Fri evening, the first week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Creator's Mark, rocks with just a splashing of weewee while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but 2d in her class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense superbia in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen old age ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My infant daughter was nursing at her mother's breast, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my married woman, suffered a fateful brain aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the sole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did have help. My mother came to stay with me for three priceless month. She took charge of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and alteration child and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of nap. Mom would have liked to remain longer but my Father-God's health had taken a tour for the worst and she was desperately needed at household ; when she left I hired a nanny.

wellspring, nanny might he understating her duties and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my life. First she helped with child care then her duty evolved. My business is brokerage, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo functions as my part handler now. She's just a couple of years older than I, a little on the slender side ( show skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears shabu that are uncomplimentary and eschew make-up ; in other words she makes no effort to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that first of all Night and after she'd been with me for several years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to cue myself that she was a brute between the sheets and blessed with the stringent pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to fulfil. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an acute dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the workweek and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our family relationship, my sex life went to hell in a deal field goal but I had a more content girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to tease me and philander unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me palpate her rapidly developing boob against my breast ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wriggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied bottom 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 little vacation cottage in the mess situated on the adorable tarn this face of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely marvellous workweek in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are woodwind instrument for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a pocket-sized powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the groove and creeks.

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

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a balefire for a"kickoff of Summer"company, roast some wienerwurst, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my best admirer since level school, I'd been his in force 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 agenda and he was on duty.

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

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

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talking there, not on the speech sound, OK ?"

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

At long dozen, the summer between middle school and gamy school I'd caught her and her girlfriend drunkenness my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pool house. Then last yr, at the beginning of her next-to-last year there was the episode involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

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

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could give been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the compactness of the other attending officers was directed toward the two cat. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a roll in the hay trader, cannabis and crack cocain. He had a tail light out and the patrol policeman recognized him, he pulled him over More to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his principal squeeze Jamitious Curry were up movement but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting military officer there was a juncture smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the hunt of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand Worth of crack in Curry's bag. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two rocks wrapped in tin transparency. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the hombre stuck their shit in the young lady'purse but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Dino Paul Crocetti's gon na paseo and you're gon na get Joanie the roll in the hay away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good girl but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

"Oh yeah, I understand, thanks Harry, I'll great deal 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 weeks every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a calendar month this fourth dimension ; leave tomorrow dayspring, maybe have a picayune detox session and let her expend most of her detoxification on her potbelly ‘ suit she won't be able-bodied to sit."

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

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

In my room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd penury at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with point I would or might call for. From eighteen years experience there were certain things that Joanie might require. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Phenaphen that she still got like she did when she was a little lady friend, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to render a sleep aid and helper with detachment, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled egg, bacon, haschisch browns, totally wheat toast, orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of bacon around her plate and took various mouthful of the nut before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"dad, 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 redundant PJ's and scanty, you'll need them."

Big as discus, her center,"What Daddy ?"

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

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

The cabin had a sleeping accommodation and toilet on the ground storey and a quiescence loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the attic unpacking, I suggested that she have a bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a frying pan, fried some Solanum tuberosum with Allium cepa and pepper then sautéed two pole filets while spinach plant 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 Jehovah'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 girl it these stories is the most beautiful girlfriend in the world ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful girl in the world ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a rhythm 130. She has rather full phase of the moon white meat, a poofie potbelly and a underside made up of Twin heavy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those Mary Jane dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the attic. As a joke I'd bought her pajama for her 17th birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the wintertime. I got her some that were one art object, had footies and a drop cloth posterior ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a panty line. She'd put as a good deal cloth as potential over her very vulnerable posterior ; smart girl, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather placid occasion. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apologies 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 java. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine-coloured, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"pappa, you can't, I'm eighteen, an adult, 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 butt, do you think that would facilitate you ?"

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

I took her to the bath 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 little paper container.

"Daddy, please, this is so embarrassing, don't watch me."

"Just pee,"I want to roll in the hay if you're using drugs.

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

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

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

The psychometric test showed the presence of the ganja but, thank God, nothing else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a chair in the centre of the room, straight backed, no weapons system, uncomfortable for very much besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each boldness, on her pyjama, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. panty were plain

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

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

"viewpoint up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pyjama were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single piece of music. First her swollen chest then her puffy tummy, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep open her step-in on because I thought it was more chagrin to her to have me claim them off, role of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the floor at her feet as I began.

I started at the junction between her bottom and her thigh then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her fanny then back down.

Crack, crack, crack, the resounding music of flesh meeting physical body. After about thirty whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, center flooding, pry leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so drab, I'll never do anything like that again."

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

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

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

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

"pop, can I log Z's here tonight, I don't want to make to mount up to the loft ?"

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

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

I got one of the sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedchamber I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's prat was a kaleidoscope of colour ; multiple shades of red, violet, purple with just a touch modality of blue, darn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether nerve. She was garden pink, a sloshed closed chain, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index finger. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

I was dressed in my sleepwear, baggy gym underdrawers and a tee shirt. I crawled under the canvas with her.

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

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

How can she remember, I thought. The last sentence I'd done it was just prior to her fifth natal day, over thirteen years ago.

"I'm sorry 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 grinning if I traced my finger's breadth along her Venus fissure, her scratch back then it was nil more than a pink valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

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

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

I let her, I didn't endeavor to stop her nor did I get out away. My middle finger found her groove. I'd used my index finger when she was Thomas Young but my midway finger was longer, better able to slip along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a nipper with just a small immature snatch. Her outer labia were swollen, her privileged labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my pinnace ministrations then snuggled against me. Soft docile stertor, the depressant had taken result, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't damage anyone, fustian, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was untimely, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical ground before the accessibility of parturition control ; but no longer.

The birdie and the bees talking, mother to daughter, sire to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more signified, mother to son, a charwoman who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a good and considerate buff ? And a sire to his daughter, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teenager across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

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

I took my hand back, her slickness on my finger. I brought it to my back talk ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smiling on my face.

I awoke to the olfactory perception of burnt umber percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her headland into the sleeping room,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

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

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

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

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

"touch modality me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My lilliputian Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my thenar on her sorely abused bottom.

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

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

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

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

What could I say, Marcie, my start wife was a cute Irish Gaelic lass, short, a picayune pudgy and piano with strawberry mark blonde hair, entire breasts and a plump posterior ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump can. My creative thinker wandered and I began to get an erection memory. flannel as clog pick, how I'd loved to allow for a pinko hired 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 unadulterated posterior, I know, my hired hand fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you think you deserve another ?"

"Probably, I probably do but you really don't need to, I swear I'll never do anything like that again. I was so scared in that car I'm glad the police force 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 political party. We ran out of beer, one of the guys was twenty-one, he could buy more and I had a footling money, I was going to give him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

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

"Way, way over my psyche. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a couple of articulation then the guy in the rachis prat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some overbold young white pussy. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my titty. Then he said to the former guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ snake pit yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big bootleg dicks tear up that bitch's tweed ass.'He was trying to pull my gasp off when we got pull out over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that lady friend was going to ascertain. Daddy, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed bad, more degrading that another girl was going to get her boot watching it happen, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a virgin forever or anything like that but I want to choose when and with whom I am, to use an old terminus, deflowered."

I knew she was a Virgo, my probing digit the dark before had explored her vagina. She was pissed and I'd felt her Hymen but for now I thought it substantially if we change the subject.

"Let's fetch up breakfast and go for a walk 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 hired hand as she climbed the ladder to the loft.

half way up she turned her read/write head, our eyes met and she gave me a piddling 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 show,"Go on, get dressed,"is all I said.

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

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a horrendous experience for her but, once she was rescued by the law and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogative and arrest her concern had been transferred to another helping of her build. He'd saved her virginal snatch but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. splendid assessment of her dilemma, as cobbler's last night had proven.

"God, I was so dazed, so curse stupid ; pappa, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're Lester Willis Young. Unfortunately, Loretta Young people make stupid error but that's a big part of learnedness, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever encounter again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the Wood. We spotted a trajectory of duck's egg coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a piffling belatedly for their northward migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shoring where we found a maculation of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her chief on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid phallus out the leg of my shortstop then she'd taken it into her back talk. It was like a carnal dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should throw stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the impression she was giving me were sensory. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty green eyes and smiled then began inscrutable throating my cock.

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

I expected her to get off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her back talk she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My picayune Princess might be a Virgo but it was evident that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her punishment because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her evident preceding participation with fellatio made me wonder just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a indulgent swat on her bottomland, saying,"ejaculate on, let's get back to the cabin. It's clip for your drug test."

"Oh papa, 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 lavatory and get prepare while I got her cup and test strip.

She was seated waiting with her shortstop and panties around her ankle joint. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her clothing I tested her urine. Still registering cannabis but not as high school as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the hips, I unzipped her shorts and let them diminish to her feet.

"Princess, I'm gon na spank every day that you continue to show confirming for ganja. Not like yesterday but still you'll spirit it,"as I lowered her over my lap.

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

"testament you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

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

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

"dad how come you broke up with Morgana and don't day of the month anymore ?"

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

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

"fountainhead, you did have your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

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

"My sleeping accommodation's adjacent to yours, I could hear through the bulwark and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nights and moan and groans on Saturday, the Nox he parted her tight little stern. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

"Oh dada, this is so embarrassing, please don't make me say."

Rob kept hush as Joanie squirmed adjacent to him, he gave her a little hug.

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porno whiz sizing. He was a niggling over 7 ½ column inch and a bit chubby.

Now would let been the apotheosis time to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been years since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the alteration in him, she could find his erection climbing against her.

Joanie caught her breathing time,"Daddy, will it anguish ?"She asked.

"Probably a piddling,"he replied."Do you desire to find out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"Touch me Daddy, please tinge me."

Her breasts were milky white capped with small 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 other Joanie her first sexual climax not brought by her own hand. His hired man cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her voiced tummy.

As his probing tongue parted her rim 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 rose hip up to fit him she wailed in exotic delight. Her juices flowed as her Daddy drank from her odorous fountain. She was sopping, she was set up as he moved over her.

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

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her tender virginal membrane rip, 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 worst is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

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

As he continued Joanie began to unwind and swallow the intrusion of her Brigham Young body. Her ramification wrapped around his hip joint as she thrust back to meet his strokes. Sounds emanated from rich in her throat as she cooed.

"Fuck me papa, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me goodness, sleep together me good."

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

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

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

"goodness. I do want to take your baby but not yet. I want us to throw 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 member 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 moon bosom, her poofie fiddling tummy, her reddish gold sleek pelt and, well-nigh of all her alluring face smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into Town. We had tiffin, picked up a few more grocery store and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several architectural plan B lozenge and some scented lubricant. The pills for immediate use, of grade but the lubricator was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my cleaning woman more was in store as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a predilection for anal retentive sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

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

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

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the next day. The doc let her make love that she would be doing a complete physical before she could inclose an IUD.

Joanie had never had a female person strong-arm and asked me what she could expect.

I told her that she'd lack to bathe before we left and that she should wear clothing that was comfortable to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the test. nigh would be routine, checking her heart heartbeat, spike, nose, throat and eyes then it would become more invasive with a vaginal test, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might stupefy her finger's breadth up my rear, ungh."

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

Joanie was as uneasy as a yearn give chase cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the doctor's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the way while she was being examined.

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

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

Two fingers into her vagina then trembling of her ovaries, interpolation of a speculum and a pap smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one digit in her vagina the second in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

As the doc withdrew her finger and shed her mitt she gave Joanie a smile.

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

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

Gently the physician rubbed her tum saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be lenify, I won't trauma you, I promise."

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

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

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

Completing the examination the doctor handed her several tissue paper, saying,"Maybe you'd like to maltreat into the can and make clean up while I get your new IUD."

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointment for two weeks hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just contain an over the tabulator hurting reliever ; Tylenol, Advil or such and catch one's breath a bit.

On the drive place 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 examination was.

"I mean Daddy, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and cervix from the gage side of meat, ick."

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

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

We'd left early for Joanie's medico's fitting so we'd skipped her morning subprogram. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually participating she should be off the hook shot for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bath and tested. Very low grade 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.

"pa, I'm getting the muscle spasm like the Dr. said,"she whimpered.

"Do you need some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lubricating substance in you, I'm going to have to save my finger in you ‘ til your muscleman grip them and put to work them up in you, ok ?"

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

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

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

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a piddling sportfishing. Didn't catch anything but that was ok, it was nice to just slacken and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to have my babe and exist as my wife. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could receive several baby if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so sassy but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final test but that might be unmanageable. She'd reacted badly to the Doctor of the Church's penetration and my dick was one hellava lot bigger than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling better Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to wake up, the cramps are gone,"she said as she got a deglutition of water.

"Can we make for 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 clip, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a duo of faint slippers she was nude under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her knocker and verbalised,"Daddy's dessert,"as I took one then the other between my lips.

God how I loved the sense of taste and the fragrance of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my clapper into her vagina. I took her clitoris between my lips, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a shakiness, explosive climax then a second and tierce. As I brought her off for the Forth River prison term she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a terrible joy. She was too sensitive 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 irregular. Her darling position.

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

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

"That was fun pa,"she told me.

I let her rest and recover 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 office I admired her sex. Still a schoolgirlish coral pink,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the everlasting kitty-cat, bedamn this feels so honorable. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to take a breath harder, more rapidly.

"You're in further daddy, God you're stretching me. It hurts a footling but it's a Nice hurt."

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

Her rule auditory sensation had changed. She was panting like a small bitch being ridden by a big German language shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the fucking of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her baste consistency, caressing her sides and bottom, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God pa, I thought you were going to fuck me to death, you felt so big in me. My poor petty pussy's so sore but at least I know what Morgana got."

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

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

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

"What do you imply, ‘ ending,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a single finger along her quip he saw the realization and fear photoflash 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 daddy, God it would be so stinky and messy. How could Morgana do it ?"

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

"Prepare how ?"

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

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

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

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

They dropped the issue and over the next two weeks nothing more was said. Their sex life was frequent and active, exploring respective side. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from behind. She liked the flavour of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her severely. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to loose. He spent a lot of time on her flabby bottom of the inning, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first meter he used his tongue on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to jump up but he held her pile 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 clock time he slid up on her spine and ran his cock along her cleft, touching her she was so frightened she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to recruit you. Slowly he ran his tool up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two week had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The reexamination designation found no trouble. Joanie was ok for a class unless something unseemly happened.

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

Joanie's pee was readable, 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 ignite supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a slow tender missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a bingle poached egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

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

The salad stopping point 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.

"pa,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her piddle dripping down her peg 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 finish, ok."

She could see into the bedroom from the bath. She heard weewee running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a wide-cut five gallon bucketful beside the bed. Her horrendous eyes tracked him as he got the red bulb enema syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hand 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 little piece,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

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

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him go around her impudence and tuck the syringe.

After five medulla oblongata she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdomen 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 body of water do its work."

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

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

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

He'd gotten a clean gown and panties 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.

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

"We want to wait three hours after your enema,"glancing at his lookout man he added,"It's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery spokesperson answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her hips and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his phallus along her offer several times then guided it to her opening.

"push button Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his hammer split her sphincter and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the smut 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 loosen. Christ, I love your rear. You're so tight, like a velvet baseball mitt 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 tissues were tender and, as a Virgo the Virgin she was being stretched to lodge his girth. That's why he wanted her several times this outset day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

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

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

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

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no spirit in the world like a young girl's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grip of her sphincter muscle musculus squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to winnow out him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the same. She'd be lax each future metre. That wasn't all bad, she would be instruct how to bend those muscles to squeeze and fuck off him and he could play a small rougher.

"Tighten up, shove 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 after streaming heartbeat spewed into her, he thought he'd never break 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 cream pie.

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

"I love you, you know. Am I your fair sex now ?"

He kissed her eyes and then her lips,"Yes you're my cleaning woman for now and for ever."

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

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

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

"I'm glad you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the commode for a little while then put a couple of pantie on and come in lie down with me. I'm going to be draining out of you for a while and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her breadbasket, her headspring on his dresser and asked,"You said I was the best, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're wondrous. Far and away the better I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"Other miss ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small petty buttocks, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump behind, 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 Sir Thomas More. I'm your girl 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 mean about it."

They'd been resting for about an hr when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

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

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her pelvis he said,"We're going to try a different position this time."He rolled her onto her dorsum with her hips on the pillow so that her tail end was elevated.

"I want to be able-bodied to see your reasonably brass,"he told her as he added a little lubricant, she was still pretty sleek down from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her pegleg and asked her to tear 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.

"feeling the fullness again Princess ?"

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

"I know you're probably feeling some painfulness. I'm stretch you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be able-bodied to subscribe to me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

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

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of knocker, with her soft ashen tummy and golden 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 attention to her bottom.

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

"Daddddddddy, what form of a query is that. God, even in this stance you can hinder me."

Rob took her mitt and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will feel in effect, especially when I'm pumping you."

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

After respective throw Joanie was rubbing herself in beat with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her sounds changed from exclusively groan to throaty moan interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her eyes and a minuscule smiling played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

Joanie's body trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own juice were flooding out in one of the strongest sexual climax 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 poor bottom's sore but my little kitty's sure happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with Saratoga chip and cole slaw Joanie said,"That position was kind of neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your favorite positioning ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favorite is fille under on her knee joint, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her look my force, all of my length and girth, giving her a rough ride."

"God, you make it auditory sensation 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 set for that. I like to play hard, I'd harm 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 time lag wasn't long. He took her paw and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her slippers, he helped her out of her gown and rolled her step-in off.

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

Her picayune ring 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 legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the wax impression in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to flex her.

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

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

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

He continued to hold her lower tum, then taking her paw and guiding it to her stomach low, just above her pubic osseous tissue he said,"Feel."

She was startled, it was as if something alive was in her belly, she could palpate it and, when she looked down she could even see movement.

"That's me in you Princess."

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

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

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his rachis when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pink cunt 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 tongue and flicked it along her slit.

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

She couldn't sustain her assiduousness on observation, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his heading and pounded her pussy against his back talk until she came with a Rush and gush of tasty, tangy knockout flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh pa, that was awe-inspiring. I want a mirror every time."

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

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the capitulum 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 hand ?"

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

"Could you see ?"

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

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

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

"Oh God Princess, skimpy forward just a minuscule, I want to see me in you, let me admire your fantastic ass. sit me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her hips and let her rock and pump on him, reveling in the speech sound she was making ; still some moans but mostly noises of joy over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his paw around and let her rag his digit to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't worry, I will. Let's see how we can get into stance where you an sentry 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 see your smile."

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

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

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

"energy Princess."

She was still quite tight but it was getting loose each time.

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

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

"tactile property full Princess ?"

"Yes, so broad, so full."

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

Once her hand was in topographic point he scooted higher on her back so his incursion was more toward her nominal head ; he started to pump her.

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

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her crack wider, going deeper than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her bass, hard and fast for various min. He moans had turn to plaint, her bastard to a bawling cry as her crying flowed.

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

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

Better, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as cryptic. He stayed in her until his formal were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his munition, instead she curled into the foetal position with her back to him.

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

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

"That was a small taste ? I don't want a phonograph recording to the full, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a disheveled muddle, her oculus were swollen and tear stained trailing black streak over her nerve where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a predilection, what's the"Full Monte ?"

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

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

"That's pretty wicked, you really don't like Morg do you ?"

"Not much."

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

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

"God girl, what do you want."

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

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

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

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

They spent the balance of their prison term at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two Clarence Day, he suggested it would be well-fixed with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the amour, the touch sensation of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. verity be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible spatial relation except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be region of their own repertory, full point, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all father and girl but where was their versed soldering going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and let his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved partner. He could run his byplay from a phone and computing device from their pocket-sized cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront rest home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a actual asset to her beginner business. Rob decided he'd give her a salary increase and a 10 % share of the business to continue to run their city agency. He planned to put everything in apparent motion as soon as they got back.

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

Jewish saw : Man plan, God laughs.

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

"Rob, I think there is a problem. It's not something I want to get into over the telephone but I'd like to fulfill with you face to face at your earliest comfort station, when are you planning to turn back ?"

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

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

"If you think that's skilful, certainly, 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 deli 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 word no businessman ever wants to check. It's synonymous with embezzlement and that's what has occurred in your office."

"Sol, what the Scheol do you stand for, it's only Morgana and me…Sol, what are you saying ?"

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in readying for tax clock time, 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 documentation evidencing the indisputable fact that, through hindrance to herself Morgana had stolen $ 2000.

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

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

"The police are, of line an pick or you could stop her. Why not talk to her first base, find out what happened, why she did it then resolve 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 thinking, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plans. Finally, he came to a end. 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 cell phone and called the office.

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even play a little, you think ?"

"Oh Rob, I'd love to but what about Joanie ?"

"She's matured, what can I say."

There was a smile in her phonation as she said,"I'll be ready for anything."

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

"Princess, something's happened at the position, I'm afraid it may stay our plans, I hope not but I'm get together with Morgana this even to discuss affair. I'll be late getting household, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"daddy, you're going to feature sex with"That adult female,"aren't you ?"

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

She had a dumbfound look on her face,"My wish"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might materialize ?"

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"pop, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, off-white mid-heeled heart, a white blouse with a little John Brown ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the boss give you a acclivity ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"mustiness have."

He offered up a feeding bottle of a fine Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her animation room she was spooky and girlish in a way a 43 year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the alone man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Timothy Leary had never had a escort until she went to mold 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 make her valedictorian and get her a full ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero sociable skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job consultation, they'd met in a coffee bean shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could portion her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I bring the Big eighter business firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast go after her to a partnership. She had a schoolmaster in account statement and was moving up in the existence ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Tim Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you consider me for your nanny perspective, I've never been a nanny-goat but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her tummy peal and her bladder about to break open as she waited for his reply.

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a little smile,"So you're a Masters, too. Mine's from Columbia, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're grave, right ?"

"Of course I'm unplayful Mr. passkey, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

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

"Anderson has an go of $ 212,000 on the mesa but a smaller firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny and if you could do some oeuvre with my company on the accounting position I could number 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 Virgo the Virgin, one terrible experience in high school but never an climax, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a little grin on his face, he took her hand and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

She wasn't wearing any, she knew, like a cat in rut 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 goosy and she wasn't a foolish cleaning woman, at least she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a span of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her have it off what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the aroma of your scent. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies elbow room, take off your panty and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a right Washington apple but when they walked out her pantie were his souvenir. Before the even was over she'd learned just how often she loved sex. The next day her skinny lilliputian body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the even by sodomizing her, she was in dear. She started work for him the side by side Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the Curb, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine-colored and asked,"Care for Thomas More Rob ?"

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

"What do you mean Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

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

She started to answer, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her oculus teared.

He knew she was about to lose control. He stood, took her paw, led her to the bathroom and dropped her lower clothing.

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

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

He took a pad of pot tissue, wiped her, helped her to digest and straightened her clothing.

"Now, tell me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

"Morg, you've been my right on script for a lot of class, I can't remember anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we bring in the constabulary ? 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, delight not that, anything but that."

"Ok, let's convey the cops off the board, you think I should enkindle you then ?"

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

And the lying in wait was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The cobbler's last thing in the world he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key Book, Word of God she'd understand.

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

A light came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad young lady. What do you do when Joanie is a bad girlfriend ?"

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

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

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

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll seminal fluid over every Saturday to pick up 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 dark until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you agree to that ?"

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

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

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

He surveyed the elbow room, at her toilet table there was a fine straight backed chair, ideal for the matter at paw. 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 manacle of her long sleeved blouse then down the nominal head before taking it over her berm and down. Morgana was s slender fair sex, her boob were small and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipple were small and stiff as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"tone out of your horseshoe,"he ordered.

Beautiful ivory pump with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waistline band of her drawers and let them fall.

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

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

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your pantie for a piece then I'll choose them down and founder you some more, finally you'll get ten of my comfortably with the brushing. Did you have your enema ?"

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 stay the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hired hand fell with a crack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, tertiary, off, maybe one-tenth battered her. Her little buttocks, so lowly, so tight, his bridge player covered both boldness, she was in tears. Morgana O'Tim Leary was a good miss, she'd never been spanked in her life sentence ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the meter she'd absorbed the tenth blow. Then, over her step-in she felt his fingerbreadth on her, she thrust back to see his touch sensation and came explosively.

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

prison term for some more, he said, as he began to spank. anatomy on flesh the fissure was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from ruby to scarlet and finally stripe of blueing. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her pocket-sized body was well-fixed to contain. With just his left hand on the small of her back he held her in place until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right hand and his ovolo massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second sexual climax

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

Her tight minuscule ass was a kaleidoscope of colors, he admired his study. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such pain, she felt like she was on the bound of awareness 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.

hands gripped her narrow rose hip lifting her to her knees, hands parted her humble nether cheeks, pressure against her anus and Word of God she hadn't heard in six years.

"push button Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fire but, yes, she did like it, six age and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wreck her, he was going to eff her pretty hard but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for nativity control ?"

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

"I'm going to bang you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after pill and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. Tell me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

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

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

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

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

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

He let her nest against him, in spitefulness of the rough anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

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

"Morg, you know it's going to take some meter to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real egress although I do have a bun in the oven it to be repaid. You could adopt the additional $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

"I know Robbie but that way I wouldn't really feel that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't apply me my spankings,"she retorted with a little smile.

Gently he rolled her to her rear and entered her. Her six age of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as mean as a vernal girl, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the track of the night, between flow of dozing, they copulated several to a greater extent times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the place, I'll be there around noon."

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

Then, with her nose vellication like a bunny rabbit cony, 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 retrograde it now, ok."

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

"Settle down Joanie, those greenness eyes of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have coffee and I'll separate you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

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

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

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

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

"The final examination Saturday, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to have her come up here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in cookery. That day I'm going to tell her to pass over them, that I want to give her a complete airstream out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can view if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to tiffin, we'll be gone the requisite three hours. When we get back you'll get your wishing ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny little fundament being filled with body of water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her diminutive boob and childlike pelvic arch across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the short woman would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In spite of her animus toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, sec, she was going to have a picture fipple flute with her so she could motion picture it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, time dragged.

She missed her papa on the Sat nights he was away. She hated that he came home with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage item. Their home had an interesting feature. The master bedroom's large waltz water closet was actually a walk-through, with entry from both the sleeping quarters and a second entryway from the privy. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a little but comfortable chair so that she had an unobstructed sight line to the bed. Her television camera was on a tri-pod and ready for natural process. And now time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one matter in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her papa that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, sidereal day away from her initiation. clip was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute full moon buttocks being penetrated, her making the sorrowful auditory sensation of unsmooth sex. In accuracy, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tummy was a stack, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of looseness and a weak bladder, she'd peed four times before the doorbell rang.

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten second, she assumed they were handling their business organization transaction before she heard the water supply running in the adjacent lav. It stopped and her dada walked into the sleeping room with his five gallon bucketful. He sat it beside the bed then got the red incandescent lamp syringe and KY jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little overnight typeface, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a gamy school girl on her first date with the football game star.

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

"confection Morgana, I want to founder you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a serial of enema until the pee runs authorise. I want your rectum and Colon completely empty, I thought we could have a overnice long sitting this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pants suit was pale lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chair. Then an ivory shell came over her foreland. Her bra was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her titty were no to a greater extent than a pair of fried ballock capped with eraser sized rose pap. Rob bent-grass and kissed each one.

"whole step out of your brake shoe Morg,"he asked

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

Her scanty were the Same wan lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size of it one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a unmarried nerve of her plump tail end. Rob rolled them off.

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

"I'm going to use a lilliputian lubricating substance,"he said as he spread her cheeks. As his fingerbreadth slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her clyster Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each time, could this diminutive cleaning lady 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 knead her abdomen.

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

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

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

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's bowels emptied. Gas, feces and moans 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 incline on,"she heard after the flush.

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

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

"Just take it easy for a few proceedings, then I'll give you…"

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

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

"defrayment and a spanking, that was our agreement. This is your in conclusion spanking, you ready ?"

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

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into positioning and bent.

He jiggled her respective times, raising her hips, displaying her derriere. He laid his hand on her, one paw covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the link. He held her down in the mouth and continued.

chap, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly poisonous spanking but it was firm enough to bring binge. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her stage were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to debar the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide open. Her genital organ, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological test. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a abruptly snatch completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spank ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the front line of her drawers and her scanty were soaked. She was breathing so hard 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 field for lunch Joanie changed her panties and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some style it nearly took her breath away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and pic her dad with her ; and more importantly, would she require to follow ?

Show meter, she heard his car on the driveway, the chink of the ignition lock in the front door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for luncheon Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner party last night and breakfast this morning, just for you."

"well peach, 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 pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his mouth. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's belly laugh of Adam as he brought her to multiple sexual climax. God, even from her remote advantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulse of distaff seed erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no damned wonderment he came home smelling like"That womanhood's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to writhe 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 shakiness, consistency shaking coming, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hired hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the thermionic valve of lubricant he asked,"Ready for the close ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her soused trivial impudence, as first gear one finger's breadth then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed to a greater extent of the lubricating substance into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into military position. She was on her knees, her breast on the mattress, her case turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips high gear in the air, her behind displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's articulatio coxae and bottom then moved up against her. His member looked huge, heavy than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the headspring seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight slight first step, she heard the wrangle,"thrust Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie lookout man while, to a symphony of Morgana's groan, in after inch slid into her., his pubic whisker was pressed against her behind, he was in.

As he always did with her, her Daddy paused once he was completely in, allowing her to feel the painful pleasure of a stretched and filled rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen mo. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his articulatio genus behind her when he seemed to pitch. He drew his feet up along slope Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her articulatio coxae, changing his angle of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a earsplitting stab.

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

He was plowing into her surd and dissipated like a down number one wood. Morgana tried to degenerate to the mattress, to escape but to no service, he held her body in its tucked perspective as he pushed down on the small-scale of her dorsum 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 next awesome jab into her trunk, 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 grim to follow. Still it continued, the ferocious rape on the small woman. Finally, with a boom, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling heart rate of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to bonk her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm washrag then, from her footling nightlong case he got a impertinent dyad of cotton wool panty 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 pantie on her, picked her up and carried her to the invitee way bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A unharmed lot more, God pop, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the tranquillising suppositories, lowered her underdrawers and step-in and lay down on the bed.

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

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

He watched her walk from the room. Maybe a picayune compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire to make unnecessary some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a lilliputian spite kitty. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her knocker. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her arms, drew her close, smoothed her fuzz and kissed her brass. She no longer hated,"That adult female,"it was more like she was an friend. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the Saame condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's knocker for about an time of day before she began to turn cognizant of her surroundings. The first thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump tit in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could have 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 adult female, have you Morgana ?"

"Years ago, when I was in high-pitched school another missy and I fooled around, aught serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her knocker ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the trimmed little slit imaginable ; like a little daughter's. So small, great and pink."

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

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

Morgana didn't solvent but Joanie spread her peg,"Open me Morgana."

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

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

As her fingerbreadth began to rub and probe Joanie's breathing changed.

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

Suddenly Morgana's rousing was evident, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry small clapper was like cypher Joanie had ever felt, it sought out plaza her pop had never found, a gentler, easygoing touch ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her strong breath, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your first base taste sensation of girl cum Mo,"as her consistency trembled in orgasm.

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

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

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

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

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

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

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

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

"I think it's a grand idea but you still haven't answered my doubt ; why was today your fracture ?"

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

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should throw figured it out when you knew what my purulent face like."

"Why don't we trade place, I'd like a unaired look."

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

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

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

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

"Mo, I want tiddler, his kids. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could experience here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV appearance. We'd each have our bedroom then on our Night we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what lamb Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we suggest this to our harem headmaster ?"

"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 thing to accomplish,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

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

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you require me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The offset particular on Joanie's pail list tasted a little like salty citrous fruit, when she'd finished to a refrain of Morgana's titillating sound she retrieved Mo's all-night kit and they both dressed in short circuit along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown rice pilaf, interracial summer squash and a bound greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"dada could we receive a ice of wine-colored and go out by the syndicate, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

Both the girls were anxious, squirming in their professorship, trying to get down the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's scratch line with you. What do you want ?"

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

"You want to aim a dig at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a dainty piano plush eubstance and since variety is the spicery of life, we just thought you might like a survival at your beck and call."

"My beck and yell is it."

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

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

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

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

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

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the nifty little mutation car that was Morgana and the plush luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd deliver a trivial fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorus,"wellspring, maybe."

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

"Who ever said girls fight fair, dada ?"

"Who would kip where ?"

"Mo and I would each receive our own elbow room. You could opt who was to derive to your bed each night except when we're having our geological period then the other would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls work out the air division of duty for the interior of the sign of the zodiac, I'll take care of the exterior arena and the pocket billiards, bazaar enough ?"

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

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's side fell and Mo could read the care in her middle, she knew that Jo's prognosis had been right, her rough ride would be the future day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Joanie, fare and resist in forepart of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to pick up a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whang on your scanty and then an indeterminate figure on your bare buttocks. 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 bandeau, her heavy bosom required the keep but today was an exclusion. As her jersey came off her large nippled, weighty breasts came into panorama. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might postulate to titty fuck his girl soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"Come bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and drop your shortstop Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more measured, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied ass.

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 bottom until she was raising her hip to cope with his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genitals until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"Lift your pelvic arch and let me get your pantie off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

Crack, the explosive phone and searing pang of flesh on flesh.

"One."

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"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his indicant and midway finger's breadth while pressing her anus with the pad of his ovolo. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over time he could get them to face forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

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

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

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

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

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

"Morgana, come stand in movement of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your drawers, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare human body to attain the desired effect. Take your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's two-dimensional bureau with piffling brown nipples.

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

kickoff ten speedy swats to her shorts.

Stand up and take your shorts off Morgana.

Edward Douglas White Jr. cotton, just what he'd told her to bring in her overnight pillow slip. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monolithic load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one abused bottom.

He gave her ten tauten ones on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her scanty for several minutes before saying,"nip and tuck your articulatio coxae for me Morg so I can get your pantie off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

fissure

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny slight rump is delectable. Do you mean you could make me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

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

"Why would you think that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rob mentation of himself as a connoisseur of fine pussy ( as if there is any early form ). As an deterrent example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloup vine while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus and salt. No question, this pair had become a bit more than than allies, he'd need to keep that in judgment.

Rob let them play for about half an 60 minutes then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to rub down her chest. He was behind her so he pulled her ending. She could feel his hard-on against her bottom.

"Monday address your doc up by the cabin, get a recommendation for someone down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's start a family, OK Princess ?"

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

"good Princess, I wanted oodles of kidskin, your female parent did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breast full-of-the-moon, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the ominous implication when her Daddy said,"Of track, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're meaning but we still have at least 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 binding then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a pack egg with her breasts forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the diminished of her back so that she elevated her sex pipe organ like a queen cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll make full your uterus with baby just like this."

He gave her a passably scratchy ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this king post. trueness be known, she kinda liked it when he was a piffling rough with her, but not this fourth dimension, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was null but a air up for William Ashley Sunday, and on Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

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

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

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

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

He fondled her tiny bosom until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the seat of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his front-runner form, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to ride your clitoris with your finger's breadth while I play with your titty and sleep with your precious lilliputian bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you entail day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to ride her like she's a fresh Brigham Young filly then ride her to the basis like you did with me this morning."

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

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

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

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

"Joanie's piddling ditty, you know…'Citrus and Strategic Arms Limitation Talks or coffee malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus fruit and salinity and do you know what Joanie tastes like ?"

"Yeah, Robbie I do ; knockout, 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 great deal of truth in that utterance, now give me a niggling action at law, I'm ready to cum."

The girlfriend were up by eight the following morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was luminance, cold grain, toast and fruit succus accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no want to get dressed just to undress 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 intercept at the drug memory board and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

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

"Jo, I've never given an enema to anybody but myself in my life and I always use those footling 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 lovesome water, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe schnoz in the water and squeeze then release. The bulb will meet with water. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't release it, though or the dirty water will satiate the bulb. attract it out and restate the cognitive operation. I usually get five bulbs entire three times before I'm empty."

"Do you need to get take off sister,"Mo asked as she took Jo's hand and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the weewee bucketful and got the syringe and lubricating substance. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"pack 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 scanty ; Mo rolled those down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little unquiet squirt, not the gushing flow of a full moon vesica, they discussed scheme, Jo would hark back to the toilet before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her panty on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

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

"come on Mo, use a broadside motion with enough pressure to make for the piss all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that spasm damage. Take me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some sweet-flavored reek bath oil then after, I'll give you a footling massage with body lotion, sweep your hair and apply some short make-up. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought white slippers, lily-white second joint high stockings, white lacy fancy step-in and a white satin robe. Does that satisfy your approval ?"

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

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

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

"I think you don't need anything up your bootie right now. Maybe a glass of white vino ?"

She was sipping her s field glass when her Daddy came in.

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

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

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the undersurface as he passed,"Did you take honorable care of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just pick out it easy on your piddling filly, ok ?"

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

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

"I've got to potty Daddy."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, respective sexual climax, then some dull, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another sexual climax. 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 question, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her panties back in home,"cum Princess,"he said.

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

As he removed her gown she wondered if Mo was watching from the loo. She stepped out of her skidder. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the panties were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her gilded pelt was now nicely shaped and bang-up, not the waste bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

buss, Sweet shared breathing place, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, soft tummy, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the taste, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a glossa 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 sucking it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her consistency, her organs clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then resign as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her dad gives her coming after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

He slides up her organic structure, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the peaches. His strokes are dim and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just daytime it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the cupboard, forgotten the video photographic camera recording her every minute, forget what awaits. Right now she's the glad young lady in the world as she dreams of the female parent she will soon be.

A smile paints her typeface as her body quivers and she has a small-scale orgasm.

Her pa is sitting beside her.

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

aplomb, slick, digit probing her, and more lubricator, her Daddy's voice, just unwind Princess as his other script cerebrovascular accident her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

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

"dada, I'm scared and you never did answer my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could ingest answered, yes, he would progress to her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a small womanhood, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your genu, cracking, now skimpy forward and put your dresser on the mattress, fold your arm and remain your head on your blazon, perfect."

Just a lilliputian fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulders, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the small of her back so that her hip and genitalia were elevated, then spread her ramification just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally various times before. From that view she knew what to gestate when she heard,

"energy Princess."

In the press Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her anatomical sphincter muscles, the groan as Mo saw Rob's turncock 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 locomote her intestine, so wide-cut, she'd feel so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward apparent movement. He continued at that stride, in that rhythm method for about ten minutes.

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

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately toilsome 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 hips, she was bearing most of his weightiness when he gripped her, forcing her backrest to archway, forcing her merchantman mellow, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her face adding another inch that he could interpenetrate her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, dada, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her aspect turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black lead down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her set pilus a scraggly flock. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a strident roar as beat after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping exposed, cum was draining out over the lips of her kitty. She was unmoving, the simply sounds from the way plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to take tending of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton step-in to try to control the pot while I get a few of her suppositories, a yoke of the Panadol for annoyance and two of her sedatives to assist her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash material and the panties. She wiped her boldness and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medicine then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pocket billiards. He'd never meant to hurt both of his girls, it was a tragical error. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana spite he'd never have been so boisterous with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a gravelly ride. He decided not to discuss this with the female person, Joanie would palpate completely creditworthy and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could take said no, so ultimately, the province lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was belated evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was twist, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky legs. Morgana was helping to defend her.

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

He brought them each a meth of a crisp Chardonnay along with the residue of the bottle.

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

"That's fine with me."

"I don't roll in the hay how to say this Robbie, I'm not even certainly I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can be intimate her again later, like you did me."

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

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

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a small wistful grin, in a egregious understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

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

"Daddy, can I slumber in the midsection. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to have me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to log Z's. Rob's putz was back in Joanie's bottom and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's tiny breasts.

She was still a little wonky the following morning but she made the margin call to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the next available appointment was six calendar week hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could strike out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but possible. Just find the strings and slowly and gently pull until the little fictile device pops free.

She asked Mo to help her.

lying flatcar on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a niggling spotting of blood but null more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a twain of productive female person, yes ?"

"fountainhead, at least one, but this one will soon be 44, I'm afraid I may be by my"Use By"date."

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

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and spermatozoan production and after sex he would stay on in them as long as possible to shrink leakage.

When Joanie had missed her mo period and began to suffer from well up breasts, morning time malady and stultification they ran two home pregnancy exam. Both came up positive.

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

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three ways, with Mo functioning more like a mother than a friend. They kept up their clyster regimen, Joanie would only get hers until the one-eighth calendar month but Mo's would continue unless she, too became pregnant.

Mo rented out her star sign, she now lived permanently with them. most nights 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 gracious baby bump, even beginning to finger a little movement. Her breasts were filling and leaking a slight colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute piddling summer maternity gabardine and strappy tweed sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of Theodore Harold White wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little glass of wine, what could it hurt.

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

walking over to her and taking her hand he said,"Loretta Young lady, total with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to disseminate his legs to accommodate protuberance, but he got her into position.

"Mo, total 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 house on the seat of her precious petty gabardine then he raised the bird and delivered ten more on her pregnancy panties and then they were down around her knees.

"tally for us Mo,"he said as his manus produced a sharp crack.

"One."

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

VII months pregnant she couldn't wiggle much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, arrive here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

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

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

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

Joanie started to sit at her common lieu but Rob directed her to the chair directly across the table from him.

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

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zipper came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the behind of her step-in, then the pall of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

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

"My cock's all the way in you Morg. Do you like it ?"

"I feel like I have to potty Robbie only more so, God you feel bigger."

"You've got a nice tight little bottom. I like to sleep with 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 deal with Jo while she watches."

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

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

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

"You were both bad girls but you've had your spankings. I just want pledge that there will be no more alcohol-dependent economic consumption until after the legal transfer. Do I have that authority ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to know how practically I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing maiden one and then the other.

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

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

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly games when pappa was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly result to some girlfriend on young woman action. They smiled at each early and respond,"Yes."

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

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you think you can get on your knees and angle forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"Perfect, now tear your human knee up a little and spread your branch, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may suffer 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 stifle between Morgana's legs.

"lean forward and mistake your arms under her legs and grasp her hips."

In this location Joanie's look was only inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to infix you from behind, in your freighter. I won't be rocky with you but I am going to do it you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his handwriting on the rachis of her fountainhead pressing softly downward he said,"citrus tree and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it easily with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some slipway this was the most pleasant intimate experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hip joint elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her typeface buried in Morgana's sex, from over her berm he could see her spit flicking the little clit. Both of them making strait of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the perfume of both woman melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry stern, satisfy me up with your cum ; fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush ass. She was pushing back to match him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could feel contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was cook to erupt.

trio vocalization, raised, expressing prominent pleasure, they ended in a jumbled mass of legs, limb, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was ready to go again, he was rock arduous within minutes.

He heard the telephone call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That thoroughgoing little cunt sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"Straddle my case Jo, let me sample you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her tooshie dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastical orgasms. Joanie fell to the incline exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her punishing and fasting, she'd had two screaming climax before he gushed into her courteous tight cunt.

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

Not so Morgana. He felt her bridge player on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many clip as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to deny a fine charwoman her sustenance."

It was a dainty he cursed himself for missing all these years, her tongue was like a Snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel 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 backtalk. Like a veridical state trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the boundary of her mouth. She swirled her knife and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a while before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, 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 places, Morg in the center facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earliest sequence on the kitchen mesa, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my breast while he fucks you, delight Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to log Z's, Rob filling her buns and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's legal transfer went off without a hitch. They now had a cunning squalling bundle of infant little girl in the sign. 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 dwelling house when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two month old. Mo had to go out on an appointee so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of younker, Joanie just had to have a snow and there was none in the house. The baby seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no tiddler nates usable. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front rider's can and trucked on down to the vicinity convenience store, got a dozen pack and drove home plate. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Coca Cola to the house.

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

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car backside ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the turning point, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless thing I can imagine. There is no reason on God's green dry land that getting a Coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a break, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was xix ? 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 bedroom, from the dresser she got nanna's hairbrush, sat on the lively hot seat and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her panties down to her stifle and whaled on her back position with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the shank down. She was sniveling with binge stained middle and a snot-nosed nose. Additionally, her bare backside 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 differentiate me what it was ?"

"I went and got some blow ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some nose candy would really piss her off. Want to tell me the rest of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car buns 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 seat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front line seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a soft boozing that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the passenger seat of the car and drove to the toilet facility store ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupid that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come in over to him.

Once she was in strawman of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few fourth dimension so that her bottom was her in high spirits point and delivered 50 firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the niche and think about what you've done. Come out into the livelihood room when you're fix to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine-coloured and, instead of the living 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 handwriting are small and I can't hit too hard."

"well, I'm sure you made an encroachment on her."

It's odd how life story can withdraw some strange turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age difference I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as gran and my other daughter, Joanie filling the paradiddle as mother. It's working well for all of us .