Friday eventide, the first week of June and I was totally slack. I'd met a acquaintance for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten household around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's scratch, rocks with just a splash of piddle while I enjoyed the placidity. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my eighteen year old girl had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictory speaker but indorsement in her stratum and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was majestic. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pridefulness in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby girl was nursing at her mother's knocker, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal head aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the lonesome caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did make help. My female parent came to stay with me for three invaluable calendar month. She took flush of Joanie's aid and, along the way, taught me how to prepare expression, bathe and change child and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of rest. Mom would have liked to outride longer but my forefather's wellness had taken a turn of events for the worst and she was desperately needed at household ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her duties and time value to me. Morgana O'Tim Leary was and still is a very important soul in Joanie's and my life. number 1 she helped with child forethought then her duties evolved. My line of work is brokerage, I buy, sell and witness point for others and Mo procedure as my place manager now. She's just a match of twelvemonth honest-to-god than I, a little on the slender side ( scan skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears Methedrine that are unflattering and eschews make-up ; in other words she makes no elbow grease to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that first night and after she'd been with me for respective years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to remind myself that she was a wolf between the sheets and blessed with the soused snatch I'd ever had the delight to replete. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid disfavor for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the week and always on the weekends for our limited Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life went to hell in a handwriting basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to replete the void. She liked to tease me and play unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me finger her rapidly developing breasts against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tooshie a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied hindquarters 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 small vacation bungalow in the passel situated on the endearing tarn this side of Scotland. Two calendar week, two absolutely grand weeks in June of each year Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are Mrs. Henry Wood for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the channels and creeks.

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

Joanie I wondered, she was out with booster planning to go to a bonfire for a"scratch of Summer"party, blackguard some frankfurter, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a duad of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

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

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

"nix dependable, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to number pick her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville route in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

After we'd spoke off my judgment went into a whirl. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a holy person. In fact she made self-destructive conclusion ; not often give thanks God, but she could be led.

At baker's dozen, the summer between middle school and high schoolhouse I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking cigarette back behind the pool house. Then lastly class, at the origin of her third-year yr there was the episode involving experimentation with Cannabis sativa and my Lord's mug ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her little bottom over each of the above but now she was 18, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my keys and headed for Denny's.

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

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

Joanie was in the plump for seat of Harry's 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 John Wilkes Booth in the back where I could see my car, after we got umber and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the density of the early attending police officer was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a jazz dealer, Cannabis sativa and crack cocaine. He had a tail light source out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over Thomas More to roust him than anything else. There were four masses in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his main power play Jamitious Curry were up presence but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting officer there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take precaution of Steve Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand Charles Frederick Worth of crack in Curry's bag. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

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

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

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

"She gon na to be able-bodied to sit ?"

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

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

The movement menage was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and moan from the drunk in the backseat it was in secretiveness. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down to scanty 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 change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the wear I'd want at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller bobby pin with items I would or might need. From XVIII years experience there were sure matter that Joanie might want. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tempra, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a little girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to supply a sleep aid and help with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of track my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added gran's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled nut, Francis Bacon, hasheesh browns, whole pale yellow pledge, orangeness succus 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 several mouthfuls of the nut before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"Daddy, I'm so sorr…"

I cut her off.

"Eat what you can then go pack, we're going up to the cabin as soon as you're prepare and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

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

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

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

The cabin had a bedroom and lav on the ground flooring and a quiescency loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some spud with onion plant and peppers then sautéed two perch fish filet while Spinacia oleracea simmered.

Joanie was clad in a robe 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 Maker'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 little girl it these stories is the most beautiful girl in the world ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful girlfriend in the world ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no uncertainty scales in at a turn 130. She has rather full breasts, a poofie tummy and a bottom made up of similitude fleshy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiacal, and to those dope trader she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a joke I'd bought her pj's for her seventeenth natal day, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a cliff seat ; they were cardinal number red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a pantie line. She'd put as much cloth as possible over her very vulnerable rear end ; smart young lady, but no hope.

dinner party was a rather quiet social function. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combining of apologies and self-justification, 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 party, while I cleaned up afterwards, over coffee. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"Daddy, 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 avail you ?"

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

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

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the little paper container.

"papa, please, this is so hinder, don't watch me."

"Just pee,"I want to know 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 mental testing showed the front of the ganja but, thank God, zilch else registered.

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

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

Joanie saw the hairbrush, granny'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 cheek, on her pajamas, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few teardrop ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. step-in were observable

Ten, ten, ten on each face, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to break away, I held her tighter, my unexpended arm gripping her soft eye ; I stopped.

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

"Stand up,"I instructed.

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

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her panties on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to have me take them off, role of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to plagiarize her hips. They lay on the floor at her substructure as I began.

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

crack cocaine, crack, fling, the resounding music of build merging frame. After about thirty whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"pop, I'm so sorry, I'll never do anything like that again."

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

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

I knew she'd be a mess for a while. It tied her in knots when she did something that disturbance me so much that I punished her.

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

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

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

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

I got one of the tranquillising suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of coloring material ; multiple tint of red, violet, purplish with just a signature of blue, damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether nerve. She was pink, a tight ring, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index finger finger. Her anatomical sphincter contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

I was dressed in my nightclothes, baggy gym short pants and a tee shirt. I crawled under the sheet with her.

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

After a few hour and in a shivering phonation she asked,"pop can you help me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a baby ?"

How can she think of, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over thirteen geezerhood 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 grin if I traced my digit along her Venus cleft, her slit back then it was nothing Sir Thomas More than a pink valley, her labia and button 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 hired hand and pulled it toward her ; the cover of my hired man brushed the sleek 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 attempt to stop her nor did I pull away. My middle finger found her groove. I'd used my exponent finger when she was young but my mediate digit was longer, better able to slew along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very dissimilar than when she was a child with just a pocket-sized immature slit. Her outer labia were swollen, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her button was outstanding and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministrations then snuggled against me. diffused gentle snoring, the downer had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the distasteful and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my activity, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was faulty, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a hardheaded reason before the availability of nativity control ; but no longer.

The birds and the bees lecture, mother to girl, father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make Sir Thomas More mother wit, mother to son, a char who could excuse and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a good and considerate lover ? And a father 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 mouth ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smiling on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee percolating and 1st Baron Verulam frying. Joanie stuck her top dog into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a gown and, unless I was utterly mistaken, nada else.

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a photographic plate on bacon, orchis and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last Nox dad, I slept like a baby."

Changing the field of study I said,"Still a little sore, are we ?"

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

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

"Touch me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses buns was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely mistreat bottom.

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

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

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

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

What could I say, Marcie, my departed wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a little pudgy and flaccid with strawberry blond haircloth, full phase of the moon breasts and a plump hind end ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. White as curdle cream, how I'd loved to will a pink manus 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 perfective rear end, I know, my deal fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you call up 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 mark in that car I'm glad the constabulary stopped us, I was never so glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those people sound like gang bangers or drug dealers from what Harry told me."

"At the political party, they were at the 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 principal, didn't you ?"

"Way, way over my head. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a twain of joint then the guy in the rear seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have got himself some fresh young white kitty-cat. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my white meat. Then he said to the early guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussycat, too. That guy said, ‘ perdition yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me take in, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black shaft tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to overstretch my pants off when we got perpetrate over."

"You were favorable 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 girl was going to watch. Daddy, I'm still a Virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed unfit, more degrading that another girl was going to get her kicking watching it bechance, 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 opt when and with whom I am, to use an old condition, deflowered."

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

"Let's wind up breakfast and go for a walking around the lake, we can talk then, ok ?"

I cleaned up the kitchen while she took a rain shower. She was still only wearing her robe, her pj's and panty were in her helping hand as she climbed the run to the loft.

one-half way up she turned her head, our eyes met and she gave me a little grinning,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in loose correspond underdrawers, tee shirt and a pair of sneakers ; I was waiting at the bed 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 direful experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and apprehend her fear had been transferred to another portion of her physique. He'd saved her pure twat but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent assessment of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

"God, I was so stunned, so cursedly stupid ; dada, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, Edward Young people make dolt misunderstanding but that's a big percentage of learning, of maturing. I know goose egg like this will ever chance again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a flight of duck coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a trivial late for their northward migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a darn of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her promontory on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my boxers then she'd taken it into her mouth. It was like a sensual dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should birth stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feeling she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty gullible middle and smiled then began deep throating my cock.

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

I expected her to descend off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her lip she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My Little Princess might be a Virgo but it was manifest 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 faulty, in fact her evident past participation with fellation made me enquire just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a soft swat on her bottom, saying,"seed on, let's get back to the cabin. It's metre for your drug test."

"Oh papa, are you going to produce 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 bathroom and get ready while I got her cup and examination strip.

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

She started to plead,"pappa, delight don't spank me again."

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

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

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

"will you hold me papa ?"She asked.

"Of grade Princess."

I helped her to stand up, 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 talk but I couldn't understand her, she was mumbling something about Morgana I asked and she repeated herself.

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

I had to think how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other affair were more significant to me."

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

"Well, you did have your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey piffling affair, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

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

"My bedroom's next to yours, I could hear through the paries and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

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

"well, there are some things shouldn't do ; thing like listening at her pappa's wall. What did you think about what you were hearing ?"

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

"And ?"

"Oh Daddy, this is so mortifying, please don't make me say."

Rob kept hushed as Joanie squirmed next to him, he gave her a little hug.

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porn adept size of it. He was a small over 7 ½ column inch and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the saint 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 finger his erection climbing against her.

Joanie caught her breathing space,"pop, will it hurt ?"She asked.

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you want to find out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"Touch me papa, delight touch me."

Her breasts were milky white capped with lowly pink nipples.

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

As his mouth trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own hand. His mitt cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her gentle tummy.

As his probing glossa parted her lips and he laved her vulva, Joanie made her own sounds.

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his spit flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her pelvic arch up to meet him she wailed in exotic delight. Her juice flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was fix as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her legs 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 smart baby."

He thrust forward. He felt her tender virginal membrane bust, he was in and sliding deeper.

Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a snag 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 glad he'd given Joanie a couplet of orgasms with his tongue, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to relax and take on the intrusion of her young body. Her wooden leg wrapped around his coxa as she thrust back to meet his separatrix. strait emanated from trench in her throat as she cooed.

"shtup me Daddy, sleep together your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me skillful, get laid me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and debauched Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her laborious against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of repressed semen into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian tubes, searching for a prolific egg.

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

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

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

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

"diddly-shit 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 breasts, her poofie minuscule tum, her reddish gold sleek fur and, most of all her alluring face smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"Thomas More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

She loved that top place, felt she was controlling the action at law. She bounced, hooted and squealed in delight until she'd bathe my Lucille Ball with the fragrant flood of her climax.

Afterward we showered and drove into township. We had lunch, picked up a few to a greater extent groceries and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several Plan B birth control pill and some scented lubricant. The pills for contiguous use, of grade but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my woman more was in store as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a druthers for anal retentive sex, riding my daughter from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth mastery method. The architectural plan B pills were a stop consonant gap amount, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

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

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an assignment for the following day. The Doctor let her be intimate that she would be doing a consummate physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd deprivation to bathe before we left and that she should wear off clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the exam. most would be routine, checking her affectionateness beat, auricle, nose, throat and centre then it would go more incursive 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 stick her fingerbreadth up my butt, ungh."

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

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

It went as I'd explained, ear, intrude, pharynx, etc. then a tit exam before the pelvic.

The doctor was olympian as she explained what she was going to do each step of the way.

Two fingerbreadth into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, interpolation of a speculum and a pap smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger's breadth in her vagina the back in her anus checking the spatial relation of her uterus.

As the Dr. withdrew her fingers and shed her boxing glove 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 side by side. She tensed up and pled,"Please, I don't want that, don't do that to me."

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

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

As she talked the doctor was lubricating her forefinger finger's breadth. 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 sphincters relaxed and the doctor's finger slid in.

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

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointment for two calendar week hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might feel some cramping. If so, just hold an over the tabulator pain in the neck fireman ; Tylenol, isobutylphenyl propionic acid or such and rest a bit.

On the drive home base I let her go on about what it was like to be examined. None of it was really pleasant but she fixated on how humiliating the rectal exam was.

"I mean pop, she had her digit up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and neck from the punt side, ick."

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

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

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

She scowled at me but she went ; we'd already sorted that out. She felt that since we were sexually alive she should be off the hook for the intellect that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low levels of THC but still present.

After her spanking I helped her to the bed. Like I mentioned earlier Joanie was always upset after she'd been punished. Today was no exception.

"dada, I'm getting the cramps like the doctor said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Panadol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lubricant in you, I'm going to feature to sustain my finger's breadth in you ‘ til your heftiness grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

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

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

"No, you're perfective, plush and plump just like your female parent. Now, why not take a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my fair sex, she wants to experience my sister and experience as my wife. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could have several children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college educational activity, she was so impudent but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's incursion and my turncock was one hellava lot large than her slim finger's breadth ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling serious Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

She smiled,"I do, I do, I do, sex is fun, don't you think so ?"

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to dress, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a yoke of ignitor skidder she was au naturel under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the gown I admired her breasts and uttered,"dada'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 natural language into her vagina. I took her clit between my lips, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a second base and third. As I brought her off for the forth metre she was pleading for me to give up, wailing in a irritating pleasure. 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 second. Her preferred position.

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

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

"That was fun pappa,"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 tonight Princess. Get up on your knees."

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a girlish coral pinko,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the unadulterated kitty, damn this look so upright. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe harder, more rapidly.

"You're in further dada, God you're stretching me. It hurts a little but it's a courteous hurt."

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

Her formula strait had changed. She was panting like a minor bitch being ridden by a big German shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the nooky of her animation then with a roar he blasted pulse after heartbeat 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 battered organic structure, caressing her sides and bottom, kissing her teary-eyed eyes.

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

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

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

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

"What do you think of, ‘ last,'what were you doing with her ?"

Rob gave first one then the early of her plump cheeks a squeeze,"design it out Princess."

As he traced a single digit along her crack he saw the actualisation and awe photoflash in her eyes.

"Daddy, you were in her bootee, 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 icky and mussy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"Preparation mostly, she'd pass water herself plumb and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the Nox before then enemas several hour before."

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

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how a good deal I like anal sex. She got a picayune pain from it but, like you, she likes a little bit of pain in the ass with the pleasure."

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

They dropped the guinea pig and over the succeeding two week nothing more was said. Their sex living was frequent and active, exploring various office. Joanie had begun to revel being taken from behind. She liked the spirit of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her firmly. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of time on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The initiatory time he used his tongue on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to start up but he held her down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger to her clit he could bring her to climax that way.

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

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

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

"No pa, it felt kinda nice."

He now knew, she would eventually surrender. Slowly she was accepting anal retentive attending and getting delight from it.

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

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

Joanie's urine was crystallize, 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 perch supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. viva voce then cowgirl followed by a decelerate tender missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single 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 couplet of panty and her robe.

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

"Daddy,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her branch Rob helped her to the john, took her slippers, panty and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

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

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

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

pickings 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 while,"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 disturb her, the chill of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her cheek and insert the syringe.

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

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

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

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

A second five bulb enema followed by a third and finally a pocket-size three electric light insertion and she was running clear.

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

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to wait three hr after your enema,"glancing at his watch he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he tell her the truth ? If nothing else he was always dependable with her.

"Princess, noon will be the get-go clock time. We're going to do it four or five multiplication over the course of the day."

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

Joanie couldn't imagine being capable to catch one's breath but in her exhausted land she was sleeping within minutes.

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

She started to whine but then she felt his lovely spit 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 foot up the lubricant from the pillow.

First one finger's breadth then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincter muscle then more lube. He helped her to lie next to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery voice 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 potbelly and I'll lie on your vertebral column. That's the well-to-do way for the little girl and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hips and bottom of the inning then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his phallus along her crack various times then guided it to her opening.

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

God, it's not like in the erotica films Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the first of what she knew would be many groan, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to loosen up. the Nazarene, I love your tail. You're so tight, like a velvet boxing glove gripping me. You're the best Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissue were legal tender and, as a Virgo she was being stretched to accommodate his girth. That's why he wanted her several clock time this first 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 writhe out from under him.

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

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

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no feeling in the world like a untried girl's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grip of her anatomical sphincter muscles squeezing his hard-on, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each future time. That wasn't all bad, she would be teach how to flex those muscles to squeeze and masturbate him and he could play a lilliputian rougher.

"Tighten up, pressure 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 pulse spewed into her, he thought he'd never kibosh cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a dry 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 moans had quieted, she looked up at him with her tear stained eyes.

"I love you, you know. Am I your cleaning lady now ?"

He kissed her eyes and then her backtalk,"Yes you're my char 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 offend but, in Truth, the anticipation was worse than the reality."

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

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her head on his chest and asked,"You said I was the in force, did you really mean it ?"

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

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"Other young lady ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her modest slight seat, I always felt I had to pack it well-to-do with her. I like plump stern, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

"Couldn't, it would make you off and I don't want that."

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no 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 conceive about it."

They'd been resting for about an minute 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 coxa he said,"We're going to try a different billet this time."He rolled her onto her back with her hips on the pillow so that her nates was elevated.

"I want to be able to see your jolly boldness,"he told her as he added a little lubricant, she was still pretty slick from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to extract them back toward her breast, adding,"Remember to drive 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.

"feel the fullness again Princess ?"

A pain,"Unhuh,"rasped from oceanic abyss in her throat.

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

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

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

Maybe later he would but she thought not, she was for certain that today would be devoted exclusively to attention to her bottom.

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

"Daddddddddy, what form of a question is that. God, even in this position you can stymy me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will find good, especially when I'm pumping you."

Reaching down he opened her brim, at the top her button was glistening, he directed her fingers saying,"rub."

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

As he watch she closed her oculus and a small grinning played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten minutes then forced her peg further back and pierce hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

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

"God that was vivid Daddy."

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

"My poor bottomland's sore but my minuscule pussycat's certain happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with chips and cole slaw Joanie said,"That position was kinda neat, how we could determine each former's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your favourite spot ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my ducky is miss under on her knees, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her feel my posture, all of my length and cinch, giving her a uncut ride."

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

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not cook for that. I like to run hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

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

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

Her minuscule ring was red ; the vigorous physical exercise 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 full spirit in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to wrench her.

She thought he was going to act 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 hand holding her top hip his early massaged her abdomen.

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a small smiling appear on his lips.

He continued to hold her lower tummy, then taking her deal and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic ivory he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

"It feels eldritch, like something active was in me."

"Oh, it's animated and hungry for some Thomas More Princess. Now give yourself some fingers and maybe we can get off together."

Finished, Rob told her,"Why not clean up a little and come back. I want a some of my Princess dessert ; put on a little physical composition, lipstick and eye line drive, 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 dorsum when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

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

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

From under the pillow he pulled out a hand mirror as he extended his 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 clitoris between her lips.

She couldn't keep her concentration on observance, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his nous and pounded her pussy against his back talk until she came with a surge and gush of tasty, tangy peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"Well, take the thing 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 head teacher circuit 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 much of you."

"I'm going to lube you, can you see my hand ?"

He fingered her not quite so compressed piffling ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingers up my little keister hole."

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

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

"Oh God Princess, thin forward just a footling, I want to see me in you, let me look up to your fantastic ass. Ride me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her hips and let her rock-and-roll and heart on him, reveling in the speech sound she was making ; still some moan but mostly dissonance of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her ride his fingers to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't concern, I will. Let's see how we can get into spatial relation where you an lookout man when I'm behind you."

"Lie monotone and affect around so you can see your face. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can watch your smile."

"right hand,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the beneficial view.

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

After gliding along her snap several fourth dimension he centered on her.

"energy Princess."

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

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

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

"Feel wide Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it feel thoroughly ?"

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

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

Once her hired man was in home he scooted in high spirits on her back so his incursion was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you papa, I can feel you."

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

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

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

He pounded her trench, concentrated and flying for respective second. He moans had turn to wails, her son of a bitch to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

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

She tightened down as just she could, it was unmanageable with the hard driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the warmth 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 trench. He stayed in her until his nut were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to fare into his sleeve, instead she curled into the fetal position with her rachis to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a pocket-size taste sensation of what rough in play is like."

"That was a small taste ? I don't want a platter full, I don't think I could film it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a disheveled mess, her centre were swollen and charge stained trailing Joseph Black streak over her facial expression where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, recherche in fact.

"seminal fluid here and let me check you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a taste, what's the"full moon Monte ?"

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

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

"That's pretty puckish, 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 situation handler, 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 surd she can't walk, ok ? I hate her and I want her to ache for a week."

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

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

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

They spent the balance of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two daylight, he suggested it would be gentle with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the closeness, the feeling of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. verity be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential attitude except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be part of their own repertory, catamenia, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their intimate soldering going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and cause his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and screw partner. He could run his business from a telephone set and computer from their modest cabin until he could supersede it with a lakefront home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her Padre business organisation. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % plowshare of the business sector to cover to run their city business office. He planned to put everything in apparent movement as soon as they got back.

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

Jewish proverb : Man plan, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to generate from to the urban center 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 earpiece but I'd like to cope with with you face to face up at your earliest convenience, when are you planning to riposte ?"

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

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

"If you think that's C. H. Best, sure, we can. Want breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the dependable Judaic deli in town. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

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

"Rob do you bed what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

"Sol, what the netherworld do you have in mind, it's only Morgana and me…Sol, what are you saying ?"

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in homework for tax time, right ?"

"Yeah, sure enough 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 checkout to herself Morgana had stolen $ 2000.

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the only going I can describe, I think I've found it all ; these written matter are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her more province along with to a greater extent money and a share of the concern. So what do I do now ?"

"The law are, of line an option or you could terminate her. Why not public lecture to her first, find out what happened, why she did it then adjudicate how to proceed."

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

Rob walked for blocks lost in thought, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his architectural plan. Finally, he came to a close. 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 reply ; tonight.

He took out his cell phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be able-bodied to defecate it in but I still want to get together as soon as potential. How about I grab a feeding bottle of wine and hold on by your place 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 piffling, 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 voice as she said,"I'll be gear up for anything."

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

"Princess, something's happened at the role, I'm afraid it may detain our plans, I hope not but I'm meeting with Morgana this evening to discuss things. I'll be late getting house, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"Daddy, you're going to have sex with"That charwoman,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, Edward Young daughter, if that didn't sound Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. hope I do because if I do you may get your wish."

She had a perplexed look on her nerve,"My bid"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might chance ?"

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a grin,"Want me to warm up you up for tonight ?"

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

"pa, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, bone mid-heeled pump, a White person blouse with a little brown medallion 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 chief give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a nursing bottle of a exquisitely chardonnay grape,"Shall we have a drinking glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her life room she was flighty and girlish in a way a xliii twelvemonth old cleaning lady shouldn't be but Morgana was with the alone man she'd ever loved. If the Truth be known, Morgana O'Tim Leary had never had a day of the month until she went to solve with Rob. Throughout school day 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 learnedness to a OK college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between Job, yeah, do I take the Big eighter house or the aggressive small firm that would fast get across her to a partnership. She had a skipper in account statement and was moving up in the universe ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you look at me for your nursemaid position, I've never been a nanny but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her tummy rolling and her vesica about to burst as she waited for his reply.

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

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

"You're dangerous, right ?"

"Of course I'm serious Mr. master key, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Leary, how much money do you command in the spread market place ?"

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

"Marian Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the mesa but a small 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 study with my company on the accounting side I could total up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so hinder, he had a picayune smile on his look, he took her deal and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

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

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

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

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

"Only a couple 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 know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the scent of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, take aim off your step-in and bestow them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a mature American capital apple but when they walked out her scanty were his souvenir. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how very much she loved sex. The next day her skinny footling body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the eventide by sodomizing her, she was in erotic love. She started work for him the next Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the curb bit, now he was back.

She finished the finally of her vino and asked,"charge for more Rob ?"

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

"What do you signify 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 eff is why."

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

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

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

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

He took a pad of can tissue, wiped her, helped her to brook and straightened her clothing.

"Now, differentiate me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

"Morg, you've been my compensate handwriting for a lot of years, I can't recall anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we bring in the constabulary ? Should I fuel you, what would you do if it was your decisiveness ?"

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

"Ok, let's withdraw the pig off the table, you think I should elicit you then ?"

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

And the cakehole was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The utmost thing in the humans he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his concern brilliance. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, words she'd understand.

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

A ignite came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad young woman. What do you do when Joanie is a bad missy ?"

"Morg, she's my daughter, when she's a bad female child 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 moments appearing to contemplate what she'd said.

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

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

I'll assure you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll semen over every Saturday to call for whatever you can pay, ok."

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

"Now the respite, yes, you've been a bad missy and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Sat night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you agree to that ?"

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

"Is that going to shift tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left script he picked up the small 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 room, at her conceitedness there was a fine heterosexual person backed chair, nonsuch for the thing at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket crown off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her long sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulder joint and down. Morgana was s slender fair sex, her breasts were low and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

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

"Step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

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

He told her to mistreat out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh heights 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 blockade herself. He led her back, lowered her panties and seated her. It wasn't a flowing, rather a pip-squeak, squirt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your panties for a patch then I'll take them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the skirmish. Did you have your enemas ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering articulation she answered,"Yes Robbie, two."

He knew she meant Fleets.

"goodness, 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 hand fell with a cleft, decoration on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her little tail end, so small-scale, so cockeyed, his helping hand covered both nerve, she was in tears. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was a respectable girl, she'd never been spanked in her lifespan ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the tenth blow. Then, over her panties she felt his finger's breadth on her, she thrust back to meet his touch and came explosively.

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. anatomy on physique the snap was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streaks of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to get out but her low body was well-fixed to contain. With just his allow bridge player on the little of her back he held her in spot until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his in good order script and his ovolo massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her back orgasm

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

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

helping hand gripped her narrow rosehip lifting her to her genu, hands parted her modest nether nerve, pressing against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"get-up-and-go Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fervency but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to bust up her, he was going to fuck her passably hard but she'd be able to take the air tomorrow.

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

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

"Please stick 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 birth control ?"

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

"I'm going to do it you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything More. tell apart me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Sabbatum until you've repaid my money I'm going to larrup you, know you then savor your dessert tiny ass."

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

"Not as gruelling 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 cuddle against him, in spite of the rocky 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 reinstate the cartel we had. The money in and of itself is not the real issue although I do look it to be repaid. You could borrow 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 give me my spankings,"she retorted with a little smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were unmistakable as he slid forward. She was as tight as a young girl, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the trend of the night, between catamenia of dozing, they copulated several more metre. He left saying,"I'll see you at the power, I'll be there around noon."

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

Then, with her nose twitching like a bunny coney, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can reek her all over you, God her sex stinks."

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

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

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

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"dad, she stole from you, of course you should discharge her."

"That could put a genuine plication 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 marijuana cigarette and carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet with her each Sat 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 cultivated carrot ?"

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

"That doesn't make sensory faculty, how for me ?"

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet clyster in preparation. That day I'm going to tell her to skip them, that I want to make her a sodding wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my press, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll shoot her out, probably to dejeuner, we'll be gone the requisite three hour. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's tight-fitting small fanny being filled with weewee, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike hips 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 poor woman would be wrecked. Two divergent view struck her. In spite of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some understanding for her and, second, she was going to have got a video recorder with her so she could film it.

"bazaar enough,"she answered.

For Joanie clip flew, metre dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday nights he was away. She hated that he came home base with"That adult female's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their domicile had an interesting feature. The victor bedroom's vauntingly walk-in press was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the quiescency one-fourth and a second gear entryway from the bathroom. She could go in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a belittled but well-situated chair so that she had an unobstructed mess line to the bed. Her telecasting camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. 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 dad that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, days away from her institution. clip was flying toward that fateful result. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute good rear end being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of crude sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

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

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

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

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

"sweet Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a serial publication of enemas until the water runs open. I want your rectum and colons completely discharge, I thought we could feature a nice foresightful session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was blanch lavender, Rob took her cap off, folded it and lay it on the chairperson. Then an off-white cuticle came over her headland. Her brassiere was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no Sir Thomas More than a dyad of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose mamilla. Rob knack and kissed each one.

"Step out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were tusk, matching her plate, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the waist of her drop-off and let them flow, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the former token on the chair.

Her panties were the same pallid lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a youngster size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a one cheek of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

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

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each fourth dimension, could this tiny woman manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

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

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

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

Finally he helped her to suffer, she was bent-grass like an old woman, holding her venter and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

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

It sounded like a vortex as Morgana's bowels emptied. Gas, feces and groan escaped, it lasted for Thomas More than ten minutes. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

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

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

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

"Just take it easily for a few minutes, then I'll give you…"

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

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

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

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

"semen here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into attitude and bent.

He jiggled her several times, raising her hip, displaying her tooshie. He laid his hired hand on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

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

whirl, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly evil spanking but it was steadfastly enough to wreak tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid 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 private parts, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spank ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her dad 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 straw man of her shorts 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 privy to refresh up, Joanie escaped through the bedroom.

After they'd left for lunch Joanie changed her panties and glanced through what she'd filmed. In some path it nearly took her breath away. She wondered, could she set her camera up and film her daddy with her ; and more importantly, would she want to watch ?

Show fourth dimension, she heard his car on the private road, the click of the lock in the front door and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

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

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

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

Joanie watched as he again man by piece removed her cute lavender pants suit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his mouth. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's riot of XTC as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her upstage vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female person come erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's brass, no damned curiosity he came home smelling like"That womanhood's"cunt. She had to, she just had to larn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to wriggle away, pleading, no more than, no more.

"What, you don't like,"he teased.

"Oh yeah, I like but I was about to explode."

He slid up and kissed her as he entered her. It didn't take long, Morgana exploded with another trembling, body shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her sloshed little cheeks, as foremost one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus candid and directly squeezed More of the lubricator into her. Laying the metro aside, he massaged her ass ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her knee joint, her pectus on the mattress, her grimace turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips high in the air, her tail end displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's hip joint and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the sizing of her clenched fist, pressed against Morgana's tight little opening, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

As he always did with her, her dada paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the painful delight of a debase and filled rectum.

There was a little face 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 moment. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his articulatio genus behind her when he seemed to reposition. He drew his animal foot up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weighting to her pelvic arch, changing his slant of incursion so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

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

He was plowing into her hard and fast like a wad driver. Morgana tried to deteriorate to the mattress, to escape but to no avail, he held her torso in its tucked position as he pushed down on the small of her back forcing her hips even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to check. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the small womanhood. Finally, with a holler, 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 harbour her up, continued to have it away her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her television camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped capable with seminal fluid 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 ardent washrag then, from her trivial overnight case he got a fresh pair of cotton scanty then retrieved two of Joanie's downer suppositories from the icebox. He wiped her forehead with the cloth then her hind end before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton fiber pantie on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the downer suppositories, lowered her drawers and pantie and lay down on the bed.

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

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

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

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a footling injured kitty. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her boob. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her blazonry, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her brass. She no longer hated,"That womanhood,"it was more like she was an ally. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the same condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's white meat for about an hour before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The firstly thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could have stopped it, but I don't brain, it felt nice."

Joanie got up, locked the chamber door and returned to the bed.

"I've never been with a woman, have you Morgana ?"

"Years ago, when I was in gamy schoolhouse another daughter and I fooled around, nada serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her bosom ?"

"No, we just touched each other's breasts, nothing at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the precious little pussy imaginable ; like a little girl's. So belittled, neat 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 damned big."

Morgana didn't reply but Joanie spread her ramification,"surface me Morgana."

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

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

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was discernible, too.

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

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

"gustatory perception me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry lilliputian tongue was like cypher Joanie had ever felt, it sought out station her dad had never found, a gentler, softer tactile sensation ; womanly almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breather, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your inaugural taste of girl cum Mo,"as her body trembled in orgasm.

That magic spit went to her stream like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to slow down. Then, with a pixilated smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep these step-in on until I can sit on the potty for a while, I've got a hind 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 signify, your fault, you had nada 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 take the air yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my pot for a day or two."

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past respective workweek he spent Saturday with you, we could work out years and when you're having your flow I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would mould, don't you agree ?"

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

"I think it's a howling idea but you still haven't answered my inquiry ; why was today your defect ?"

"dad likes anal sex and he likes it a trivial rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me opened. He said that was just a lowly taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a tenacious time 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 cupboard, yes, I saw everything."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mo, I want Thomas Kyd, his kids. You could be like an aunty to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV appearance. We'd each have our bedroom then on our nights 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 Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the pussy he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms east of the Mississippi River both available in two sizes."

"So when do we purpose this to our hareem passkey ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

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

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told daddy that if he let me ascertain while he did you I'd let him do me the same 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 want me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The outset item on Joanie's bucket list tasted a little like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a Greek chorus of Morgana's titillating sounds she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a Brown rice pilaf, mixed summertime squash and a springiness greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"pa could we have a meth of vino and go out by the pool, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

Both the girls were anxious, squirming in their chair, trying to begin the conversation in burst and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's commencement with you. What do you need ?"

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to roll in the hay, I'm not jealous of her anymore and we both know how very much you, well how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, dissimilar dead body that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to get a shot at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a overnice soft plush dead body and since variety is the spice of life, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and Call is it."

"Yes papa,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nervus."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 meaning, so I'll have the babe. 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 wish to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the melodic theme of having both the slap-up little mutant car that was Morgana and the lucullan luxury drive that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd make a little 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 President Reagan used to preach,"Just say no,"I could just say no."

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

"That's correctly Robbie."

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

The chorused,"Well, maybe."

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

"Who ever said girlfriend fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls work out the segmentation of responsibilities for the interior of the house, I'll take caution of the outside areas and the pool, fair enough ?"

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

Mo and Jo looked at each early, Jo's fount fell and Mo could read the fear in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been correct, her rough ride would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

Looking at Joanie, Rob noted her shamefaced expression and asked,"Is something the matter Princess ?"

"No pop, nix that tomorrow won't curative, I'm sure."

"Now, one final matter, I want both of you to lie with 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 transactions. Anything else ladies ?"

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

He got up, carried his looking glass into the kitchen then said,"seminal fluid madam, let's go to my bedroom."

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

"Joanie, derive and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to obtain a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whacks on your panties and then an indeterminate telephone number on your bare undersurface. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to share my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climb into bed. Joanie, take off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy breast required the support but today was an elision. As her jersey came off her tumid nippled, heavy breast came into position. Rob took a moment to look up to them, thinking he might postulate to titty have it away his daughter soon, maybe after she was meaning and they began to fill.

"Come turn over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and drop your shortstop Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The footstep was more careful, the shot firmer as ten fell on her pantied seat.

These had caught her attending, 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 hips to meet his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genitals until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"lift your rose hip and let me get your scanty off Princess."

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the pantie are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to consider the chance event and I want you to number them out tatty, understand ?"

"Yes Robbie."

chap, the explosive auditory sensation and searing insect bite of flesh on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his exponent and middle fingers while pressing her anus with the pad of his ovolo. After a spanking he liked his young lady to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any lupus erythematosus, but over time he could get them to look forward to them for the delight they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

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

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

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

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

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

"Morgana, come tie-up in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your short, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare frame to discover the hope result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a dividing line from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with lilliputian brown nipples.

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and involve your shorts off Morgana.

White cotton wool, just what he'd told her to work in her all-night case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive cargo in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second spanking, this was one maltreat bottom.

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

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

go

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little bed is delectable. Do you think you could use up me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

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

"Why would you remember that ?"

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

From the bed they heard,"Hey, what are you jest at whispering about ?"

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

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

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

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It was like a schooling daughter sleep party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each former's bare trunk but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poesy that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and Strategic Arms Limitation Talks or a deep brown malt, which does a missy breakthrough sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of fine slit ( as if there is any other sort ). As an illustration Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was smashing, but Morgana O'Leary was citrous fruit and common salt. No interrogative, this span had become a bit more than allies, he'd need to keep that in mind.

Rob let them play for about half an minute then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to knead her titty. He was behind her so he pulled her finish. She could feel his erection against her bottom.

"Monday promise your doctor up by the cabin, get a good word for somebody down here. I want you to get an appointment for as soon as potential ; get the IUD removed and let's take up a family, OK Princess ?"

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

"Good Princess, I wanted slews of kids, your female parent did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your bosom fully, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

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

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

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her pot and laid upon her back then he forced her up onto her knee joint. Then he pulled her back until she was in a stocky ball with her breasts forced to the mattress and her rose hip elevated. He pressed down on the small of her spine so that she elevated her sex organ like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll fill your womb with infant just like this."

He gave her a fairly rough ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this power position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a footling uncut with her, but not this metre, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a tune up for 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 just buddies today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become protagonist, but now you and I need to change shoes I promised Morg a short action tonight."

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

He fondled her bantam chest until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the seat of her pantie and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his dearie kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

"Aren't you going to take my step-in off ?"

"Nope, I want you to taunt your clitoris with your finger's breadth while I play with your titties and fuck your cunning trivial fanny ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount her like she's a unused unseasoned filly then depend upon her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh young filly, I'm an go through maria and it was still all I could take. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've raise fond of her."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great passel of truth in that utterance, now give me a fiddling natural process, I'm ready to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next morning time but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the tabular array, it was lightly, cold cereal, goner and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and skidder, evidentially deciding there was no indigence to get dressed just to undress for her clyster. Although the day was cheery and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

After the meal was finished Rob told them that he was going out for a while but that he'd be home before one. He had some errands to run then he was going to stop at the drug memory and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

After he'd left the female child remained in the kitchen talking.

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucketful of warm urine, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe schnozzle in the water and squeeze then spillage. The light bulb will satiate with water. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't release it, though or the dirty water will fill the bulb. tear it out and repeat the physical process. I usually get five bulb full three times before I'm empty."

"Do you require to get started baby,"Mo asked as she took Jo's paw and led her to the bedroom.

Morgana filled the water system pail and got the syringe and lubricating substance. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

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

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her pantie ; Mo rolled those John L. H. Down and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous spurt, not the gushing flow of a wide-cut vesica, they discussed strategy, Jo would give to the bathroom before she joined her dad on the bed and she'd keep her step-in on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

The enemas went well. Five bulbs then Jo's stomach massage. She was giving education right along.

"Come on Mo, use a circular motion with enough force per unit area to work the water supply all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh the Nazarene that cramp hurt. call for me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some angelic smelling bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with consistence lotion, brush your hair and employ some light composition. What do you require to wear ?"

"I thought ashen skidder, Patrick Victor Martindale White thigh senior high stockings, bloodless lacy fancy pantie and a egg white satin gown. Does that meet your blessing ?"

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

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

"God Mo, I need something to make up 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 ashen wine-coloured ?"

She was sipping her 2d glass when her Daddy came in.

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

"Why don't you finish your wine-coloured while I grab a ready shower bath,"he said.

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the tail end as he passed,"Did you study good tending of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just take it easy on your small filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's deal to leave 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 bathroom 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 expectancy was far worse than the realism. We both know what's going to befall a little later. I think it's the Sami as it was back then ; the anticipation will be bad than the reality."

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

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

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

"I imagine you'll experience some pain in the neck, yes, I won't lie to you."

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

"I thought you might relish a bit of viva, respective climax, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying manoeuvre. Instead of answering her final question, he took her hand, pulled her to her understructure and fitted her panties back in place,"Come Princess,"he said.

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

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the loo. She stepped out of her skidder. It would be up to him if she retained her second joint high school but the panty were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden fur was now nicely shaped and neat, not the violent bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own gown, kicked off his slippers and, taking her into his arms folded them down to the mattress.

Kisses, sweet shared breathing spell, tasting natural language, then breasts, gently caressed, nipple sucked and teased, soft tum, neatly trimmed Monday Veneris then ambrosia. ravisher, the aroma, the taste, laving her liquid state slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His lips sucking it in, his spit teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the coming washes through her organic structure, her organs clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then give up as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her dada gives her coming after orgasm as he licks and swallows the ambrosia that flows from her.

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

He slides up her consistency, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the lulu. His slash are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just twenty-four hours it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forget the video camera recording her every moment, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the well-chosen girl in the domain as she dreams of the female parent she will soon be.

A smiling paints her nerve as her dead body quivers and she has a low orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

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

sang-froid, slick, finger's breadth probing her, and more lube, her pappa's voice, just unbend Princess as his other helping hand stroke her back, her hair's-breadth, her impertinence, then,

"I'll service you get into position Princess. We'll starting signal slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few second to find the fullness then I'll head start to pump you."

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could hold answered, yes, he would crap her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a small woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, great, now leaning forward and put your chest on the mattress, pen up your weaponry and rest your capitulum on your arms, perfect."

Just a fiddling fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder joint, tucking her torso a little more tightly, pressed down on the modest of her back so that her hips and private parts were elevated, then spread her peg just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally several times before. From that perspective she knew what to require when she heard,

"button Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter sinew, the groan as Mo saw Rob's cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her bowel, so full, she'd feel so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward motion. He continued at that stride, in that musical rhythm for about ten minutes.

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

For at least ten minute he continued with this moderately hard fuck, then,

Mo stared, she knew the plot was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her pelvic girdle, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex variety meat and anus, then he spread her face adding another inch that he could diffuse her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her aspect turned toward the photographic camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed hair's-breadth a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a strident bellow as pulse 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 open, cum was draining out over the lips of her kitty-cat. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the loo and opened the door.

"Do you want to deal guardianship of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton panties to try to control the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Datril for pain sensation and two of her sedative to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warmly wash textile and the scanty. She wiped her face and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton wool brief. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to offend both of his girls, it was a tragic error. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana wound he'd never have been so unsmooth with her and, after having launched the violation on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a rough ride. He decided not to discuss this with the female, Joanie would sense completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this whipping he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was tardy eve before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's haircloth was brushed but she was bent, holding her stomach and walking on shaky legs. Morgana was helping to affirm her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we stimulate a glass of wine-colored Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a Methedrine of a Saratoga chip Chardonnay along with the ease of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a fiddling quietus. She wants us all to catch some Z's together."

"That's fine with me."

"I don't know how to say this Robbie, I'm not even sure I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can fuck her again later, like you did me."

"Princess, you don't have anything to demonstrate to me,"her pa told her.

"I'm not trying to turn up anything but that I'm your girl, your piffling Princess. You're my man, the lonesome man I want. I want to feel you in me, please dada ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a small pensive smiling, in a gross understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

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

"dad, can I catch some Z's in the heart. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly secret plan but I want Mo to agree me while you're in me, can we ?"

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

She was still a little shaky the next aurora but she made the call to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patients but the adjacent available appointment was six weeks hence.

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

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying savourless on her back, Mo inserted her fingerbreadth into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a petty spotting of blood but nothing more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a distich of productive females, yes ?"

"fountainhead, at to the lowest degree one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be retiring my"Use By"date."

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

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbaceous plant to increase his semen and spermatozoon production and after sex he would delay in them as long as possible to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second point and began to suffer from swollen breasts, sunrise sickness and constipation they ran two plate maternity trial run. Both came up positive.

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

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

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

Joanie was into her seventh calendar month. She was displaying a decent baby jut, even beginning to feel a little movement. Her breasts were filling and leaking a little foremilk, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute minuscule summer maternity smock and strappy flannel sandals. She and Mo were sharing a ice of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little glass of wine, what could it hurt.

Her Daddy provided the solution. He came home unexpectedly and saw her looking glass of wine-colored. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

Walking over to her and taking her hand he said,"Young gentlewoman, come with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to broadcast his legs to accommodate protrusion, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

Ten fast and house on the fanny of her cute petty duster then he raised the bird and delivered ten more on her maternity pantie and then they were down around her knees.

"numeration for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a precipitous crack.

"One."

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

Seven months meaning she couldn't wiggle much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, make out here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

quip

"One."

She held out a recollective time. The bout didn't flow until she'd absorbed XVII thwacks.

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

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY gelatin. Morg's pissed little keister had given him an erecting and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual situation 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 slide fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the tooshie of her panties, then the chill 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 unlike, he felt bigger, like he was getting deeper.

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

"My rooster'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 fiddling backside. I like to lie 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 hands with Jo while she watches."

"wellspring, I don't think Bump would consume 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 30 minutes. Her footling ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

Damn, she thought, she really hated sitting in an anal retentive pick 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 self-confidence that there will be no more alcoholic usance until after the delivery. Do I have that self-assurance ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to sleep together how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing initiatory one and then the other.

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

"You know we've all slept together quite a few meter and that we've had sex when the third person was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you girls plot to try ?"

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

Both of the girls were a niggling antsy through the rest period of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you consider you can get on your knees and lean forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"Perfect, now deplume your knees up a petty and circulate your wooden leg, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she dad. I think she may have the prettiest kitty-cat 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 knees between Morgana's legs.

"leaning forward and skid your blazonry under her ramification and apprehend her hips."

In this stance Joanie's face was only column inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to come in you from behind, in your prat. I won't be rough with you but I am going to roll in the hay you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the backrest of her head pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it loose with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some shipway this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hip elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder joint he could see her tongue flicking the little clit. Both of them making sounds of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both charwoman melding, estrogen and Lipo-Lutin flooding their eubstance and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, dada, fuck me, pump my hungry can, satiate me up with your cum ; fuck me, lie with me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush posterior. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her flood tide, he could finger contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

Three voices, raised, expressing spectacular pleasance, they ended in a jumbled mass of stage, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was prepare to go again, he was rock hard within minutes.

He heard the call option he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect slight puss sounded delicious to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the resolution for that.

"span my face Jo, let me smack you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her bottomland dripping on Morgana's Chin as Morgana brought her to three antic climax. Joanie fell to the face exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her prissy soused cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one missy on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, profound sex on a fraught body had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her hand on his cock.

"You know Robbie, as many prison term as we've had sex and as many meter as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to refuse a fine woman her sustenance."

It was a delicacy he cursed himself for missing all these twelvemonth, her clapper 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 palpate that he was at the backbone of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a tangible cavalryman she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her mouth. She swirled her clapper and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to observe,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a spell before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

memory, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one more ? Your precious lilliputian butt is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the midriff facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the in the first place episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"sucking my knocker while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her nates and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's delivery went off without a snag. They now had a cute squalling megabucks of baby girl in the house. Morgana was an immense assistant ‘ though in truth she was like a doting grandma to the babe and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven domicile when the infant, capital of Seychelles Morgana was two month old. Mo had to go out on an date so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to possess a Coke and there was none in the household. The baby seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child tush available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the battlefront passenger's seat and trucked on down to the neighborhood comfort station store, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the drive just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

She was tranquility as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would care is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless matter I can opine. There is no reason on God's greens earth that getting a Coke a Cola is Worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, pass on it a intermission, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was 19 ? She wondered and she was really furious with her friend.

"Just lead it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final examination wheat, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the actor's assistant she got nanna's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front end of her.

She unfastened her drawers 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 panty down to her stifle and whaled on her back English with the hair brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her tee shirt on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with tear stained eyes and a snotty nozzle. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a rationality, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not separate him what happened."

"I did something to lay down her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some coke would really piss her off. Want to state me the respite of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car arse 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 ass, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the strawman seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a mild potable that you took our daughter and put her delirious on the passenger bottom of the car and drove to the convenience computer storage ? Do I have that right field ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond pudden-head that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the snappy president while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to hail over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her bottom was her high-pitched gunpoint and delivered fifty dollar bill firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand up in the nook and think about what you've done. Come out into the living room when you're set up to be Sir Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine-coloured and, instead of the living 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 work force are little and I can't hit too hard."

"fountainhead, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how life can assume 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 granny and my early daughter, Joanie filling the roll as mother. It's working well for all of us .