Abby ( 1 )

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

With a last flavour at the ferry I turned away from the bob and followed dad back to the car. I had just seen my husband of six month get on a ferry to France where he would start his new job as a bio auto-mechanic. Whatever that was.

mike and I had known each former since early schooling but it had only ever been a casual affair. When mummy died last class I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their upbringing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can't say that I felt any paternal or maternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and pappa. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to saloon and crapulence, not too practically but sufficiency to blind my judgement to one of the student who took advantage adequate to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to make that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came Mike. Soft, gentle, and as prudish as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt prophylactic with him. Anyway we got marry six months ago. pa bought us a house as a wedding nowadays and then mike was offered his new job in France. We had only been in the planetary house for a few weeks and it had taken that long to get it decorated and cleaned up. Now I would be on my own for a month. That was why I had asked pappa to remain for a few daylight. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small daddy made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so ascendant, so controlling but at least he would be ship's company for a forgetful while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

"I thought we might give up in town for a insect bite to eat before heading home as it's nearly ten o'clock."

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

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

I was shocked but impulse turned my regard in the direction pa was looking. Sitting at the bar was a new guy in his mid 20. By his blue jean and leather jacket he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went bright red and turned away sharply.

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

"Sir Thomas More gull you then"dada said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

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

It was half preceding eleven when we got back. We had left a brightness on so we could see our way in. Rosco our German shepherd dog jumped up at me happily as I walked in and after patting him for a spell I said,"I am going for a quick shower dad then I will make some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."dad said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightdress, which buttoned all the way up to my neck and came well below my genu, then donned my dressing gown. As I put the kettledrum on pappa went up for his cascade. Coming back down ten minutes later in his jammies, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

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

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

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my school principal, too embarrassed to say anything."Would you wish me to sit with you for a piece ?"Daddy said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to collapse out laughing.

"Would you take care ? Just till I fall asleep."

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

I got into bed and a mo later daddy came in and sat on the bed next to me propping himself up with the pillow. I lay with my back to him taking comforter in the strait of his breathing. As I started to relax my psyche drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if pappa was right. Not that it mattered of course because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to catch some Z's my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder joint ? His script wandering over my breasts sending thrill all over my soundbox. His hot kiss continued down, down and lower till he was gently kissing between my legs. My vagina hungry for more I spread my legs for him as his clapper flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my body was like an electrical shock every fourth dimension his tongue brushed my clit. I moaned my approving and as the shocks got stronger I started to arch my pelvic arch towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot place. All the while his hired man were playing with my nipples, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my hand on his heading and ran my fingers through his hair.

The feeling in my stomach was like nix I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my omphalus, my nipples and then my mouth I responded. I could feel his erection knock at the door of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a sharp breathing time as it all felt so real. As he slid his full length inside me I let out that breath and as he slowly slid that rod in and out of me I responded like never before. The feeling in my abdomen was growing, getting secure and stronger until I knew it was just going to burst right through my body. That awful sensation rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my pharynx my eyes flew open.

In add up confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to stuff into me, smiling as he did so. The orgasm didn't stop over one little bit and as it exploded from my consistence I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms round his cervix and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for smashing penetration. My back arched in that long desperate cry of shocking joy. As daddy thrust faster and harder so did I. pappa let out a guttural sibilation strait as he raised himself up and his eyes looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his papa cum spout into his little fille. I knew it was ill-timed but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't stop my coming from doubling in intensity level at the tactual sensation of that liquid state shooting into me. Finally papa stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to sleep. Thinking of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden breeze."Come on sleepy head it's ten o'clock."dada said.

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked crowd that idea right out of my psyche. I grabbed for the bedclothes to pass over my body.

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

I was totally lost for words. Not only was my don admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt sick. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the thought. Still trying to overlay myself I sipped at the tea, but the idea of eating just made my abdomen churn. Daddy sat down in the armchair that we kept next to the huge sliding room access that led to a balcony where you could look out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."pop said,"That's a hard one really. You were very uneasy as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose gamey and higher I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your men went between your legs. That was it really I just replaced your manpower with mine and waited for you to wake up. cypher was more storm than me when you did open your middle and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and think me I don't think you would feature let me contain even if I wanted to."

I thought about that for a moment and if I was being fair with myself he was probably flop.

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

I would care to say I was shocked. But I wasn't. As I showered and dressed I couldn't help but think of that overpowering coming. That feeling of total joy. And I searched hard for any declination and was, in a way, ashamed when I couldn't find any.

I found pop in the kitchen, a cup of steaming coffee in his handwriting. He poured me a cup and I sat silently polar him at the breakfast bar.

"I knew when I woke this morning that I would have no declination. I thoroughly enjoyed you close Night and, unless you say no, or tell me to discontinue, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your clothes ?"

"free pardon ?"I said confused at the variety in subject.

"Your clothes. You dress like your mother."he said,"Come on we're going clothes shopping."He said grabbing the car keys and heading for the door.

I had learnt at a very early age when daddy said do something you did it without question. I grabbed my matter and followed him out the door. We travelled for almost an hour in muteness and for the next two hours daddy took me from store to lay in buying clothes I would never dreaming of buying. Ignoring any dissent from me. The shoemaker's last shop I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a Loretta Young girl who took my hired hand and led me into a stall in the binding of the store.

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

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

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

"You had so lots fuzz down there it got into my dentition last dark. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could cause warned me. Do you throw any idea how I felt when she told me to strip off. I've never heard of a bloody Brazilian."

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

I was calm by the time we got home. I put the shopping purse on the settee and put the coffee on. dad sat down in the armchair."Come here."He said

Without thinking I did as he asked and stood in straw man of him."Take your clothes off."

"What ?"

He jumped out of the hot seat and grabbed me by the hair. Pulling my expression close to his he said,"It is every woman's job to be uncommitted to her man. It is every girl's job to make her father well-chosen and proud of her. When I tell you to do something you will do it immediately and without question. Is that understood ?"Terrified, I nodded. He released me."Now. take your clothes off."

With shaking hands I stripped. Naked I tried to cover my torso."Keep your arms at your incline and nurse your head up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my cover over my arse to my hips. Then over my stomach and up to my breasts. Every inch of my body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that daub between my stage. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to agitate the feeling of arousal. By the time his hand reached that trigon I was shaking, and to my full embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved turn to the social movement and sat down. Running his hand over the placid tegument of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger's breadth over the englut lips I let out a moan of delight."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for delight, both to give and meet. You have a nice sozzled rump and your tits are heavy and house. They stand proud for all to see. These are the rules. While I am here you will never jade panties or a bra, and will only wear the clothes we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old clothes again when Mike is at home. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his finger over my swollen pussy, now he slid a finger in.

The feelings of that incursion almost made my ramification give way. I opened my legs slightly."Yes daddy."

"good. I suggest you keep your new dress in the small way and use it as a pass in wardrobe."He said as he slid another fingerbreadth inside me. His thumb was working on my clitoris as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his script and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though cobbler's last dark had broken the dam and wizard ran through my trunk like flowing water. He knew how conclude I was. I couldn't conceal it as groan escaped my brim and my body swayed. Then, just as I was on the very edge, he stopped. I almost cried.

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

Shocked out of my delirium I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the low moment his erection was seeable I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was by no means an expert on the size of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot fully grown than Mike's. He sat back down."Kneel here."He said pointing at the floor between his legs. My optic still transfixed on his erection I did as instructed. He had very piddling hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing rooster. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to include that I felt quite lofty that I had made my papa grinning with delight. What came side by side was not so easy. He pulled my head forward.

"Open your mouth."He said gently

I did pause, but I knew if I held back that dad would be wild so slowly I took that hammer into my mouth. Again dada instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my lip money box I almost choked."intimation around it. Breath through your nose."

I did as he said and he pushed further till he was right in my throat. I gagged, I was sure I was going to suffocate but he released me slightly and then as I gasped in air he pushed my head down ever further. He did this respective times until finally his erecting was abstruse in my throat and my poke rubbed against his belly. Once I was all the way in he pulled my capitulum up and down on his hard-on. As I got into a calendar method of birth control he let me do it by myself."estimable girl."he said,"Good girl."

It did get easier but my pharynx would be sore for historic period after. I sensed a variety after a while. The gustatory sensation of his juice was unlike and he started to force up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my head up and looked into my centre. His cock was just inside my mouth as he shot his seminal fluid into it. My eyes showed jolt. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting cock deep into my pharynx. The taste of ejaculate was strange. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have a lot alternative but to swallow nigh of it but some ran out of my oral fissure and onto my chin. I felt his body completely slow down. I lay my brain on his leg, his cock still in my sass till it was flaccid enough to strike out. He patted me on the psyche."Well done my girl. Well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few arcminute daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my peg over one arm while my brain rested on the other. He pulled my leg up and with a disgustful grinning buried his face between my peg. The onslaught of his knife on my clitoris brought me straight back to the sharpness of coming. My hands went to his headway and urged him on to greater efforts. My orgasm flew up from between my legs and out of my mouth in a long wailing cry of cristal. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

pa pulled my legs up and made me guard them up with my hands. I was almost bent bivalent. I could see his cock, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my cunt backtalk. I knew, now was the time to choose. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a moment. I looked him in the side, my breathing temperamental from the continued orgasm,"Fuck me daddy. Make me yours."I whispered.

A unknown look of triumph crossed his look as he pushed that rod into his girl's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me punishing. My coming flew back to life and I was once again lost in it. I felt something brushwood my rectum. The succus from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger slipped inside that darkest hole it went in easily. I was, never the less, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal stimulation. Then another finger joined and wormed its way around in rophy. The whole unite notion drove me almost to insanity. Right till the moment pa pulled his cock out of my twat and brushed it at the gob of my hindquarters. My eyes flew subject. So wide it hurt. pappa waited for a second and when I didn't say anything his throbbing turncock slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The botheration was brief, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my pussy was still going through. Slowly daddy pushed more and more of that hard penis into my arse until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his small miss bum pickle while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to throb in musical rhythm to his incursion and belief arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the impossible happened. I orgasmed from my shaft filled rectum. Mixed with my still throbbing orgasmic pussycat I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as daddy filled my bum hollow with his indorsement load I blacked out.

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

I can't say I felt felicitous, but I did feel….fulfilled I suppose would be a better word. Like I had finally achieved something, sexual satisfaction if nothing else. I now knew for certain that my orgasm death night was without dubiety my first and that Mike would never be able to satisfy me sexually in the way daddy had. For a start his cock was a lot pocket-sized than daddies. But I couldn't get it out of my head that what we were doing….No ! What dad was doing, was incorrectly. I also knew that I would not be able to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The sound made me jump."How farseeing was I asleep ?"

"Only a yoke of hr. Go and have a bath it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

"Don't lock the threshold. No locked doors when I am here ever."

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

"Put something on from your new poppycock and I will treat you to dinner for being a skillful fiddling girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a thin albumen low cut top and a very short Shirley Temple flared skirt with undefended toed heel. As I looked in the wax length mirror I had a mixture of strange feelings. The woman reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my side and even my legs but everything in between was someone else. individual who looked gorgeous but was person I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A adulteress. I hated that thought but was also excited inside because I knew it would progress to daddy happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."papa said, smiling."aerodynamic lift the chick up."

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

That brought about More miscellaneous feelings. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a trivial shame that I was on display for all to see.

Over the next few 24-hour interval that fear and pity would almost completely melt. Daddy used me in every way potential as often as possible. I was amazed at his toughness. He taught me how to walk and attract the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in town or along the promenade so he could check me from a aloofness. I have to take on I was turning heading and that is something I had never done before. Or maybe I had just never noticed.

Sexually he used me and he pleasured me. He taught me how to pleasure a man. I swallowed more fare than I could ever stargaze of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my leg spread wide open fingering myself to an orgasm while he wanked himself off. Shooting his semen into my human face or over my titmouse. My language had deteriorated to daddy's level as well. But as I waved auf wiedersehen to him, his come dribbling down my legs, any confidence I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The house was vacate, quieten. All that sexual tension had gone. I felt some alleviation but virtually of all I just felt alone.

The juice running down my leg brought me back to animation. I went for a shower and put on a button down dress. This was the one exception daddy had made from my old wardrobe as long as I only did three buttons up. I chose the three buttons and he made me cut the rest off. Now the dresses were low enough to show off my titty and split enough up the front to almost register off everything else, but for working around the house they were better than my new dress and a fair compromise daddy had said.

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

When I woke in the dayspring I decided to launder away as much of the end few twenty-four hour period as possible by washing the bedding. While the washing machine did its work I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather condition was nice took the bedding out the side threshold to hang it on the air to dry.

As I opened the door Mr Oscar Palmer Robertson was standing at his side door puffing on a cigaret as usual. With his mightily hand in his pocket. I had seen him various meter before but only now did I realise what his aright hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his hand running along his erection and the longer I stood the tumid that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to make a concerted effort to give my legs move. I walked to the clothes line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the exposure of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my hardest not to look at his hand and flunk miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to front at him. I closed the doorway and put my back to it as I steadied my breathing. Thankfully the looking glass was frosted so he couldn't see how he had affected me. Why it had such a powerful effect I don't know but I could find my pussy getting wet. He was in all fashion a repulsive man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shortstop and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me shudder all over.

Try as I may I couldn't rid myself of my throbbing pussy. In the end I flopped down on the settee, closed my eyes, and allowed my finger to run down my physical structure, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my branch. I pictured dad playing with me, fingering me and then kissing my mammilla, my navel, and on down to my clit. I spread my legs wider to give him better admittance. I moaned with pleasure as his tongue did its body of work. Delving deeper into my snatch than ever before. I could feel my climax rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My eye flew open to find Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the juice flowing from my throbbing hole. I have to hold I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to fulfill the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too debase. I spun round and dropped to my knees putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next moment I felt a thump on my back as Rosco's forepart hand pushed me forward. His back legs now between my legs I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a spur at my pussy and realised what he was trying to do. I tried to get up but he was too strong. He snarled his disfavour at my motion and the next thing I knew his erect stopcock was inside my throbbing golf hole."Oh God."I moaned,"Rosco. No"I said and again tried to tolerate up.

Rosco growled again and pushed at my neck with his snout, nipping at me to stay still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clitoris. His cock just seemed to keep growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my body. My orgasm again started to rise. I thanked god when I felt him follow, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his offset ejaculation was only pre semen, but there was so practically of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something handsome than his erecting pushing at my beef maw. I could sense the huge size of it and was terrified it would tear me apart. Suddenly with a seeming plop, whatever it was pushed past my swollen pussy lips and was inside me, and still Rosco got braggy and bigger. That knot was now crushing my clit driving me finally over the border into a vast orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my sess went further and further away until I was completely lost in a chronological succession of rapid flak orgasmic cramp.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his vain globe like water from a tap I could experience it hitting my interior bang bang bang till finally he slowed down and came to a stop, his semen running freely from my pussy and down my stage. His cock was still inside me and each time he tried to pull out of my sopping fix he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his corner. I fell to the story, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for ages curled up in a ball on the settee. My last thought before I fell into a unsatisfied sleep was"Oh daddy. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a start and it took me a second base or so to recognize the phone was ringing."Hello."I said, still half asleep.

"How's my little girl ?"

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

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

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

"goodness girl. Now when is Mike due home ?"

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

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

"Ok daddy I will let you know."

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

Once again I felt the mess sticking to my stage and dress so decided to take up a Bath, and maybe try and sort out my caput out.

I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my reach muscles and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the conclusion few days I just got more confused.

I should make said no to my Church Father fucking me. But without any falter I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been discerning, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may bechance and that is why she was so stern. That then of course brought my brain to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even potential for a dog to clobber and fuck a human being being. But thinking of how that foresighted tongue had made me feel was a turn on in itself. I was getting wet at the thought of it.

But Rosco fucking me was a different thing completely. Or was it. While my head said it was maculate and damage. I couldn't deny the muscular orgasm he had given me. And I also had to admit that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not lots different to my Padre using me as his cocotte. Just more and Thomas More confusing.

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

I woke up with a startle. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a roll of thunder."Shit."I said"My wash is still out."

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

1 ) It was already raining, only lightly but raining non the less

2 ) I was not wearing my white garb. I was in fact in a well-defined chiffon top. As long as a shirt but not long enough to hide out anything. It only had one release at the navel.

3 ) As the top got wet it stuck to my organic structure and became totally transparent. Mr Oscar Robertson could see everything.

4 ) On realising what I was wearing I froze on the daub. Mr Robertson was slowly pulling what was an obvious erection over the top of his shorts. My gaze was riveted to it.

Even though my psyche screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and wild at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another fracture of thunder woke me out of my daze and the heavens opened up. A waterspout of rain fell down on me. I took a stair towards the laundry and then back again, knowing it was too tardily. I glared at Mr Oscar Palmer Robertson, standing in his doorway nice and dry with his erecting in his hand.

anger has always been a problem for me. It makes me stubborn. I make efflorescence decisions. This time was no well. It was his fault my washing was soaked. It was his fault I was soaked. I stood in front of him, no more than four foot away as he stroked that fat tool of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my ramification slightly and put my hands on my rosehip, which of course caused the hem of the top to open up and put my pussy on full display. I undid the button and opened up the top wide.

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

He smiled. Not the least bit cark. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry way."I'll appearance him."I thought to myself. The topple drier was directly opposite the room access which was still unfold. I spread my legs wide and bent over to spread the drier door. My pussycat was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

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

I was trembling. I wanted to cry"Get off me. You repulsive little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his immense fat pecker brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said nix, in fact I wanted to campaign back onto him but I wouldn't give him that atonement. He rammed that hard fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in nuisance but in wild instant climax. He didn't care he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, reprehensible and hard.

His work force came round now and he grabbed both my nipple and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric automobile cushion joined with all those other intuitive feeling pouring out of my screaming pussy. My legs turned to jelly, unable to plump for myself. Every sentence he rammed into me he lifted me off the level and then I came down and then back up again. My kitty-cat was spread as blanket as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag skirt ineffectual to control my body in any way.

He made no auditory sensation. Not even when he finally shot his touchwood into me. squirt after spurt of it till it ran down my wooden leg. Then, as viciously as he had rammed it in he pulled it out. Still in a remorseless orgasm I slid down the fall dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat prick still throbbing in front of my face. He brushed it against my back talk and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my grimace. Banging my head back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to hold open my mind still and just let him face fuck me. He rammed that monster in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his cock oceanic abyss in my throat it was impossible to eat up it all and I choked. The seed had no other way out but through my olfactory organ. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my pussy mouth and wind, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the door I tried to stand up. The chiffon top fell to the storey and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the waiting room where I once again collapsed on the floor. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his stopcock was in me. As rearing as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was chief in this house. Getting his own back on me for last nighttime. Igniting my climax once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so light. I just lay my foreland on the storey and let him have his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful orgasm. This time there was no difficulty getting his knot in and I smiled with pride as I once again took every oz. of my dog's semen into my bitch puss hole. The final stage thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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