contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was cook to erupt.

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

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That everlasting little pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the response for that.

"straddle my face Jo, let me try you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her backside dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastic sexual climax. Joanie fell to the English exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's peg and fucked her heavily and fasting, she'd had two screaming orgasm before he gushed into her nice tight cunt.

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

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

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many times as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to deny a fine char her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her best-loved smell of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could find that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her oral fissure. Like a real trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a touch at the edge of her mouth. She swirled her tongue 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 fantastical, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

memory, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one More ? Your precious little butt is calling my name."

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

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suck my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

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

Joanie's livery went off without a enlistment. They now had a precious squalling pile of baby girl in the theatre. Morgana was an vast help ‘ though in truth she was like a doting grandmother to the babe and a alert female parent to Joanie.

The verity of the relationship was driven plate when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two calendar month old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to have a coke and there was none in the household. The babe seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child keister available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front rider's posterior and trucked on down to the neighborhood convenience store, got a twelve ring and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her coke to the house.

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

"No thank you, what I would wish is an explanation. Did you conduct Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless thing I can imagine. There is no reason on God's Green River Earth that getting a Coke a Cola is deserving endangering our baby."

"Mo, pass on it a break, ok ?"

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

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

It was the last stubble, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dressing table she got gran's hairbrush, sat on the zippy hot seat and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her boxershorts 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 step-in down to her knees and whaled on her back face with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the shank down. She was sniveling with tear stained optic and a snotty nose. Additionally, her bare bottom 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 elbow room.

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

"I did something to hold her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to enjoin me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Coca Cola ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some blow would really piss her off. Want to tell me the rest of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car nates is in her car."

"Am I beginning to see what happened. You drove to the computer memory with Vicky in the car but without a car seat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the presence seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so dying for a voiced drink that you took our daughter and put her frantic on the rider backside of the car and drove to the convenience store ? Do I have that rightfulness ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupefied that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to descend over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few prison term so that her bottom was her gamy point and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to remain firm in the recess and suppose about what you've done. issue forth out into the living elbow room when you're ready to be Sir Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine-coloured and, instead of the living 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 bridge player are small and I can't hit too hard."

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

It's odd how living can conduct some strange turns. Vicky is my girl but, I guess because of the age dispute I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other girl, Joanie filling the scroll as female parent. It's working well for all of us .