“ Do we accept to do this, pop ?"Amanda asked as they walked the paved nerve tract through the parkland. Already she felt ogling eyes fixing on her body, barely covered by the diminutive sundress Daddy had insisted she break today. She liked dressing like a whore sometimes—plunging necklines, soaked gym shortstop to spotlight her round of drinks ass—but that was on her own terms.

"You brought this on yourself,"her daddy replied. He gripped her wrist gently as they walked abreast. She knew break by now than to ram him to tighten his grasp.

"But it's normal, daddy !"She sounded exasperated.

"convention for a girl to touch herself to dirty smut ? formula for her to gag herself with her own pantie while reading about getting molested in the master's role for breaking the dress computer code ?"

Amanda was silent. She felt her face rosiness. What if person overheard her ? What if one of the men or women leering at her bouncing tits heard her Daddy talk about how she played with her pussy cerebration about being disciplined ? She hated how the thought process made her nipples harden.

"And worse,"dad continued,"you did it while I was habitation. You tried to keep it a secret from me. You can't even maintain yourself quiet."

He shook his headspring as his script moved from her wrist. Still walking side by English, his fingerbreadth traced with a tingling gentleness across her forearm, up to her scupper shoulder, and then down the side of her dress to her covered, irrupt hip. He gripped her there.

"pappa,"she gasped. His digit dug in tighter.

"You're going to be a good girl today,"he said. She looked up at him, but he was still facing forward."Learn to stay placid if you can."

She felt herself dripping into her panties. She hated that this made her wet.

When they neared a line of business dada liked, he took them off the track to a spot just under the shade of one of the park's magniloquent tree diagram. He released her hip and set down the bag he carried. He unfurled a child's play blanket.

"Grab the corner,"he ordered. She complied and helped him set the blanket down unwrinkled. He sat and she sat down across from him, making sure to displume her sun clothes down over her second joint as far as she could. From this berth, she could see an occasional person or two walking on the path, but they were far enough away that she couldn't make out their facial face. Still, she felt exposed.

She looked back from the path when she felt her Daddy grab her sandaled substructure. She watched him analyse the length of her leg as he caressed her toes, before removing the sandal from her understructure. He did the Saami affair with the other and set them down just off the mantle. Her legs and feet tingled at his touch. She squirmed and looked back at the path. She saw a couple expiration by, a man and a char. The man gazed at her before walking out of sight.

Amanda felt her pop's manus grabbed her waist."D-Daddy ?"She looked back at him just as he pulled her toward him.

"Not there,"he said."Sit with me."He lifted her slightly and turned her around so she was sitting just in front of him, right between his stage. Her dress rode up, exposing the bottom of her ass to the contact from his crotch. She pulled it down again, trying to insure her panty-covered twat. Amanda knew she was soaked.

"We can't sit like this."No one was around, but mortal could walk by at any time and see her."What if someone sees ?"

"Then they'll see how lovely and affectionate you are with your dada. They'll see that you want to be a dependable girl."

She knew she didn't have a choice. She tried to stop squirming. She didn't want move her ass against him. Not like this. Not where any passer-by would see her.

His hand grasped her bare thigh."You're so pretty, babe,"he said. She felt his breath on her ear, on her neck.

"D-Daddy,"she panted.

"Shh, beloved,"he comforted her. His hand was caressing her let out flesh, up and down her thigh."This is division of being a good female child. If you want to rest tranquillise and hide what you're doing, then do it. Clearly you need to study. papa is just helping you be better."

His hand moved upwards. To her upper thigh, to the hemline of her clothes. She felt her face flush.

Then his hand passed around to her interior thigh. Amanda froze.

"You're drenching your second joint,"he growled smugly."You like this."His fingers were now under her wearing apparel, just below where her panties covered her.

"No, papa, I—ugh !"She grunted as he tugged her hair, forcing her to look up at him.

"Don't lie."She felt him pressing her sodden panties into her, still not right on her cunt, but so close."A horny slut who plays with her cunt thinking about being punished I can handle. But I will not tolerate a liar."He squeezed her thigh. It hurt. But it was the sorting of hurt she touched herself thinking about.

"You're in good order, pop, I'm sorry,"she whined. She wriggled in his grip. She couldn't help it. Her hips needed to be active. She could feel pop's stopcock poking at her ass.

"And you like this, too, don't you ?"He pressed against her pussy mound, spilling her juice throughout the fragile fabric of her panties. She gasped.

"I do, Daddy. You're rectify. I like it."She rocked her pussy into his fingers, craving more imperativeness. She was on fire.

"Shhh,"Daddy whispered right in her ear."You want to detain quiet, don't you ? You don't want anyone to know what a needy whore you are."

"B-but, Daddy,"she whined. His digit worked her slit up and down.

"But what, honey ?"

"I'm so wet. daddy. .. Oh, please, please come to me more."

"That's my good girl."He stabbed his fingers at her still-covered pussy mound, pushing some of the fabric into her cunt. Amanda shrugged forward and bit her lip, stifling a moan, as her dada molested her right there. It was like the dirty stories she read alone in her room.

A group of women were walking on the path near them. As her Daddy touched her, toyed with her pussy, Amanda could see that one of them said something to the former two. They kept walking, but the one woman stopped and looked right at them.

"I think she sees us,"Amanda muttered, trying not to moan her pleasure.

"I think she does, kitten,"her pa agreed. He was still pressing and teasing her cunt, seeming not to care if anyone saw.

The woman walked towards them. She was maybe fifty metrical unit away when she stopped. She had a quizzical flavour on her face. Amanda looked past her, then back at the woman, and then at her Daddy. He was smiling. Amanda faced forward again. Now the womanhood was smiling, too. She kept walking forward.

"We have to bar,"Amanda whined. But papa did not stop. He dug his fingers into her pussy harder. She clamped her lips shut to avoid letting out a moan—her daddy's digit felt too good.

Amanda barely registered that the woman was about twelve feet away from them on their blanket until the woman spoke.

"hi there,"the woman said cheerfully.

"hello,"her Daddy said back. Amanda didn't say anything. She couldn't.

"Are you two enjoying yourselves ?"The cleaning lady asked. There was no hiding it now. Daddy's bridge player was plainly under Amanda's dress.

"Oh, I should say so. I think Amanda here is having a lovely time, wouldn't you agree, beloved ?"

Amanda was mum. She had no musical theme what to say. Then Daddy pinched her second joint and repeated,"I said, wouldn't you agree, beloved ?"

"Yes, pappa, it's good !"She yelped. Then she brought her hands to her mouth. She had called him pop in front of a stranger ! She was humiliated.

"It's so dainty seeing heart like yours,"the woman said."Do you like getting to spend fourth dimension with your Daddy ?"His digit started to move against Amanda's pussy again.

"God, yes,"Amanda moaned. She felt weak. But incredible. Being fingered and teased right there where the cleaning lady could see elevated the pleasure her pa was forcing into her pussy.

"William Tell her, honey,"pa said."William Tell her you like having special prison term with Daddy."

"I do !"Amanda chirped."Ooh, young woman, I really love especial time with Daddy."Amanda felt so ashamed, but it felt too good to intromit it.

The woman got closer and sat on her stifle right on the duck soup blanket with Amanda and her pop. She eyed up Amanda's body… her sparkling eyes, her tits heaving with her breath, her barely-covered puss that her Daddy was playing with."My, that sure looks fun,"the woman said."Does your pa have nice, solid fingerbreadth ?"

"He—he does,"Amanda moaned throatily."They feel wonderful."

"Energy Department he touch you out here a lot ?"

"N-no,"Amanda grunted."It's. .. Um. .. ."

daddy cut in."You can severalise her you're being punished."

The cleaning lady's eyebrows shot up, but her smile stayed."Was she bad ? What did she do ?"

"I. .."Amanda started."I was touching myself in my room. And I was trying to be quiet. B-but Daddy—ohhh—Daddy heard me."Daddy's other manus was now on her hip, keeping her rocking into his molesting fingers as she talked to the woman.

The woman laughed."You can't keep matter from your dada like that. Once, my girls took one of my vibrators without asking. They were sorry after that. I tied them up facing each former and left it on both their clits. They never tried that again."Amanda's eyes got wide at the thought of two other horny little girl being punished.

The woman looked up at Amanda's Daddy."Is she really wet,"she asked. Amanda felt her Daddy lift up her garb, exposing her panty-covered pussy.

"She sure feels wet,"he replied."But get a good expression and severalize me."With that, dada pulled Amanda's panties to the side. Amanda could only watch as the charwoman gasped. She could feel a snail-trail of her own pussy juice sloshing as her dada bared her snatch to the fair sex. Daddy grabbed Amanda's second joint and pulled them, forcing Amanda's cunt bloom to blossom out for the cleaning woman's enjoyment.

"Oh my goodness !"The char exclaimed. She leaned forward, tight to Amanda's now-open pussy."She's gushing."

Now pop chuckled."Just ascertain this,"he said. He sank two digit into Amanda's pussy, roughly. Amanda groaned.

"Oh no, pappa !"She wailed. But she also wiggled against his fingers, helping him to push them up her cunt deeper. Her jaw went slack as dad rubbed the movement wall of her cunt from the interior."Oooh !"

"I can hear it,"the woman gasped."I haven't seen a kitty this wet in a while."Amanda could listen her pussy burbling on her papa's finger as he hooked them up her.

"That's goose egg. Look what a whore she is,"her Daddy said. He pulled his fingers out of Amanda's juicy quim.

"Ugh,"Amanda grunted. She could discover herself drop onto the blanket as Daddy's digits left her. Her pop held up his fingers for the woman to see. They were absolutely drenched. papa spread them, showing how far her embarrassing young lady ointment stretched between his fingers.

The adult female leaned forward in awe."She smells wonderful,"she said."May I have a taste ?"

"Go ahead,"Daddy said. The woman dove forward and took Amanda's Daddy's cuntslimed fingers between her lips. Her torso shuddered as she did so. Amanda could see how the cleaning woman moved her sassing on her Daddy. She heard the slurping phone as the cleaning lady relished Amanda's flavor.

As the fair sex sucked her Daddy's fingers like it was the best thing she ever tasted, her dada's early hand found Amanda's clit and played with it. Amanda felt like she was in seventh heaven, watching this woman banquet on her while her Daddy teased her most sensible spot.

The woman drew off dad's fingers, her mouth making an obscene popping sound."She's delectable,"she sighed. Then, turning to Amanda,"You taste so good, sweetie."The fair sex pressed her lip to Amanda's, kissing her and sliding her glossa right into Amanda's mouth. Amanda's dada grabbed her hair and pushed her against the woman, making trusted she couldn't get away.

"discernment yourself on her lingua, baby,"her Daddy said."C'mon, be a dear missy and let her aid you clean up that mess."His finger kept circling her clitoris. Amanda had no choice but to let the woman tongue-feed her her very own pussy. She tentatively extended her own clapper at first-class honours degree before leaning in and letting her spit spar with the woman's. She loved her own taste, and having this cleaning lady make her taste it in a lesbian park kiss made it that lots better.

The woman drew back from Amanda."You're such a good girl, sweetie,"she said, looking at Amanda's fuck-drunk face, now sloppy with spit from their makeout."Stay good for your Daddy."The charwoman stood up and straightened out her own wearing apparel."I'm so glad I met you two. I'm Anne, by the way."

"Randolph,"Amanda's Daddy said."And this is my Amanda."He said it right as he plunged his digit back into her. Amanda was past caring—she loved the violation.

"You two are just lovely. And now I'm flustered. I'll be riding my girls'faces when they get done with soccer practice today, that's for sure ! I hope to see you two around."

"Likewise,"Amanda's Daddy replied."Maybe Amanda and your girls could have a park play date."

The fair sex smiled and walked away. Amanda could see her rubbing her thigh together.

Amanda's Daddy kissed her on the point as he continued to shove his digits in and out of her pussy."You were so in effect, child,"he said."I'm so proud of you."How he finger-fucked her drenched pussy, right there in populace, had her losing her mind.

Amanda felt herself thawing into her daddy."Thank you, Daddy,"she sighed. She spread her pegleg wider. She didn't want to misbehave anymore.

"Don't hide things from me anymore. You're mine."sense of hearing that sent lightning down her vertebral column and through her cunt. She couldn't assist it.

"Yes, pop,"she lolled, drooling on herself, as her pussy clamped down on his fingerbreadth. She came. Hard. She knew her spit was leaking from her back talk. Her stomach would've scathe from the strength of her cum, but the orgasm torus through her so hard she didn't care.

"Oh, Mandy,"her dada sighed. He kept pumping her cunt, wringing every bit out of his little missy's climax that he could."You love being a molested short cyprian, don't you ? You deserve this, don't you ?"

"I do, Daddy !"She whimpered."Thank you ! Thank you for touching meeee !"As she came down from her orgasm, she found her dada's fingers prodding her sassing. She was done being bad. Dutifully, she took them into her mouthpiece and sucked, cleaning up as much of her own cunthoney as she could.

"That's my girl,"Daddy whispered in her ear.

Still panting, Amanda felt her Daddy raise her up off the picnic blanket. He was already standing—and she had been too fuck-drunk on her orgasm to notice he'd moved. He dragged her by her bridge player away from their spot. Knees trembling, all she could do was keep up. She didn't bother to adapt her clothes, which was wet in the figurehead with her cunt juice. One of her tits was bouncing out of the textile, on display for anyone to see.

Daddy pulled her behind some tree diagram, where the park was more forest-like. He grabbed her shank and pushed her up against a tree. Roughly, hungrily, he kissed her. She felt the bark of the tree diagram at her back as pappa pressed into her, his beard tickling her cheek, his tongue fencing into her mouth. She couldn't resist—she could barely stomach upright.

Amanda felt her Daddy's handwriting on her pelvic arch. He spun her around so she was facing the tree. She braced herself with her hands.

"Yes, that's my fille,"he growled. He raised her dress, exposing her ass. His arm arced and pulled her sodden panties all the way down to her ankles. He forced her cunt and cocksucker bare with such power that the tenuous fabric of her underclothes barely caught on her thighs. She heard an unbuckling, and then—

"Oh, fuck, daddy ! Fuck ! Oh no you're too big !"She screamed as she felt his peter tear into her snatch. Soaked and fingered, he was too thick, too long.

"You deserve this, too, dear,"he barked. However much of his putz he had in her, he drew it back, then hammered all the way in, pounding her to her neck. Amanda felt the confidential information knocked out of her."You're a good female child, right ? A molested harlot who loves it ?"

"I—gah—oh dada,"she shrieked as her Daddy deep-dicked her snatch. She felt the force-out of her thick ass jiggling against his thrusting."I feel you in my stomach !"

"I bet you touch yourself to stories about short girls getting raped in the park, don't you ? You dirty whore. You dirty fucking bawd !"He pulled her hair, forcing her back to arch. She didn't know if she was about to pass out or cum again."Teasing me by moaning and touching yourself. papa's going to use you from now on, you got it ?"

"I—oh fuck—oh, papa, please !"She felt her physical structure quivering.

His hired man found her throat. She felt him lean over her body, buried to the hilt as he pumped her slow and oceanic abyss now, never withdrawing more than half his tool."Please what, baby ? Tell me what you want."

"I—oh, pa. .. waiting, no !"She felt him slowly starting to withdraw Thomas More and Thomas More of his cock.

"need more, baby ?"His voice dripped with satisfaction.

"Y-yes, Daddy,"she whimpered.

"Then tell me,"he growled."Tell me you deserve it."

She paused and panted. But she didn't aid anymore."I deserve it, Daddy ! I deserve your cock in my cunt ! Please fuck me. Please use my body. please !"

"goodness girl,"he smirked, and he drove abode deep.

"Oh fuck yes !"She yelled, as her Daddy pummeled her cunt. She felt like he was rearranging her insides."I'm going to—oh—please keep—yes !"

"Cum on this dick, kick !"He roared."Cream my cock while I breed you."

"Fu-uck !"She felt herself falling as another orgasm shredded her nerve endings. Her tongue fell from her lip onto the tree bark. She didn't attention about the down-to-earth taste. Her dad's cock was twitching in her and spewing passion inside her. She would suffer fallen if he hadn't caught her by her waist.

"Every drop curtain, princess, take every fucking drop."He was buried so deep in her. guesswork after shot of warmth pulsed from his putz as it throbbed and twitched inside her. She was taking it. She knew it. She was letting her Daddy inseminate her body, and she couldn't be happier about it.

When she no longer felt him firing cum up her cunt, she felt him lean over and kiss the backbone of her mind, her ear, her neck."undecomposed girl, pumpkin,"he said. She felt him exit her soundbox, and immediately she felt a massive chunk of cum spillage out of her. But she could still sense even more at heart, even as her thigh were stained with her Daddy's load. palpitation, she fell to her knees, her hands sliding down the tree as she did.

She looked up to see that dada had walked around so he could see her face. His cock—barely softened from fucking her—glistened with both of their sex juice. He grabbed her hair and pulled her cheek to his dick.

She didn't want to crusade. She opened her lip and took him into her mouth, tasting the mess.

"That's my girl,"he said contentedly."Suck it fairly. Taste your fucking breeding off me."

As she slurped up and down her Daddy's cock, lapping it make clean, she found herself wondering if Anne would care to savour dada out of her .