Friday eventide, the first week of June and I was totally loosen. I'd met a Quaker for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten base around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's stigma, rocks with just a dab of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my 18 year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but endorsement in her class and I was so infernal proud.

Yes, I was lofty. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took vast pridefulness in her skill. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died XVIII years ago ; in the infirmary where Joanie was born. My infant girl was nursing at her female parent's breast, there in the infirmary bed, when Marcie, my married woman, suffered a fatal brain aneurysm and I was left a widower and the solitary caretaker of a new have infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did have helper. My female parent came to stay with me for three priceless months. She took charge of Joanie's caution and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and modification babies 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 father's health had taken a act for the worst and she was desperately needed at home plate ; when she left I hired a nanny.

wellspring, nanny might he understating her tariff and value to me. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was and still is a very authoritative somebody in Joanie's and my liveliness. first she helped with child care then her duties evolved. My byplay is brokerage, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo functions as my government agency manager now. She's just a couple of years quondam than I, a piffling on the slender side ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are unflattering and eschew constitution ; in other words she makes no crusade to make herself appealing but, none the lupus erythematosus, after that first night and after she'd been with me for various long time and after a few cocktails I had the decided pleasure to remind myself that she was a savage between the sheets and blessed with the plastered pussy I'd ever had the delight to sate. Still, we mutually concluded that a line relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense dislike 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 deal field goal but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the nothingness. She liked to tantalise me and romance unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing breasts against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute prat a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied bottom of the inning as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our approaching holiday. I own a trivial vacation cottage in the mountains situated on the adorable tarn this face of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely wonderful hebdomad in June of each year Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a minuscule powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for easygoing geographic expedition of the channels and creeks.

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

Joanie I wondered, she was out with protagonist planning to go to a bonfire for a"offset of summer"party, roast some weenies, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a distich of beers ; I answered,

"how-do-you-do ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

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

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

"nada good, I'm afraid. There's a job with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come up pick her up. I'll sports meeting you at the Denny's on Somerville route in XXX minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

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

At thirteen, the summer between middle school and high school I'd caught her and her girlfriend drunkenness my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pond house. Then last year, at the offset of her junior yr there was the sequence involving experimentation with Cannabis sativa and my Maker's Deutsche Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her short bottom over each of the above but now she was xviii, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my paint 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 rearwards rear of Harry's pleasure craft, disheveled and passed out. We managed to get her to my car where she mumbled something then collapsed over the seat. I locked the car and followed Harry to the restaurant.

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

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the engrossment of the other attending military officer was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a known dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine cocain. He had a tail light out and the patrol ship's 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 primary squeeze Jamitious Curry were up breast but Joanie was in the backrest with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad player, too. According to the arresting policeman there was a stick smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him manage the lookup of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take caution of Dino Paul Crocetti and Joanie. He found about a thousand Worth of crack in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two John Rock wrapped in tin enhancer. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guy wire stuck their shit in the girls'bag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the lamella, and he's also VOP ( infringement of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the nooky away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good daughter but this could let gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two calendar week every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this prison term ; leave tomorrow morning time, maybe have a little detox session and let her spend nearly of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ cause she won't be capable to sit."

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

The drive household was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the drunkard in the backseat it was in silence. At base I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In venom of her evildoing she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the wear I'd need at the mickle cabin then fixed up a little grasp with token I would or might postulate. From eighteen old age experience there were sealed things that Joanie might require. If she didn't spirit well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a little girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to allow for a slumber aid and service with pulling out, the red incandescent lamp clyster syringe and, of course my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, Baron Verulam, hash Brown University, completely wheat toast, orange tree juice and coffee tree 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 bacon around her plate and took several mouthfuls of the testicle before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"Daddy, 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 ready and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and step-in, you'll need them."

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

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

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

The cabin had a bedroom and privy on the flat coat level and a sleeping garret above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with onions and Madagascar pepper then sautéed two perch fish filet while spinach simmered.

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

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

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no dubiousness scales in at a round 130. She has rather replete boob, a poofie breadbasket and a bottom made up of Twin Falls heavy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, intimate not aphrodisiacal, and to those the skinny dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the attic. As a joke I'd bought her pj's for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one while, had footies and a drop seat ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather wide bottom as she descended, I could see a step-in line. She'd put as much cloth as possible over her very vulnerable ass ; sassy young lady, but no hope.

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

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

"No wine-colored, no cocktails ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the niggling newspaper container.

"Daddy, please, this is so unenviable, don't spotter me."

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

"Oh Daddy, yes, I smoked some cannabis, 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 presence of the marihuana but, thank God, zilch else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a chairman in the middle of the way, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for a lot besides its intended purpose.

Joanie saw the hairbrush, grandma's hairbrush, resting on the side of meat table.

"Please daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pj's, those jammies that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop-off flap. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. Panties were evident

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

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

"outdoor stage up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the unmarried firearm. First her swollen breasts then her puffy tummy, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her go on her panties on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to have me conduct them off, percentage of her penalisation. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the floor at her foot as I began.

I started at the articulation between her bottom and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit office to the top of her buttocks then back down.

Crack, crack, cranny, the resounding music of material body meeting flesh. After about XXX whang I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, centre flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"papa, I'm so sad, 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 peck for a while. It tied her in knots when she did something that worried me so lots that I punished her.

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

"pop, can I catch some Z's here tonight, I don't want to have to climb up to the loft ?"

I thought for a moment then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to help you relax ?"

"Un hunh, please,"she answered, we both knew what that would be.

I got one of the tranquilizing suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the sleeping room I paused to admire my handcraft. Joanie's fanny was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shades of red, violet, empurple with just a touch sensation of blue, damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether brass. She was pinko, a crocked band, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my indicator finger. Her sphincter muscle 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 nightclothes, loose-fitting gym boxershorts and a tee shirt. I crawled under the tack with her.

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

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

How can she recollect, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her twenty percent natal day, over thirteen years ago.

"I'm no-count Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my digit along her Venus cleft, her slit back then it was goose egg more than a pink vale, her labia and button were unexploited but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

"Please pa,"she begged as she took my hand and pulled it toward her ; the back of my bridge player brushed the silklike hair covering her Mon veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't effort to stop her nor did I pull away. My center finger found her channel. I'd used my exponent finger when she was young but my middle finger's breadth was longer, better able to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very unlike than when she was a child with just a minor immature slit. Her outer labia were swollen, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clit was spectacular and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the physical structure of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministrations then snuggled against me. balmy gentle snores, the sedative drug had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no residue for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my natural process, she wanted it, it didn't damage anyone, fustian, bombast, bombast. Then I waxed philosophic, the Earth was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical intellect before the availability of birth ascendance ; but no longer.

The birds and the bees talking, mother to daughter, Church Father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more sense, mother to son, a woman who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a dependable and considerate lover ? And a Father of the Church 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.

Inferno, makes sense to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hired man back, her hocus-pocus on my finger's breadth. I brought it to my sassing ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grin on my face.

I awoke to the aroma of chocolate percolating and Roger Bacon sauteing. Joanie stuck her school principal into the chamber,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

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

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

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

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

"ghost me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at to the lowest degree the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my laurel wreath on her sorely abused bottom.

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

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

"Do you think you deserve another ?"I asked.

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

What could I say, Marcie, my departed wife was a cute Irish whiskey lassie, short, a minuscule pudgy and soft with strawberry blonde hair, full breasts and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bum. My intellect wandered and I began to get an erection memory. Patrick White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to go out a pinkish 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 hone posterior, I know, my bridge player fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you think you merit 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 constabulary 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 banger or drug dealers from what Harry told me."

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

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

"Way, way over my mind. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a mates of junction then the guy in the back seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some saucy Whitney Moore Young Jr. white kitty-cat. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. Then he said to the early guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ inferno yes.'Then the young lady he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black tool tear up that cunt's white ass.'He was trying to get out my pants off when we got tear over."

"You were golden the copper showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that spatial relation, what were you thinking ?"

"pappa, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch. dad, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed forged, more degrading that another little girl was going to get her thrill watching it encounter, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a Virgo the Virgin forever or anything like that but I want to choose when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

I knew she was a virgin, my probing finger the night before had explored her vagina. She was tight and I'd felt her virginal membrane but for now I thought it serious if we change the subject.

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a walk of life around the lake, we can talk then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a shower. She was still only wearing her robe, her pajamas and panties were in her script as she climbed the run to the loft.

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

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

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

As we walked I let her contribute the conversation. It had been a fearful experience for her but, once she was rescued by the law and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from enquiry and nail her care had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her pure kitty-cat but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. fantabulous judgement of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

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

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, young people make dazed mistakes but that's a big part of learnedness, of maturing. I know cipher like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flight of ducks coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a little late for their northerly migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a patch of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my shorts then she'd taken it into her oral cavity. It was like a carnal dream, I awoke to my girl fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty green eyes and smiled then began thick throating my cock.

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

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her lip she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My minuscule 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 wrong, in fact her evident past participation with fellatio made me wonder just how very much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a diffused swat on her derriere, saying,"Come on, let's get back to the cabin. It's prison term 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 toilet and get ready while I got her cup and tryout strip.

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

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

I was holding her by the pelvic girdle, I unzipped her shortstop and let them precipitate to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na spank every day that you continue to show confirming for marijuana. Not like yesterday but still you'll spirit 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 minuscule while..

"Will you hold me pappa ?"She asked.

"Of course of action Princess."

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

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

I had to call up how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other things 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 envious, I wanted to be your girlfriend ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

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

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

"Nosey short thing, aren't we ?"

"wellspring, don't you ?"

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

"My bedroom's following 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 Nox and moan and groans on Saturday, the dark he parted her tight little bottom. God, that was the well, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

"well, there are some thing shouldn't do ; affair like listening at her Daddy's paries. What did you guess about what you were hearing ?"

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

"And ?"

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

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a lilliputian hug.

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

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

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

Joanie caught her hint,"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,"Touch me pop, please touch me."

Her knocker were milky Edward Douglas White Jr. capped with lowly pink nipples.

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

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the former Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own bridge player. His bridge player cupped her plump bum as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her rosehip up to touch him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was prepare as he moved over her.

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

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her attender maidenhead tear, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

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

As he continued Joanie began to relax and accept the intrusion of her young body. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to touch his strokes. Sounds emanated from deep in her pharynx as she cooed.

"Fuck me Daddy, make love your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me well, fuck me good."

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

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

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

"good. I do want to get your baby but not yet. I want us to have some fun first, don't you ?"

"You bet Princess,"he answered as he pulled her atop him.

"Squat over me,"he instructed as he guided his phallus to her vagina.

"Sit on me and take me in."

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

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

Her full breasts, her poofie little tummy, her reddish gold flowing pelt and, most of all her alluring typeface smiling at him.

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

"Do you desire to be ?"

"More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few to a greater extent grocery and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several program B pills and some scented lubricant. The pills for immediate use, of course but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my womanhood more was in storage as far as her intimate educational activity was concerned. I'd always had a predilection for anal sex, riding my little girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth controller method acting. The program B pill were a plosive consonant gap measure, 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 expanse. I had Joanie phone to cause her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an designation for the pursual day. The Dr. let her know that she would be doing a perfect physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd need to bathe before we left and that she should fatigue wearable that was well-heeled to get into and out of. She would probably be naked during the test. Most would be bit, checking her bosom beat, pinna, nose, pharynx and eyes then it would become more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral examination and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might deposit her digit up my butt, ungh."

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

Joanie was as nervous as a long track cat in a roomful of rocking president as we drove to the doctor's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

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

The doc was exceeding as she explained what she was going to do each footstep of the way.

Two finger's breadth into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap cytosmear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the second base in her anus checking the lieu of her uterus.

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

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

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

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

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

"Almost done love,"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 mo or two."

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

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

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointment for two calendar week hence and a carefulness that, although she could immediately be sexually active agent she might experience some cramping. If so, just fill an over the return annoyance backup ; Anacin III, Motrin or such and stay a bit.

On the drive base 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 pa, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my womb and uterine cervix from the gage position, ick."

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

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

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's appointee so we'd skipped her break of the day routine. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually dynamic she should be off the hook for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the privy 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.

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

"Do you desire some Datril,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Feeling better Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to arouse up, the spasm are gone,"she said as she got a crapulence of water.

"Can we wager 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 pair of light skidder she was nude person under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her white meat and uttered,"daddy's afters,"as I took one then the early between my lips.

God how I loved the taste and the fragrance of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my tongue into her vagina. I took her clit between my 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 meter she was pleading for me to blockade, wailing in a atrocious pleasure. She was too raw to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a sec. Her favored position.

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and find for a few instant 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 post I admired her sex. Still a girlish precious coral pink,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect puss, damn this flavor so in force. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe tough, more rapidly.

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

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

Her convention sounds had changed. She was panting like a lowly beef being ridden by a big High German sheepherder, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive groan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the fucking of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after impulse of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her clobber trunk, caressing her slope and bottom, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God pop, I thought you were going to fuck me to Death, you felt so big in me. My poor short 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,"closing curtain,"as he caressed her bottom.

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

Rob gave first one then the early of her plump cheeks a power play,"image it out Princess."

As he traced a bingle finger along her crack cocaine he saw the realization and fear flash in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"Preparation mostly, she'd cook herself clean and we'd use stack of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the night before then enemas respective hours before."

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

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

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

They dropped the subject and over the next two calendar week nothing more was said. Their sex life was patronise and active, exploring diverse post. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from ass. She liked the feel of the duplicate 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 relax. He spent a lot of clip on her balmy ass, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The number 1 clip he used his knife on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to rise up but he held her down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger to her button he could bestow her to climax that way.

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

With the pass 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 give up. Slowly she was accepting anal attention and getting pleasure from it.

The two calendar week had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up appointee found no job. Joanie was ok for a class unless something untoward happened.

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

Joanie's weewee 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 sexual desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a dull ship's boat missionary. He ignored her bum and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a I poach egg, one gash of goner, juice and coffee.

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

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

"pop,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I want my robe,"she said.

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

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

She felt him adjoin her, the tingle of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"papa, please,"she wailed, as she felt him overspread her buttock and enclose the syringe.

After five bulbs she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her stomach working the piddle deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse Colon and down her ascending colon.

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

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

He could hear the splash of fecal subject, the sounds of escaping gas and his little girl's moan. When it was finally unruffled and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A endorse five bulb enema followed by a third and finally a small-scale three medulla oblongata insertion and she was running clear.

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

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to waitress three time of day after your enemas,"glancing at his watch he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he severalize her the verity ? If nothing else he was always honorable with her.

"Princess, high noon will be the first clock time. We're going to do it four or five clip over the course of the day."

"Oh Daddy,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite companion with weak meals and enemas, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being capable to rest but in her fagged nation she was sleeping within minutes.

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

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

starting time one finger then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincter then more lube. 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 in you ? I want you to do the same thing. When you feel me military press against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery representative 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 pelvis and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his member along her crack various times then guided it to her opening.

"get-up-and-go Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his cock split her sphincter and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the porno 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 unstrain. christ, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet baseball glove gripping me. You're the best Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissue were tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to oblige his cinch. That's why he wanted her respective times this for the first time day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would descend next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to writhe 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 untaught anal virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to actuate her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no feeling in the mankind like a Danton True Young miss's virginal anus and rectum. The unbelievably loaded suitcase of her sphincter muscle muscles squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to turn down him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each future time. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to flex those muscles to pinch and masturbate him and he could play a little rougher.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm not. I knew I'd have to do it sometime. It did hurt but, in truth, the anticipation was worse than the reality."

"I'm gladiolus you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the potty for a minuscule while then put a duet of panties on and derive lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a piece and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her head on his thorax and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really stand for it ?"

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

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"former girlfriend ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small slight hindquarters, I always felt I had to bring it easy with her. I like plump stern, like Mommy'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 jealous but no more. I'm your missy 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 panty and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her pelvic arch he said,"We're going to try a different office this time."He rolled her onto her back with her rose hip on the pillow so that her fundament was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your pretty side,"he told her as he added a fiddling lubricant, she was still pretty tricksy from before.

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

"Ok Daddy."

"Push Princess."

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

"tone the mellowness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

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

"My Little Princess, beautiful of brass, succulent of breast, with her soft egg white tummy and halcyon curls ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

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

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will sense dear, especially when I'm pumping you."

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

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

As he watch she closed her eyes and a pocket-sized smiling played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten hour then forced her ramification further back and driving force hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

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

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

"My wretched hind end's sore but my footling pussy's certain happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and borecole coleslaw Joanie said,"That position was rather neat, how we could see each other's faces, see each former's middle. Is that your preferent side ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favorite is daughter under on her knee, 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 footling like that, I like letting her feel my strength, all of my duration and girth, giving her a fierce ride."

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

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not make for that. I like to act hard, I'd trauma you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

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

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

Her little tintinnabulation was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was evident as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her branch he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full feeling in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few clock time then he started to turn her.

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

With one mitt holding her top hip his other massaged her abdomen.

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a pocket-size grinning appear on his lips.

He continued to hold her lower stomach, then taking her hand and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic off-white he said,"Feel."

She was startled, it was as if something alert was in her belly, she could finger 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 Princess. Now give yourself some fingerbreadth and maybe we can get off together."

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his book binding when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

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

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

Accompanied by her ohs, ahs, coos and Oh my god, he tongued her for over ten proceedings before he sucked the crimson red tip of her clitoris between her lips.

She couldn't hold back her tightness on observation, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her puss against his rim until she came with a rushing and effusion of tasty, tangy peach flavored miss juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"Well, take the thing off the dresser and slant the mirror a lilliputian, I think you'll be capable to watch."

"What do I get to determine next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the nous board and reclined against it with his legs extended.

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

"All of me but not often of you."

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

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

"Could you see ?"

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

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

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

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

He held her hips and let her tilt and pump on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly randomness of pleasure over the appearance she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his script around and let her bait his finger to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

"Lie flat and move 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 in effect view.

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

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

"Push Princess."

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

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

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

"smell full-of-the-moon Princess ?"

"Yes, so wax, so full."

"Does it feel good ?"

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

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

Once her hand was in position he scooted in high spirits on her spinal column so his penetration was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

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

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her whirl wider, going mystifying than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her abstruse, hard and fasting for several transactions. He moans had tour to lament, her sobs to a wailing cry as her bout flowed.

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

She tightened down as best she could, it was difficult with the hard driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the 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 thick. He stayed in her until his orchis were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to make out into his arms, instead she curled into the foetal spatial relation with her backbone to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a small mouthful of what unsmooth play is like."

"That was a small preference ? I don't want a platter wax, I don't think I could engage it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a disheveled stack, her center were swollen and snag stained trailing Black person streaks over her nerve where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"ejaculate here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a penchant, what's the"full moon three-card monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an 60 minutes 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 disgusting, you really don't like Morg do you ?"

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my office managing director, an important employee to me, I hope you can understand."

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

"God girl, what do you want."

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

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

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

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

They spent the balance of their meter at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an clyster every two days, he suggested it would be easier with a two dry quart clyster bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the amour, the smell of capitulation she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible stance except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be division of their own repertoire, period, full stop.

Their family relationship would always be close, they were after all Fatherhood and daughter but where was their intimate bonding going. Joanie wanted to endure as Rob's wife and have his tyke and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved partner. He could run his patronage from a phone and computer from their modest cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real number asset to her fathers business concern. Rob decided he'd give her a wage increase and a 10 % share of the business to continue to run their city place. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Henry Martyn Robert Burns : The best laid outline o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish proverb : Man plans, God laughs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you know what a misapplication is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

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

"Yeah, sure Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

"Rob, I understand, I know how very much you rely on her."

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

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

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

Rob walked for 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 save Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his cellular telephone phone and called the office.

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even run a short, you think ?"

"Oh Rob, I'd making 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 office, I'm afraid it may check our plans, I hope not but I'm meeting with Morgana this eve to discourse things. I'll be late getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

She had a perplexed looking on her nerve,"My regard"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might take place ?"

"aplomb your super acid and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a smile,"neediness me to warm you up for tonight ?"

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

"dad, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, bone mid-heeled pump, a white-hot blouse with a little Robert Brown laurel wreath worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the hirer give you a salary increase ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"must have."

He offered up a bottle of a ok Pinot Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her bread and butter room she was flyaway 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 the true be known, Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary had never had a date until she went to ferment with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with glasses. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did realize her valedictorian and get her a to the full ride scholarship to a finely college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a umber shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between problem, yeah, do I take the Big 8 house or the aggressive low firm that would fast tag her to a partnership. She had a masters in accounting and was moving up in the populace ; and she was smitten.

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

"So enjoin me, Morgana O'Leary, what are your reservation ; by the way, I'm Rob Masters.

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

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of track I'm serious Mr. professional, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

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

"Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the board but a belittled 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-goat and if you could do some employment with my company on the accountancy side I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so embarrassed, he had a small grinning on his face, he took her mitt and kissed the rear like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

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

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

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

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

"Only a distich of blocks."

"Could we go over there and hash out it ?"

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

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

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

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

She finished the in conclusion of her wine-coloured and asked,"concern for More Rob ?"

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

"What do you mean Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

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

She started to suffice, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to fall behind ascendance. He stood, took her deal, led her to the bathroom and dropped her lower clothing.

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

She flowed like a firing hose 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 place upright and straightened her clothing.

"Now, state me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

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

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

"Ok, let's contain the cops off the table, you think I should give the sack you then ?"

"Oh God Robbie, I think I'd go suicidal if you fired me, I don't want to ever be anywhere else but here, if I can't be here I don't want to be anywhere, please not that, it would be like Coventry from an Amazonian tribe, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the sand trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The conclusion affair in the world he wanted to do was discharge Morgana, his occupation mavin. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, Son she'd understand.

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

A dismount came into her eye,"Robbie what do with your bad girlfriend. 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 stay on to work here."

He took a few bit appearing to speculate what she'd said.

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll semen over every Saturday to collect whatever you can pay, ok."

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

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

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left mitt he picked up the small valise he'd brought while with his right wing he took Morgana's hand.

"Let's get it over with,"he said as he led her to her bedroom.

He surveyed the room, at her vanity there was a fine straightaway backed chair, ideal for the issue at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the handcuff of her long sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s sylphlike woman, her bosom were lowly and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were small and crocked as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"Step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful osseous tissue ticker with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist band of her pants and let them fall.

He told her to step out of the quagmire ; she did, she stood in tusk thigh senior high school and her beige panties.

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

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your scanty for a piece then I'll pick out them down and throw you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the thicket. Did you have your clyster ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering voice 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 persist the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a crack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, off, maybe one-tenth battered her. Her little fundament, so small, so tight, his helping hand covered both cheeks, she was in rip. Morgana O'Leary was a dear fille, she'd never been spanked in her life ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the clip she'd absorbed the tenth blow. Then, over her panties she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to meet his jot and came explosively.

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. frame on form the whirl was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from ruby to scarlet and finally streaks of bluing. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her small physical structure was easy to contain. With just his give hand on the minor of her back he held her in blank space until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five More firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right manus and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second coming

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

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

bridge player gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her knees, hand parted her small nether cheeks, force per unit area against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like blast 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 scratchy with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wrack her, he was going to be intimate her middling laborious but she'd be capable to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fecund, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendancy ?"

She snorted out a laughter,"For the go six age abstinence."

"I'm going to fuck you this evening, tomorrow get some of the morning after birth control pill and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything Thomas More. separate me what you've done future Saturday, ok ?"

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

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

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

"Not as tough and no hairbrush, why, did you like it."

"When I came, yeah. I can't believe you made me cum from a spanking, incredible."

He let her snuggle against him, in spite of the rough anal retentive sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

She whispered,"I was mad at you, that's why I did it. I guess I was just looking for some credit from you ; I suppose you could say I got acknowledged, huh."

"Morg, you know it's going to choose some time to reestablish the reliance we had. The money in and of itself is not the substantial topic although I do expect it to be repaid. You could take up 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 turn over me my spankings,"she retorted with a trivial smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six years of abstention were apparent as he slid forward. She was as rigorous as a young female child, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the course of the Night, between menses of dozing, they copulated respective Sir Thomas More prison term. He left saying,"I'll see you at the authority, I'll be there around noon."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

"That could put a real plication in our design, 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 marijuana cigarette and carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet with her each Saturday Night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to 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 concluding Saturday, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to have her amount here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to tell her to decamp them, that I want to impart 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 pick out her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requisite three hours. When we get back you'll get your indirect request ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's tight-fitting little buns being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her diminutive boob and childlike hips across her pappa's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the piteous woman would be wrecked. Two diverging thoughts struck her. In spite of her bad blood toward Morgana she felt some fellow feeling for her and, secondly, she was going to have a video recording recorder with her so she could picture it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, time dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday nights he was away. She hated that he came place with"That adult female's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their dwelling had an interesting feature. The master bedroom's with child walk-in cupboard was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the dormancy quarters and a second entryway from the toilet. She could go in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but comfortable electric chair so that she had an unobstructed lot line to the bed. Her picture tv camera was on a tri-pod and set up for action. And now time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one affair in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, days away from her initiation. Time was flying toward that fateful effect. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute full bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful strait of rough sex. In Sojourner Truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's pot was a mess, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhoea and a weak bladder, she'd peed four times before the bell rang.

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her electric chair. She waited for about ten bit, she assumed they were handling their business transactions before she heard the piss running in the neighboring bathroom. It stopped and her pa walked into the sleeping room with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY gelatin. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a fountainhead cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a petty nightlong case, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her duty, she was beaming like a high schooltime little 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 ?"

"Sweet Morgana, I want to give you a recondite cleaning. I'll give you a series of enema until the weewee runs clear. I want your rectum and colons completely evacuate, I thought we could birth a nice long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pale lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chairwoman. Then an ivory shell came over her fountainhead. Her brassiere was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her white meat were no more than a couplet of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose mammilla. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"Step out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

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

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

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely tiny Morgana was. Her fumble was auburn, not shaved but trimmed neatly. He took her paw, led her to the bed, sat and brought her across his lap.

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five lightbulb each sentence, could this tiny adult female manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

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

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

"I want to get the weewee way up in you dish, try to relax."Morgana's tummy was distended from all the pee, as Rob massaged it began to flinch as the water was forced deeper into her bowels.

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

"vociferation me if you need serve,"she heard Rob say, as the john room access shut.

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's intestine emptied. Gas, feces and moan escaped, it lasted for more than ten minutes. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

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

tercet academic session and then she was clear. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just take it sluttish for a few bit, then I'll leave you…"

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

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

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

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

"seed here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into post and bent.

He jiggled her respective meter, raising her pelvic arch, displaying her bottom. He laid his hand on her, one paw covered her completely, then, Crack.

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

Crack, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was firm enough to work bout. Morgana squirmed, trying to scat. Her peg were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as discus, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the early still restrained, she was blanket assailable. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could have her a gynecological examination. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish garden pink. The snappy ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her Daddy fingered Morgana to a crashing sexual climax. 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 underdrawers and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so intemperate that she feared that Morgana would hear.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the bathroom to freshen 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 ways it nearly took her hint away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and movie her daddy with her ; and more importantly, would she want to follow ?

show prison term, she heard his car on the driveway, the dog of the lock in the front doorway and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

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

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

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

Joanie watched as he again piece by piece 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 listen to Morgana's screams of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as heartbeat of female ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her pappa's face, no damned admiration he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to memorize what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to wriggle 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 trembling, consistency shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her tight fiddling nerve, as first one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus clear and directly squeezed more of the lubricator into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her merchant ship ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into billet. She was on her knees, her chest on the mattress, her face turned toward the Lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips high in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's pelvic arch and prat then moved up against her. His Phallus looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head word seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight lilliputian gap, she heard the words,"push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

As he always did with her, her pappa paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the sore pleasure of a adulterate and filled rectum.

There was a footling 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 15 min. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knees behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his foundation up along side Morgana so that he was in a doodly-squat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her rose hip, changing his slant of incursion so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

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

He was plowing into her hard and dissolute like a pile driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no help, he held her body in its tucked position as he pushed down on the modest of her cover forcing her hips even higher.

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

With the future awesome jab into her consistence, a sob broke from her chest, the pleading ceased and she babbled incoherently as she cried in agony.

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to watch. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the small woman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her dada poured pulse after sizzling pulsation of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to arrest her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a fond washrag then, from her little overnight cause he got a fresh pair of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her brow with the cloth then her arse before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God dad, I'm sick and scared. serve me, delight,"she said as she handed him two more of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and scanty and lay down on the bed.

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

Taking off her jersey and bra she answered,"I'm going to go lie down with Morgana. I feel so bad for her and it's my fault."

He watched her walk from the room. Maybe a slight pity learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to save up some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a little injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her chest. At a departure about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her limb, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her face. She no longer hated,"That 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 titty for about an hour before she began to go cognizant of her surroundings. The first matter 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 possess 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 womanhood, have you Morgana ?"

"Years ago, when I was in heights schoolhouse another girl and I fooled around, aught unplayful though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her bosom ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the cutest little puss imaginable ; like a little girl's. So pocket-sized, neat and pink."

"Oh blaze Joanie, everything about me is like a lilliputian girl's."

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

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

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

"look how big I am, touch me, please pertain me Morgana."

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

"Please Morgana,"Joanie begged as she cupped the vertebral column of her mind and drew her down.

The quick piffling knife was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, softer skin senses ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breathing time, probing her. Joanie could feel her flood tide building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your low gear taste of daughter cum Mo,"as her trunk trembled in orgasm.

That magic tongue went to her stream like a kitten to warm Milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

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

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your shift, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to hump 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 stomach for a day or two."

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, pop 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 share if you want."

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past several weeks he spent Saturday with you, we could ferment out twenty-four hour period and when you're having your period I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would work, don't you agree ?"

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

"I think it's a M idea but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your mistake ?"

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

"You watched ?"

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

"My God Joanie, I'm so embarrassed, 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 ingest figured it out when you knew what my pussy feel like."

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

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

"shit, he's got a huge load, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want tyke, 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 chamber then on our Nox we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what lamb Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we propose this to our harem superior ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

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

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told Daddy that if he let me determine while he did you I'd let him do me the Lapplander way and I'm scared."

"Understandably. Are you going to go through with it ?"

"I have to."

"When ?"

"If I know my greedy dad, probably tomorrow."

"Do you want me to watch 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 bucketful list tasted a slight like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a refrain of Morgana's titillating sounds she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in trunks along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brownish rice pilaf, mixed summer squash vine and a leap greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"dad could we take a glass of wine-coloured and go out by the pool, Mo and I would care to babble to you."

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

Both the girl were dying, squirming in their chairs, trying to begin the conversation in paroxysm and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's jump with you. What do you want ?"

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

"You want to acquire a slam at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a nice cushy plush trunk and since potpourri is the spicery of life, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes pa,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could rent out her house and relocation in with us.

"And what about our architectural plan Princess ?"

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

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

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

Rob had already decided, the mind of having both the bully little sports car that was Morgana and the lavish luxuriousness ride that was Joanie was raising an hard-on as he sat there, still he thought he'd own a little fun with them.

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

"dad, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's the right way Robbie."

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

The chorused,"Well, maybe."

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

"Who ever said missy fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would kip where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls wreak out the class of responsibility for the inside of the house, I'll take care of the outside region and the pocket billiards, fair enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to take full 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 have it by no later than ten in the morning."

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

looking for at Joanie, Rob noted her hangdog face and asked,"Is something the subject Princess ?"

"No dada, zippo that tomorrow won't curative, I'm sure."

"Now, one final thing, I want both of you to know that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my rear and the terror of blackmail. We won't do this character thing again and I'm going to reward the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few bit. Anything else noblewoman ?"

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

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

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

"Joanie, arrive and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to obtain a spanking. You are going to get ten knock on your shortstop followed by ten whack on your panties and then an indeterminate bit 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 heavy breast required the musical accompaniment but today was an exclusion. As her T-shirt came off her orotund nippled, heavy breast came into view. Rob took a consequence to admire them, thinking he might demand to titty fuck his girl soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"Come bend dexter over my lap,"he directed.

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

"stand up and overleap your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The yard was more measured, the diagonal firmer as ten fell on her pantied bottom.

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

"ski tow your articulatio coxae and let me get your panty off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

cleft, the explosive audio and searing sting of flesh on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in tears, two more for honest measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his index finger and center finger while pressing her anus with the pad of his quarter round. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any lupus erythematosus, but over meter he could get them to look forward to them for the pleasance they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

With his untenanted hand he smoothed her tomentum and massaged her berm. As she started to writhe on his lap he whispered,

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

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

"Can I make my panties back pa,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, seed point of view in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your boxers, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare flesh to attain the desired termination. withdraw your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flat breast with little brown nipples.

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

number one ten rapid swats to her shorts.

point of view up and subscribe to your shorts off Morgana.

Theodore Harold White cotton wool, just what he'd told her to convey in her overnight typesetter's case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a endorsement spanking, this was one pervert bottom.

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

She was still pink from her sooner spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

gap

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your diminutive petty bottom of the inning is scrumptious. Do you intend you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

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

"Why would you suppose that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

MISTAKE

It was like a schooltime girl slumber political party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude organic structure but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attack at poetry that imparted to him a gem of data. Off key she sang, ,"citrus tree and table salt or a chocolate malted milk, which does a young lady find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of fine cunt ( as if there is any former kind ). As an case Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary was citrus and common salt. No motion, this pair had become a bit more than Allies, he'd need to go on that in judgment.

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

"Monday call your doctor up by the cabin, get a good word for someone down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's bug out a menage, OK Princess ?"

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

"trade good Princess, I wanted slews of Kid, 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 hind end broad."

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

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

He was kissing her on her neck opening then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tum and laid upon her back then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a summary ball with her tit forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the small 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 uterus with babe just like this."

He gave her a pretty scratchy ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this king situation. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little roughly with her, but not this sentence, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was goose egg but a tune up for Billy Sunday, and on Billy 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 seat I promised Morg a little action tonight."

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

He fondled her diminutive bosom until her mammilla stiffened then he lowered the derriere of her step-in and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favored kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to bait your clitoris with your fingers while I play with your titty and fuck your cute little bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you signify day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount her like she's a fresh Danton True Young filly then depend on her to the reason like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh young filly, I'm an experienced mare and it was still all I could have. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've acquire 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 bear to do with this conversation ?"

"Joanie's little ditty, you know…'Citrus and salt or chocolate malt liquor,'well Morgana, you taste like citrous fruit and salinity and do you eff what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a big deal of truth in that utterance, now give me a little action mechanism, I'm prepare to cum."

The girls were up by eight the adjacent morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the mesa, it was clean, cold-blooded cereal, toast and fruit succus accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a gown and carpet slipper, evidentially deciding there was no indigence to get dressed just to discase for her enema. Although the day was cheery and cheerful, the humour 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 stop at the drug computer memory and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of fond H2O, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe schnozzle in the urine and clinch then release. The bulb will fill with H2O. Then you put the nozzle in me and force. Don't loss it, though or the ill-gotten weewee will fill the medulla. rend it out and reduplicate the process. I usually get five bulb full three prison term before I'm empty."

"Do you want to get embark on baby,"Mo asked as she took Jo's hired man and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the pee bucket and got the syringe and lube. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting slight skittish squirts, not the gushing flow of a full vesica, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the bathroom before she joined her dada on the bed and she'd keep her panties on as long as possible…there was zilch else they could do.

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

"cum on Mo, use a broadsheet gesture with enough pressing to work the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Jesus Christ that cramp hurt. select me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some sweet smelling Bath oil then after, I'll give you a fiddling massage with body lotion, brush your hair and apply some light make-up. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought white skidder, white-hot second joint high stockings, white lacy fancy panties and a whitened satin robe. Does that play your commendation ?"

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

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

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

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

She was sipping her second glass when her dada 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 wine while I grab a quick shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the bum as he passed,"Did you require good fear of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just make 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 precede her to the sleeping room, 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 can but instead of leaving he began to talk.

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

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

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

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

"I imagine you'll experience some pain, 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 examination, several orgasm, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final exam question, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her scanty back in place,"come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedroom Joanie was sure she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the press. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the pantie were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden hide was now nicely shaped and neat, not the untamed Bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

buss, sweet shared breather, tasting tongue, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, soft tummy, neatly trimmed Mon Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the taste, laving her liquidness 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 lips suction it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the coming washes through her soundbox, her reed organ clasp, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then secrete as her womanly succus erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

He slides up her torso, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the dish. His diagonal are dense and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just Day it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the loo, forgotten the TV photographic camera recording her every second, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the felicitous young woman in the earthly concern as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grin paints her face as her consistence quivers and she has a lowly orgasm.

Her pop is sitting beside her.

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

aplomb, slick, fingers probing her, and more lubricant, her pa's voice, just relax Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hair, her impudence, then,

"I'll service you get into position Princess. We'll start slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few minute to feel the mellowness then I'll starting to pump you."

"dad, I'm scared and you never did answer 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 earn 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 lean forward and put your dresser on the mattress, fold your arms and roost your straits on your munition, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder joint, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the pocket-size of her dorsum so that her hips and private parts were elevated, then spread her stage 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 pelvic girdle flexed, she heard Joanie moan as he pierced her anatomical sphincter sinew, the groan as Mo saw Rob's peter 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 bowel, so full, she'd feel so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward gesture. He continued at that pace, in that calendar method for about ten minutes.

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

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

Mo stared, she knew the game 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 rose hip, she was bearing about of his system of weights when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her bottom of the inning higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her cheeks adding another inch that he could diffuse her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, pop, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one immense sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the photographic camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, melanize trails down her cheek, the lip rouge was smeared, her coifed haircloth a scraggly passel. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous boom as pulse after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new booster anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the back talk of her pussy. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the elbow room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to take guardianship of her Morg ? Get her a duad of cotton wool pantie to try to check the hatful while I get a few of her suppositories, a span of the Panadol for nuisance and two of her sedative to avail her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash cloth and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her freighter before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the young woman alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the puddle. He'd never meant to hurt both of his female child, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana smart he'd never have been so uncut with her and, after having launched the violation on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a harsh ride. He decided not to discuss this with the female person, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could own said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

He finished his beer and peeked into the chamber. Both of them were clad in only pantie. Morgana was holding Joanie to her breast as she sucked. He left them alone.

It was later evening before they finally came out of the sleeping room, Joanie's tomentum was brushed but she was bent, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky pegleg. Morgana was helping to support 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 little rest. She wants us all to kip together."

"That's delicately with me."

"I don't acknowledge how to say this Robbie, I'm not even indisputable 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 establish to me,"her dada told her.

"I'm not trying to turn out anything but that I'm your daughter, your Little Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to find you in me, please papa ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

They finished the wine-colored and made an early eve of it.

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

And that was how they went to catch some Z's. Rob's stopcock was back in Joanie's rear end and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a trivial shaky the next break of the day but she made the call to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new affected role but the next usable appointment was six hebdomad hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for surely but possible. Just find the chain and slowly and gently deplume until the minuscule moldable device soda free.

She asked Mo to help her.

prevarication prostrate on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little staining of blood but goose egg more.

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

They changed positions.

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

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

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

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

When Joanie had missed her endorse period and began to stick out from intumesce breasts, morning sickness and constipation they ran two home maternity tests. Both came up positive.

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

It was almost like the maternity was shared three room, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a booster. They kept up their enema regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the one-eighth month but Mo's would keep on unless she, too became pregnant.

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

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a nice baby bump, even beginning to sense a niggling trend. Her breasts were filling and leaking a niggling colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute little summer maternity smock and strappy White sandals. She and Mo were sharing a crank of Edward D. White wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one petty glass of wine, what could it hurt.

Her pappa provided the resolution. He came home unexpectedly and saw her glass of vino. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

walking over to her and taking her mitt he said,"youth lady, derive with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

heterosexual to the spanking chair.

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

He had to spread his leg to accommodate Bump, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

Ten fast and business firm on the seat of her cunning footling smock then he raised the dame and delivered ten more on her maternity panties and then they were down around her knees.

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

"One."

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

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

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, come here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

shot

"One."

She held out a long time. The bust didn't menstruum until she'd absorbed xvii thwacks.

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

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

Joanie started to sit at her usual blank space but Rob directed her to the electric chair directly across the mesa from him.

Once she was in office he bent Morgana over the table.

"cargo hold hands young lady,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zip fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat of her pantie, then the chill of the lubricating substance being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"pushing Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

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

"My hammer'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 gracious tight footling bottom. I like to have it away it Morg ; do you like me to fuck you Morg ?"

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

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

Rob fucked her for about 30 minute of arc. Her little ass was sore by the metre he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

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

Morgana was surprised by her answer but, maybe it was because she felt like a chasten little fille. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"trade good. I want you to know how a good deal I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing first one and then the other.

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

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

They looked at each early. They'd played their girly games when papa was away, and since there were two female child and one guy it would certainly lead to some daughter on girl natural process. They smiled at each early and answered,"Yes."

Both of the young woman were a little antsy through the rest of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you call up you can get on your knees and tilt forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"Perfect, now root for your knees up a little and fan out your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

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

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

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

"Lean forward and slip your arms under her legs and compass her hips."

In this berth Joanie's grimace was only column inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to get in you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be unsmooth with you but I am going to bang you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his deal on the backbone of her chief pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"pushing Princess."

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

As always he paused so she could feel 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 posterior. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could find contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

3 voices, raised, expressing dramatic pleasure, they ended in a jumble mass of stage, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the vociferation he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfective tense piddling pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the solvent for that.

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

She sat facing away, the cum from her posterior dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastic orgasms. Joanie fell to the English exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her intemperate and fast, she'd had two screaming culmination before he gushed into her Nice tight cunt.

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

Not so Morgana. He felt her hired man on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many multiplication as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to deny a ok woman her sustenance."

It was a kickshaw he cursed himself for missing all these old age, her natural language was like a ophidian, wrapping around, treating him like he was her dearie sapidity of sucker, and then she want down, up and down, he could finger that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a real trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a ghost at the border of her mouth. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

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

They lay together quietly for a patch before Joanie finally said,"That was wild, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

Remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one More ? Your cute little butt is calling my name."

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

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suck my breasts while he fucks you, delight Mo."

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

Joanie's delivery went off without a stay. They now had a cute squalling packet of baby daughter in the home. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in Truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven nursing home when the babe, Victoria Morgana was two calendar month old. Mo had to go out on an assignment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of youth, Joanie just had to have a coke and there was none in the menage. The sister rear end was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no tike seat available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's butt and trucked on down to the neighborhood convenience computer storage, got a twelve plurality and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

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

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you ingest 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 uncaring thing I can imagine. There is no understanding on God's green earth that getting a C a genus Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, consecrate it a breach, 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 final straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedchamber, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the spanking electric chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her pantie down to her stifle and whaled on her back side with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with tear stained middle and a bigheaded olfactory organ. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reason, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

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

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to distinguish me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Coke ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really piss her off. Want to evidence me the repose of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car seat is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car fanny, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front man seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a easy potable that you took our girl and put her frantic on the passenger tush of the car and drove chisel to the contraption stock ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond dullard 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 total over to him.

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

Now, I want you to digest in the niche and recall about what you've done. hail out into the living room when you're make to be Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine and, instead of the keep elbow 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 mitt are small and I can't hit too hard."

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

It's odd how aliveness can film some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age deviation I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my early daughter, Joanie filling the roll as female parent. It's working well for all of us .