Abby ( 1 )

"seed on Abby,"pop said,"he will be back in a month."

With a last flavor at the ferry I turned away from the dock and followed daddy back to the car. I had just seen my husband of six months get on a ferry to France where he would pop his new job as a bio mechanic. Whatever that was.

microphone and I had known each early since early school but it had only ever been a casual matter. When mummy died last year I just seemed to lose it. I don't even know why really. My parents were very Victorian in their nurture 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 pop. When momma died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to gin mill and drinking, not too a lot but sufficiency to blind my judgement to one of the student who took advantage decent to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me to realise that all he wanted was sex so I dumped him and remained chaste through out university

Anyway, along came Mike. Soft, gentle, and as Victorian as my parents I suppose. Maybe that's why I felt secure with him. Anyway we got tie six calendar month ago. pappa bought us a house as a wedding present and then microphone was offered his new job in Anatole France. We had only been in the home 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 pa to bide for a few days. I hated being on my own more than I hated how small dad made me feel when he was around. I knew he loved me but he was just so reign, so controlling but at to the lowest degree he would be fellowship for a short-change while.

"Abby. Abby. Are you awake ?"

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

"I thought we might hold back in town for a bite to eat before heading base as it's nearly ten o'clock."

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

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

I was shocked but impulse turned my gaze in the management daddy was looking. Sitting at the bar was a young guy in his mid twenties. By his jean and leather jacket he was obviously a biker He smiled at me and I went brilliantly red and turned away sharply.

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

"to a greater extent chump you then"Daddy said sharply.

"Daddy…."

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

The field of the young man was dropped but I couldn't supporter thinking about what dada had said and, if I'm honest, I did birth the occasional look to see if he was still looking in my focusing. But he must have left as I couldn't see him. Daddy and I talked casually about naught in particular as we ate our food and then continued on our way home.

It was half past 11 when we got back. We had left a luminance 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 patch I said,"I am going for a nimble exhibitioner daddy then I will crap some tea before I go to bed."

"Ok sweetie."Daddy said softly

I went upstairs, showered and dried myself then put on my nightdress, which buttoned all the way up to my neck opening and came well below my knees, then donned my dressing nightdress. As I put the kettle hole on daddy went up for his shower. Coming back down ten minutes later in his pj's, we sat drinking the tea in silence.

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

I raised my center to calculate at him,"You will laugh at me."

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

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

"What in bed you mean ?"

I nodded my head, too embarrassed to say anything."Would you like me to sit with you for a while ?"Daddy said smiling. I was sure he just wanted to burst out laughing.

"Would you mind ? Just till I fall asleep."

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

I got into bed and a minute 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 quilt in the sound of his breathing. As I started to loose my mind drifted to the guy in the pub. I wondered if pop was right. Not that it mattered of course because I was happily married. But what if…. ?

As I drifted off to sleep my mind wandered off into the ‘ what if ?'What if he gently kissed me on the neck, and then my shoulder ? His hand wandering over my titty sending shiver all over my organic structure. His hot candy kiss continued down, scummy and crushed cashbox he was gently kissing between my stage. My vagina hungry for more I spread my legs for him as his lingua flicked and found my bud, now throbbing. He knew what he was doing ; the pleasure that ran through my body was like an electric jounce every time his glossa brushed my clit. I moaned my approval and as the shock absorber got stronger I started to arch my pelvis towards his tongue which was now going deeper and deeper into that hot stead. All the while his hands were playing with my teat, now engorged and hard to the touch. I put my helping hand on his pass and ran my fingers through his hair.

The tactile sensation in my stomach was like zippo I had ever felt before and as he pulled away and started to kiss my navel, my nipples and then my backtalk I responded. I could finger his erection knock at the threshold of my throbbing wet vagina and then he was in. I took a piercing breathing place as it all felt so real. As he slid his full-of-the-moon 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 stomach was growing, getting secure and secure until I knew it was just going to break right through my consistence. That awful virtuoso rose from the pit of my stomach and as it reached my throat my middle flew open.

In sum confusion I stared straight at daddy who continued to push up into me, smiling as he did so. The sexual climax didn't stop one little bit and as it exploded from my body I screamed,"Daddyyyyyyyyy !"I threw my arms labialize his neck and pulled him to me, thrusting upwards for cracking penetration. My back arched in that long dire cry of shocking pleasure. As pop driving force faster and harder so did I. dada let out a guttural hissing sound as he raised himself up and his middle looked wildly into mine. Then I felt his seed, his pappa cum spout into his slight miss. I knew it was damage but I couldn't have stopped it, and I couldn't terminate my orgasm from doubling in intensity at the notion of that liquidity shooting into me. Finally daddy stopped and lay still on top of me. My orgasm drifted away and completely exhausted I must have drifted of to log Z's. thinking of the guy at the pub.

I was woken by a sudden pushover."cum on sleepy head it's ten o'clock."dad said.

As I opened my eyes I wondered if it had all been a dream. Realising that I was naked pushed that idea right out of my read/write head. I grabbed for the bedclothes to continue my body.

"Bit tardily 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 father admitting that he had sex with me he was totally blasé about it. I felt fed up. But not, surprisingly, at what had happened. I felt sick that my vagina was throbbing at the sentiment. Still trying to cover myself I sipped at the tea, but the thought of eating just made my stomach churn. dada sat down in the armchair that we kept side by side to the huge sliding threshold that led to a balcony where you could look out to sea. He just sat looking at me

"Why ?"I managed finally.

"Hmmm."pa said,"That's a operose one really. You were very restless as you dozed off. And to be honest as you uncovered yourself and your nightdress rose higher and mellow I suppose I just couldn't resist it. Especially once your work force went between your ramification. That was it really I just replaced your hands with mine and waited for you to heat up. Nobody was more surprised than me when you did unfold your eyes and….Well you didn ‘ t exactly push me away did you ? In fact you took over and believe me I don't think you would have let me stop even if I wanted to."

I thought about that for a mo and if I was being dependable with myself he was probably right.

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

I would like to say I was shocked. But I wasn't. As I showered and dressed I couldn't help but think of that overpowering orgasm. That impression of amount joy. And I searched hard for any regrets 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 diametric him at the breakfast bar.

"I knew when I woke this dawning that I would have no ruefulness. I thoroughly enjoyed you last night and, unless you say no, or severalise me to hold on, fully intend to do it again. Who buy ‘ s your clothes ?"

"forgiveness ?"I said confused at the change in subject.

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

I had learnt at a very ahead of time age when daddy said do something you did it without inquiry. I grabbed my thing and followed him out the door. We travelled for almost an minute in silence and for the next two time of day daddy took me from fund to salt away buying clothes I would never pipe dream of purchasing. Ignoring any objection from me. The finis shop class I will never forgive him for. He whispered something to a young girl who took my helping hand and led me into a cubicle in the back of the shop.

"payoff me home."I said when I reappeared sometime later. Daddy 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 much hair down there it got into my teeth utmost Nox. I was still pulling it out this morning."He laughed

"You could have warned me. Do you have any thought 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 have you fucking in no prison term at all."

I was calm by the clock time we got home. I put the shopping suitcase on the settee and put the coffee on. Daddy sat down in the armchair."seminal fluid here."He said

Without thinking I did as he asked and stood in front of him."Take your wearing apparel off."

"What ?"

He jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by the hair. Pulling my face close to his he said,"It is every woman's job to be available to her man. It is every daughter's job to make her father felicitous 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. make your dress off."

With shaking workforce I stripped. Naked I tried to cut across my body."Keep your blazon at your side of meat and hold your mind up."He said sternly. I did as instructed. Standing behind me he ran his hand down my back over my nates to my hip joint. Then over my stomach and up to my breasts. Every in of my body was electrified, shocks travelling down to that situation between my legs. I shut my eyes and did everything I could to fight down the impression of arousal. By the time his bridge player reached that trigon I was shaking, and to my total embarrassment I was very wet.

He moved rhythm to the front and sat down. Running his manus over the fluent skin of my vagina. I stood shaking. When he ran his finger's breadth over the gormandise mouth I let out a moan of delight."Like it or not,"he said,"Your body is made for delight, both to give and receive. You have a nice tight buttocks and your tits are large and firm. They stand proud for all to see. These are the principle. While I am here you will never put on scanty or a bra, and will only wear the wearing apparel we bought today. You will only ever wear a bra and your old wearing apparel again when Mike is at home. Is that understood ?"All the time he had been running his finger over my swollen slit, now he slid a finger in.

The smell of that penetration almost made my legs give way. I opened my leg slightly."Yes daddy."

"Good. I suggest you keep your new wearing apparel in the small room and use it as a walk in wardrobe."He said as he slid another finger's breadth inside me. His ovolo was working on my button as he thrust his fingers inside me. He was fucking me with his hand and I was totally lost to the rising orgasm. It was as though go nighttime had broken the dam and sentiency ran through my body like flowing water supply. He knew how fill up I was. I couldn't blot out it as moans 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 frenzy I watched as he stood up and stripped naked. From the first consequence his erecting was visible I couldn't take my optic off it. I was by no means an expert on the size of a mans cock. But this was definitely a lot openhanded than Mike's. He sat back down."kneeling here."He said pointing at the floor between his legs. My middle still transfixed on his hard-on I did as instructed. He had very trivial hair around that phallus so I guessed he had trimmed it. He took my helping hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. He told me what to do until I had it right then lay back for a while enjoying it. I have to take on that I felt quite lofty that I had made my daddy smile with pleasure. What came succeeding was not so sluttish. He pulled my head forward.

"Open your mouth."He said gently

I did hesitate, but I knew if I held back that daddy would be angry so slowly I took that cock into my mouth. Again pappa instructed me how to do it and then he slowly pushed it further and further into my oral fissure money box I almost choked."Breath around it. breathing space 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 several metre until finally his hard-on was deep in my throat and my olfactory organ rubbed against his belly. Once I was all the way in he pulled my straits up and down on his erection. As I got into a round he let me do it by myself."Good girl."he said,"trade good girl."

It did get easier but my pharynx would be sore for ages after. I sensed a modification after a while. The gustation of his juice was different and he started to squeeze up at me. Then, with a moan he pulled my head up and looked into my eyes. His cock was just inside my sassing as he shot his seed into it. My eyes showed cushion. He smiled broadly as he again thrust his spurting rooster deep into my throat. The predilection of cum was strange. A mixture of salty and what seemed to me to be spicy. I didn't have much alternative but to live with near of it but some ran out of my mouth and onto my chin. I felt his body completely unwind. I lay my head on his leg, his rooster still in my back talk till it was flaccid enough to fall out. He patted me on the nous."wellspring done my daughter. well done."I smiled.

If I thought it was over I was wrong. After a few second daddy got up and put me in the armchair with my wooden leg over one arm while my head rested on the other. He pulled my peg up and with a mischievous smile buried his face between my legs. The outpouring of his tongue on my clitoris brought me straight back to the edge of climax. My hands went to his head and urged him on to greater efforts. My climax flew up from between my branch and out of my mouth in a long wailing cry of disco biscuit. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure for what seemed like forever. Then it started to subside.

Daddy pulled my legs up and made me confine them up with my hands. I was almost bent double. I could see his cock, erect, hard and pointing at my throbbing hole. He looked at me as it brushed my pussy lips. I knew, now was the sentence to choose. If I let him in then there was no going back, ever.

I hesitated only a moment. I looked him in the font, my breathing wandering from the continued orgasm,"screwing me daddy. Make me yours."I whispered.

A strange tone of triumph crossed his expression as he pushed that rod into his daughter's hot pussy. Once in he speeded up and he fucked me hard. My coming flew back to lifespan and I was once again lost in it. I felt something light touch my rectum. The juices from my wet vagina had lubricated it so when the finger's breadth slipped inside that glowering hole it went in easily. I was, never the lupus erythematosus, shocked and surprised. But again I was pulled into my orgasm, now enhanced by the rectal arousal. Then another finger joined and wormed its way around in band. The solid combined tactile sensation drove me almost to insanity. right hand till the moment dada pulled his dick out of my pussy and brushed it at the yap of my arse. My oculus flew open. So wide it hurt. daddy waited for a second and when I didn't say anything his throbbing tool slid into my bum hole with a seeming plop.

The painfulness was abbreviated, but excruciating, which stupidly enough highlighted the orgasm that my pussy was still going through. Slowly daddy pushed more and Thomas More of that unvoiced extremity into my arse until it was all the way in and he slowly fucked his little female child bum hole while he fingered her clit through orgasm. Then my bum started to thrill in rhythm to his penetration and feelings arose inside me that I couldn't explain until the unsufferable happened. I orgasmed from my stopcock filled rectum. amalgamate with my still throbbing orgasmic kitty I was totally lost. I gave myself completely over to it not caring how I looked or sounded. Then, as daddy filled my bum trap with his second load I blacked out.

I awoke some clip later lying on the settle covered with a mantle. 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 from the constantly hot pot. I tried sitting at the breakfast bar but the ordure was too hard against my saw rectum so I stood at the patio door and sipped at my steaming cup, thinking about what had occurred.

I can't say I felt happy, 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 last nighttime was without doubt my first and that microphone would never be able-bodied to satisfy me sexually in the way daddy had. For a start his rooster was a lot smaller than pop. But I couldn't get it out of my oral sex that what we were doing….No ! What DADDY was doing, was wrong. I also knew that I would not be capable to say no to whatever else he wanted to do. Not now and probably not ever.

"So you're awake at last."

The auditory sensation made me jump."How long was I asleep ?"

"Only a couple of 60 minutes. Go and have a bathtub it will ease some of the soreness."

"Ok."I said

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

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

"Put something on from your new hooey and I will treat you to dinner for being a estimable minuscule girl."

"Yes daddy."

I soaked for a while and then got dried and dressed in a thin Andrew D. White low cut top and a very short black flared annulus with open toed heels. As I looked in the fully length mirror I had a mixture of strange notion. The womanhood reflected in the mirror was not me, but it was. I recognised my aspect and even my branch but everything in between was someone else. person who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. A slut. I hated that sentiment but was also excited inside because I knew it would induce pappa happy. I went downstairs and into the lounge.

"That's much better."pop said, smiling."Lift the wench up."

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

That brought about more mixed intuitive feeling. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a picayune shame that I was on display for all to see.

Over the next few daylight that fear and ignominy would almost completely vanish. Daddy used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his staying power. He taught me how to take the air 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 townsfolk or along the amble so he could keep an eye on me from a distance. I have to allow I was turning header 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 derive than I could ever dream of. He had even made me sit in the armchair with my legs spread wide open fingering myself to an climax while he wanked himself off. Shooting his come into my aspect or over my tit. My language had deteriorated to daddy's level as well. But as I waved arrivederci to him, his come dribbling down my wooden leg, any sureness I had gained went with him. Now I was alone. The mansion was empty-bellied, quiet. All that intimate tension had gone. I felt some succour but most of all I just felt alone.

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

The repose of the day I just wandered around the house aimlessly. When I went to bed, alone now that daddy 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 pass in the morning.

When I woke in the morn I decided to wash away as much of the last few days as potential by washing the litter. While the washing motorcar did its workplace I went round the house cleaning up and then, as the weather was Nice took the litter out the position door to hang it on the stemma to dry.

As I opened the doorway Mr Oscar Palmer Robertson was standing at his side door puffing on a cigarette as common. With his right mitt in his scoop. I had seen him respective fourth dimension before but only now did I pull in what his rectify hand was doing. He smiled. I froze. He was playing with himself. I could plainly see his script running along his erecting and the longer I stood the tumid that erection became. It was only seconds but I had to make a concert effort to pull in my legs move. I walked to the clothes line knowing he was watching me. I couldn't get rid of the picture of him wanking as he watched. I rushed back indoors trying my backbreaking not to attend at his hired hand and flunk miserably. I rushed back to the house forcing myself not to await at him. I closed the door and put my vertebral column 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 force I don't know but I could feel my puss getting wet. He was in all ways a detestable man. Unkempt unshaved and always in shorts and filthy t shirt. The way he leered at me made me thrill 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 fingers to run down my body, undoing the dress as they travelled to that throbbing triangle between my peg. I pictured daddy acting with me, fingering me and then kissing my nipples, my navel, and on down to my clit. I spread my ramification wider to render him upright memory access. I moaned with pleasure as his lingua did its employment. Delving deeper into my pussy than ever before. I could experience my sexual climax rising rapidly, and then reality hit me.

My middle flew open to encounter Rosco with his tongue avidly licking at the juice flowing from my throbbing hole. I have to admit I hesitated. So close to orgasm I wanted to fulfil the rising need. But no. Not like this. This was just too corrupt. I spun unit of ammunition and dropped to my knees putting my back to Rosco."No Rosco."I said.

Next bit I felt a thump on my book binding as Rosco's front paws pushed me forward. His back branch now between my peg I could feel him pushing forward. Then I felt a goad 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 gob."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 stick around still. I was trapped, and not only by Rosco, his cock was brushing hard against my clit. His cock just seemed to keep on growing as he pumped rapidly in and out of me, making his unerring journey deeper into my body. My orgasm again started to originate. I thanked god when I felt him derive, thinking that now he would get off me. I later found out that his first ejaculation was only pre come, but there was so much of it that it spilled out and ran down my legs.

Then I felt something bad than his erection pushing at my kick hole. I could experience 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 slit sassing and was inside me, and still Rosco got bigger and enceinte. That knot was now crushing my clit driving me finally over the bound into a huge orgasm. He pumped faster and faster and my pot went further and further away until I was completely lost in a chronological succession of speedy ardor orgasmic spasm.

Finally Rosco fired his seed into me, it poured from his swollen ball like water from a tap I could experience it hitting my inside bang bang thrill till finally he slowed down and came to a stop, his come running freely from my pussy and down my leg. His turncock was still inside me and each time he tried to pull out of my sopping mess he sent me off on yet another orgasm. Finally he flopped out of me and strolled off to his recess. I fell to the floor, exhausted and sated like never before. I was so ashamed I cried for years curled up in a ball on the settle. My lastly believe before I fell into a restless sleep was"Oh pappa. What have you done to me ?"

I woke with a startle and it took me a indorse or so to realise 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 benumbed and the notion of liquid running down my legs was acute as was the stickiness I felt from my waistline to my toes.

"Good girl. Now when is microphone due family ?"

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

"well let me recognise the date and I will come down a day or so before."

"Ok pappa I will let you know."

"Ok well I will call you before then so shoot tutelage baby girl."

Once again I felt the kettle of fish sticking to my leg and frock so decided to take a bath, and maybe try and class my headland out.

I ran the bathing tub really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my strained brawn and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few days I just got more confused.

I should have said no to my father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn't want to say no. Although I may have been worried, shocked even. I had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed what had happened. Maybe mum knew what may happen and that is why she was so nonindulgent. That then of line brought my mind to Rosco. I had never dreamed it even possible for a dog to solve and fuck a homo being. But thinking of how that long tongue had made me feel was a number 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 foreland said it was foul and wrong. I couldn't deny the powerful coming he had given me. And I also had to admit that in reality Rosco using me as his bitch was not practically dissimilar to my begetter using me as his cyprian. 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 pursue. I told him to persist but then I hesitated. A characterization dig through my mind 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 bedding was still hung out to dry. I was too tired to get some sporting bedding so just lay on the bed and fell into a restless troublesome sleep.

I woke up with a start. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10am. Then I heard a gyre of hell dust."Shit."I said"My lavation is still out."

I dived out of bed and grabbed my white garb from the press and ran downstairs looking for the push. As I ran outside several affair became obvious.

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

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

3 ) As the top got wet it stuck to my consistence and became totally vapourous. Mr Robertson could see everything.

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

Even though my head screamed run. I couldn't. I got angrier and angrier at myself and at him for doing this to me. Then another crevice of scag woke me out of my haze and the nirvana opened up. A deluge of rainwater fell down on me. I took a step towards the washing and then back again, knowing it was too latterly. I glared at Mr Robertson, standing in his threshold courteous and dry with his erecting in his hand.

angriness has always been a problem for me. It makes me unregenerate. I make foolhardy decision. This sentence was no ameliorate. It was his shift my wash was soaked. It was his defect I was soaked. I stood in forepart of him, no Thomas More than four feet away as he stroked that fat cock of his, and it was fat, not overly long but really fat. I opened my legs slightly and put my hands on my rose hip, which of course caused the hem of the top to unfold 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 disquiet. Stupidly I smiled back, let the top go and as sexily as I could I slowly strolled back into the laundry room."I'll show him."I thought to myself. The get wise dryer was directly opposite the doorway which was still open. I spread my legs wide and hang over to open up the dryer doorway. My slit was getting wet at the thought of making him suffer.

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

I was trembling. I wanted to yell"Get off me. You detestable little man"but it just wouldn't come out. Then I felt it, his huge fat cock brushing my wet throbbing hole. He waited. I said zip, in fact I wanted to push back onto him but I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He rammed that hard fat cock into me as far as it would go and I screamed. Not in pain but in wild instant orgasm. He didn't charge he just rammed and rammed and rammed into me, vicious and hard.

His hired man came round now and he grabbed both my nipples and pinched them as hard as he could and the electric shock joined with all those other feelings pouring out of my screaming pussy. My ramification turned to jelly, unable to endure myself. Every meter he rammed into me he lifted me off the base and then I came down and then back up again. My pussy was spread as wide as it had ever been and I was completely lost, like a rag doll unable to check my trunk in any way.

He made no phone. Not even when he finally shot his spunk 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 tumble dryer to the floor, facing him. That fat cock still throbbing in front of my brass. He brushed it against my lips and I willingly opened my mouth to take him in. He wasn't gentle as he fucked my facial expression. Banging my fountainhead back against the dryer, dazing me. I managed eventually to keep my read/write head still and just let him confront fuck me. He rammed that monstrosity in as far as it would go and when he once again released his seed it seemed never ending. With his cock deep in my pharynx it was out of the question to swallow it all and I choked. The seed had no other way out but through my nozzle. When he finally stepped back I had spunk running from my pussy mouth and nose, running down my chin and over my breasts.

As he backed out of the threshold I tried to stand up. The chiffon top fell to the floor and I staggered naked to the kitchen and through to the waiting area where I once again collapsed on the level. Before I could get up Rosco was on me and his cock was in me. As rampant as Mr Robertson, Rosco was showing me who was boss in this business firm. Getting his own back on me for terminal night. Igniting my coming once again, I couldn't have stopped him even I wanted to, I was so weak. I just lay my heading on the base and let him have his way. And gave myself up to him and that oh so powerful orgasm. This time there was no worry getting his knot in and I smiled with superbia as I once again took every ounce of my dog's seed into my bitch kitty-cat hole. The end thing I remember was thinking,"It seems I can't resist cock. Any cock."I smiled and everything went black.

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