Friday evening, the firstly week of June and I was totally decompress. I'd met a Friend for dinner and a crapulence or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's Mark, rocks with just a splash of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an consequential calendar week, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pridefulness in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen old age ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My sister girl was nursing at her mother's breast, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fatal learning ability aneurysm and I was left a widower and the exclusive caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for fellow feeling, but, truth be told I did consume help. My mother came to stay with me for three invaluable calendar month. She took burster of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and alteration babies and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of sopor. Mom would possess liked to stay longer but my father's wellness had taken a turn for the defective and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

well, nanny might he understating her obligation and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very of import somebody in Joanie's and my life. First she helped with tike care then her duties evolved. My business enterprise is brokerage, I buy, sell and happen point for others and Mo functions as my office manager now. She's just a couplet of yr one-time than I, a lilliputian on the slender side ( take skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears shabu that are unflattering and eschews constitution ; in former words she makes no elbow grease to make herself appealing but, none the lupus erythematosus, after that initiative night and after she'd been with me for several years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to remind myself that she was a beast between the sheets and blessed with the blotto pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a job relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the week and always on the weekends for our peculiar Saturday nights.

After we ended our kinship, my sex biography went to hell in a handwriting field goal but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to occupy the nihility. She liked to tease me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing boob against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute ass a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied bottom as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a niggling vacation cottage in the mass situated on the loveliest tarn this side of meat of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely terrific workweek in June of each year Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are woods for tramp, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small motorboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for at leisure explorations of the epithelial duct and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine Maker's Mark when the jangle of my phone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with acquaintance planning to go to a bonfire for a"Start of summer"party, make fun some wiener, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a span of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my practiced Quaker since order schoolhouse, I'd been his advantageously man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his call was still a surprise ; I knew his employment schedule and he was on duty.

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

"nothing skilful, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come cream her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville road in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talk of the town there, not on the phone, OK ?"

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

At thirteen, the summer between mediate school and high schooltime I'd caught her and her girl drinking my beer and smoke cigarettes back behind the pool theatre. Then last class, at the beginning of her junior year there was the episode involving experimentation with marihuana and my Divine's Mark ; what would it be now ?

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

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could experience been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the compactness of the other attending officer was directed toward the two Guy. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a make love monger, marihuana and crack cocaine. He had a prat lighter out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the number one wood and his briny squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Dino Paul Crocetti 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 hunting of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand Charles Frederick Worth of tornado in Curry's purse. Joiner and Steve Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two rock 'n' roll wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their son of a bitch in the girls'bag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for self-control, 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 secure missy but this could stimulate gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a calendar month this sentence ; leave tomorrow dawn, maybe have a trivial detox seance and let her pass most of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ cause she won't be able to sit."

"My Guy, that might crop. And tell her Uncle Harry will put her in handcuff and leg branding iron if she does it again,"with a grin.

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

In my room I packed a bag with the article of clothing I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a modest grip with items I would or might need. From eighteen years experience there were sealed things that Joanie might call for. If she didn't feeling well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Datril, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a little young woman, in suppository sort, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a sopor aid and assistant with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course of instruction my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added grandmother's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hasheesh brown, altogether wheat toast, orange juice and coffee tree were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

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

When she came back she started,"dada, 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 set and, Princess, pack extra PJ's and scanty, you'll need them."

Big as dish antenna, her eyes,"What Daddy ?"

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

The drive to the cabin was placidity. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio, Classic land, but low, not intrusive. We stopped in town, got supply for a calendar week then drove on, it was darkening by the time we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the eventide was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a chamber and bathroom on the soil floor and a sleeping loft above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the attic unpacking, I suggested that she have a bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with onion and peppers then sautéed two perch fish fillet while spinach simmered.

Joanie was clad in a gown that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a snow, yes, a coke, God I wanted a maker's scrape 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 young lady it these stories is the most beautiful young woman in the world ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful miss in the Earth ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no incertitude scales in at a round 130. She has rather full breasts, a poofie bay window and a bottom made up of twin overweight earth distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those dope principal she'd been with, a target.

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

Dinner was a rather tranquillize social function. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apology and exculpation, how she'd not known about what"those hoi polloi"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, blah, blah."

I let her talk, through dinner, while I cleaned up afterwards, over java. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"pappa, you can't, I'm XVIII, an adult, you know. I could go to the law, couldn't I ?"

"Why not go to your Uncle Harry, he's the one that saved your cute buttocks, do you think that would assist you ?"

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

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

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

"Daddy, please, this is so awkward, don't lookout me."

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

"Oh papa, 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 test showed the presence of the cannabis but, give thanks God, nothing else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a president in the middle of the room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for lots besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please papa, 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 fuss. Already I heard a few bust ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. scanty were plain

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

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

"standpoint up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were untied but I ignored them as I lowered the undivided objet d'art. get-go her swollen breast then her puffy potbelly, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her pantie on because I thought it was more demeaning to her to consume me take them off, part of her penalty. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her hips. They lay on the base at her base as I began.

I started at the junction between her keister and her second joint then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her buttocks then back down.

cranny, crevice, crack, the resounding music of flesh meeting flesh. After about thirty whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, 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 blow her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a kettle of fish for a piece. It tied her in burl when she did something that upset me so a good deal that I punished her.

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

"daddy, can I sleep here tonight, I don't want to have to climb up to the loft ?"

I thought for a bit then said,"Ok Princess ; do you need something to assist you loosen up ?"

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

I got one of the sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's behind was a kaleidoscope of people of colour ; multiple spectre of red, violet, purple with just a tactual sensation of blue, shucks, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether cheeks. She was garden pink, a fuddled gang, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my index finger's breadth. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

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

How can she think, I thought. The lowest time I'd done it was just prior to her 5th birthday, over thirteen years ago.

"I'm sorry Princess but you're too old for me to do that."

When she was an baby I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my finger's breadth along her Venus crack, her puss back then it was nada to a greater extent than a pink vale, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her XVIII twelvemonth old self.

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

"Please,"she said as she opened her peg and guided my handwriting to her.

I let her, I didn't attempt to stop her nor did I take out away. My centre finger found her rut. I'd used my index finger when she was youthful but my middle finger was longer, better able to slip along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a child with just a small-scale immature puss. Her outer labia were puff up, her internal labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my legal tender ministrations then snuggled against me. indulgent gentle stertor, the sedative had taken core, she slept.

I didn't, no remainder for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't suffering anyone, blah, blah, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the human beings was unseasonable, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboo against incest had a practical intellect before the availableness of birthing mastery ; but no longer.

The birds and the bees talk, mother to daughter, father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more sense, mother to son, a charwoman who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a good and considerate lover ? And a Fatherhood to his girl, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teen across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

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

I took my script back, her slip on my finger. I brought it to my lips ; peach tree and pick ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grinning on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee percolating and Roger Bacon frying. Joanie stuck her headway into the sleeping room,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe 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 crustal plate on bacon, eggs and pledge then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for in conclusion dark Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"Touch me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses stern was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the former colours of the rainbow had faded. I rested my thenar on her sorely pervert bottom.

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

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

"Do you think you merit 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 set off wife was a cute Irish Gaelic jeune fille, short, a short pudgy and soft with strawberry blonde tomentum, full bosom and a plump seat ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump hind end. My mind wandered and I began to get an hard-on memory. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to leave a knock hand photographic 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 perfect rear end, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

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

"Probably, I probably do but you really don't need to, I swear I'll never do anything like that again. I was so scared in that car I'm glad the police 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 crowd cracker or drug trader from what Harry told me."

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

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

"Way, way over my point. Almost as soon as we left the company they fired up a couplet of juncture then the guy in the back tush with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na possess himself some fresh young white slit. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ sin yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black hawkshaw tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to pull my pants off when we got pulled over."

"You were favourable the copper 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 female child was going to watch. dada, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed uncollectible, more degrading that another girl was going to get her recoil watching it pass off, 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 pick out when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

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

"Let's finish breakfast and go for a walking around the lake, we can babble then, ok ?"

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

one-half way up she turned her mind, our oculus met and she gave me a little smile,"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 fitting shorts, tee shirt and a pair of stool pigeon ; I was waiting at the undersurface 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 direct the conversation. It had been a fearful experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from examination and arrest her fear had been transferred to another component part of her soma. He'd saved her virginal pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent assessment of her dilemma, as survive night had proven.

"God, I was so pillock, so blame pudden-head ; pappa, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, Brigham Young people make dolt misunderstanding but that's a big voice of erudition, of maturing. I know aught like this will ever chance again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the Ellen Price Wood. We spotted a escape of duck coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a trivial recent for their northward migration, it was ahead of time June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a patch of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

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

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

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

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her mouth she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My piffling Princess might be a Virgo the Virgin but it was apparent that she had some experience at oral.

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

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

"Oh pappa, are you going to make me pee in a cup again ?"

"Princess, we'll be testing every day while we're here."

Back inside I told her to go into the toilet and get make while I got her cup and examination strip.

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

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

I was holding her by the articulatio coxae, I unzipped her drawers and let them return to her feet.

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

I gave her ten moderately strong knock on her panties then bared her arse and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and English asking if she'd like to lie down for a niggling while..

"will you hold me papa ?"She asked.

"Of course of action Princess."

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

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

"pappa how come you broke up with Morgana and don't appointment anymore ?"

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

She smiled,"Like me, I was really catty 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."

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

"Nosey small thing, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"And ?"

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

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

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your implements of war. 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 glad it didn't happen. I felt you today and you're so big, I know you would have hurt me."

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

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

Joanie caught her breath,"daddy, will it spite ?"She asked.

"Probably a lilliputian,"he replied."Do you desire to bump out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"contact me dada, please touch sensation me."

Her breast were milklike Edward D. White capped with small pink nipples.

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

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one pap then the former Joanie her low gear orgasm not brought by her own hand. His manus cupped her plump bottom of the inning as he kissed over her cushy tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to meet him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juice flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet jet. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her peg back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingerbreadth 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 hurt baby."

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

Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a teardrop 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 sword lily he'd given Joanie a duo of sexual climax with his tongue, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to relax and accept the invasion of her young dead body. Her branch wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to meet his shot. speech sound emanated from deep in her pharynx as she cooed.

"shag me dad, have it off your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me good, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and fast Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of repressed ejaculate into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian thermionic valve, searching for a fertile egg.

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

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

"commodity. I do want to stimulate 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.

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

"Sit on me and take me in."

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

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

Her wax breasts, her poofie little tummy, her ruddy gold streamlined hide and, most of all her alluring face smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into townspeople. We had tiffin, picked up a few more groceries and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several Plan B oral contraceptive and some scented lubricant. The pills for immediate use, of course of action but the lube was for later, if my fiddling Princess was going to be my woman more was in store as far as her sexual breeding was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my girl from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be bequeath ? We'd see.

On the drive back we discussed nascency control methods. The design B pills were a hitch gap cadence, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

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

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

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

I told her that she'd want to bathe before we left and that she should hold out wearable that was wanton to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the test. Most would be modus operandi, checking her heart beat, auricle, nose, throat and eyes then it would get more invasive with a vaginal test, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the Dr. felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might stick her fingers 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 foresighted tail cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the doctor's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

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

The Dr. was exceptional as she explained what she was going to do each footprint of the way.

Two finger into her vagina then vibration of her ovaries, introduction of a speculum and a pap smear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the mo in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

As the medico withdrew her fingers and shed her glove she gave Joanie a smiling.

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

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

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

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

"Almost done dear,"she said.

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

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

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

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up engagement for two workweek hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might get some cramping. If so, just take an over the counter painful sensation backup ; Phenaphen, Motrin or such and rest a bit.

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

"I mean Daddy, she had her digit up me as far as she could go checking my uterus and cervix uteri from the back side, ick."

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

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

We'd left early for Joanie's doc's appointee so we'd skipped her good morning number. 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 active she should be off the lure for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the bathroom and tested. Very low spirit level of THC but still present.

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

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

"Do you want some Phenaphen,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lube in you, I'm going to have to keep my finger's breadth in you ‘ til your brawn grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

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

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

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

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my adult female, she wants to feature my baby and inhabit as my wife. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could consume respective children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college training, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final tryout but that might be hard. She'd reacted badly to the Doctor's penetration and my cock was one hellava lot bad than her svelte finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"feeling better Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we work 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 garb, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a couplet of brightness slipper she was nude under her robe.

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

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

She had a trembling, explosive climax then a instant and third. As I brought her off for the Forth River sentence she was pleading for me to block up, wailing in a abominable joy. She was too spiritualist to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a bit. Her favorite position.

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

She was out of breather as she crawled up adjacent to me.

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her sleep and recuperate for a few minutes 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 schoolgirlish red coral pink,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the pure twat, damn this feels so good. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to pass off harder, more rapidly.

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

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

Her normal auditory sensation had changed. She was panting like a modest bitch being ridden by a big German sheepman, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive groan after another as Rob pounded her puss with the fucking of her life history then with a holla he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

He rode her John L. H. Down to the mattress where she lay, dazed and vitreous eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her dinge body, caressing her sides and nates, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to fuck me to end, you felt so big in me. My pitiful little cunt's so sore but at to the lowest degree I know what Morgana got."

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

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

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

"What do you entail, ‘ closing curtain,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a single finger along her crack he saw the realization and fear New York minute in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"training mostly, she'd realize herself clean and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a get down repast the Night before then enemas respective hours before."

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

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

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

They dropped the subject and over the next two weeks nothing more was said. Their sex aliveness was frequent and active, exploring various positions. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from backside. She liked the tactile property of the supernumerary in or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her hard. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of meter on her soft tush, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first clock time he used his knife on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to jump off up but he held her down feather and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a digit to her clitoris he could bring her to climax that way.

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

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

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two week had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The followup appointment found no job. Joanie was ok for a yr unless something adverse happened.

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

Joanie's urine was open, she was no longer forced to kick in him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

After their light supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. viva then cowgirl followed by a slow legal tender missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the eve spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single poach egg, one slash of toast, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an inauspicious feeling. She was wearing only her skidder, a pair of step-in and her robe.

The salad last night, 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.

"pa,"she rasped.

As he turned to bet at her he saw her concern ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bath, took her slippers, panty and gown and eased her into the tub.

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

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

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

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

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

"I want my robe,"she said.

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

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

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

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him circulate her cheeks and introduce 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 pee deeper, up her descending colon, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

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

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

He could hear the dab of faecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his piddling girl's moans. When it was finally quiesce 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 minuscule three medulla oblongata insertion and she was running clear.

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

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to wait three minute after your clyster,"glancing at his spotter 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 honest with her.

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

"Oh dad,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite associate with light meal and enema, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to rest but in her exhausted country she was sleeping within minutes.

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

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

first-class honours degree one finger then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincters then more lube. He helped her to lie succeeding to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery part answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her hips and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack cocaine various times then guided it to her opening.

"push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The oral sex of his peter split her sphincters and he was in her.

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to loosen up. Jesus of Nazareth, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the unspoiled 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 paper were tender and, as a Virgo she was being stretched to accommodate his cinch. That's why he wanted her several times this initiative day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would arrive next.

Joanie continued to groan and sob then suddenly she tried to twist out from under him.

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

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

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no feeling in the humanity like a untested girl's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight traction of her sphincter muscle muscular tissue 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 unaffixed each time to come prison term. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to flex those muscles to squeeze and masturbate him and he could represent a little rougher.

"Tighten up, squeeze me, assist 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 beat spewed into her, he thought he'd never break off cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a quart into her yet he stayed in her until he'd softened. As he fell out he could see that she was dripping, she had a huge anal cream pie.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"early girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so supple with her small little butt, I always felt I had to subscribe to it easy with her. I like plump prat, like mummy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was green-eyed but no more. I'm your girl now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't creative thinker watching."

"Really, why ?"

"Daddy, I know what it feels like, maybe I'd like to see what it looks like."

"We'll see."

"Just reckon about it."

They'd been resting for about an hour 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 hips he said,"We're going to try a different placement this time."He rolled her onto her cover with her hips on the pillow so that her bottom was elevated.

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

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to pull out them back toward her chest, adding,"Remember to advertise 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 deep 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 white meat and leaned forward to osculate her.

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

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

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

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

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

As he watch she closed her middle and a small smiling played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was acute Daddy."

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

"My misfortunate bottom's sore but my minuscule pussy's sure happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with crisp and Brassica oleracea acephala slaw Joanie said,"That positioning was kinda neat, how we could watch each early's faces, see each other's optic. Is that your favorite position ?"

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

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her flavour my persuasiveness, all of my length and girth, giving her a boisterous 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 ready for that. I like to play hard, I'd injury you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The delay wasn't long. He took her hired hand and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her skidder, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her step-in off.

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

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

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her leg he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the wax flavour in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few fourth dimension then he started to turn her.

She thought he was going to move 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 other massaged her abdomen.

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

He continued to restrain her abject tum, then taking her mitt and guiding it to her stomach low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's live and hungry for some to a greater extent Princess. Now give yourself some fingers and maybe we can get off together."

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his cover when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pink pussycat 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 crimson red tip of her clit between her lips.

She couldn't keep her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his question and pounded her pussy against his lip until she came with a rush and flush of tasty, lemonlike peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"Well, take the things off the dresser and tilt the mirror a slight, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to see next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head 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 lubricate you, can you see my bridge player ?"

He fingered her not quite so mingy small ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

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

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

Once he'd gotten the oral sex in her she sat down with a cold-shoulder groan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, leaning forward just a little, I want to see me in you, let me admire your grotesque ass. mount me, I want to see it going in and out."

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

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

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

"Lie two-dimensional and go 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 expert view.

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

After gliding along her chap several times he centered on her.

"get-up-and-go Princess."

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

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

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

"Feel full phase of the moon Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it feel good ?"

"It feels sorta like the cramps 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 finger me."

Once her manus was in place he scooted higher on her spinal column so his penetration 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 cranny wider, going deeper than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her deep, hard and fasting for several minutes. He moans had turn to lament, her mother fucker to a bawling cry as her bust flowed.

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

She tightened down as best she could, it was difficult with the severely driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the estrus as he roared and his ejaculate flooded her bowel.

punter, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as deep. He stayed in her until his testicle were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his arms, instead she curled into the fetal locating with her rear to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to receive a small gustatory perception of what rough drama is like."

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

He had. She was sweaty, her haircloth was a disheveled mess, her heart were swollen and binge stained trailing black streaks over her face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, recherche in fact.

"cum here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a penchant, what's the"full phase of the moon Monte ?"

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

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

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

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my post manager, an significant employee to me, I hope you can understand."

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

"God girl, what do you want."

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

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

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

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

They spent the balance of their clock time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two daytime, he suggested it would be easier with a two dry quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that hypnotism. She liked the intimacy, the tone of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential position 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 repertoire, period, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all beginner and daughter but where was their intimate bonding going. Joanie wanted to be as Rob's married woman and have his shaver and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more bonk and make out partner. He could run his business from a telephone set and information processing system from their modest cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront house. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a tangible plus to her male parent business sector. Rob decided he'd give her a rise and a 10 % share of the business to continue to run their metropolis office. He planned to put everything in gesture as soon as they got back.

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

Jewish proverb : Man program, God laughs.

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

"Rob, I think there is a problem. It's not something I want to get into over the phone but I'd like to converge with you face to look at your earliest contraption, when are you planning to repay ?"

"I'll be back tomorrow eventide previous then I'm meeting with Morgana in the morning, how about lunch ?"

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

"If you think that's best, for 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 unspoilt Jewish delicatessen in town. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

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

"Rob do you jazz what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a word no man of affairs ever wants to watch. It's synonymous with misappropriation and that's what has occurred in your office."

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

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

"Yeah, sure Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this data but, I hope you understand, I don't find 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 Sir Thomas More responsibility along with more money and a percentage of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of grade an option or you could force out her. Why not talk to her first, discover out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

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

Rob walked for blocking lost in thought, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his design. Finally, he came to a conclusion. Maybe he could salvage Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her reception ; tonight.

He took out his electric cell phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's fare up ; I won't be able to ca-ca it in but I still want to get together as soon as potential. How about I grab a bottleful of wine and stop by your office around eight, would that lick for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

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

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

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

There was a grin in her vox as she said,"I'll be cook for anything."

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

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may delay our architectural plan, I hope not but I'm confluence with Morgana this eventide to discuss things. I'll be late getting habitation, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

"Daddy, you're going to throw sex with"That char,"aren't you ?"

"My, my, young girl, 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 smell on her brass,"My care"…then the get off went on, and"you mean it might go on ?"

"assuredness your super acid and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"pappa, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, pearl mid-heeled pumps, a white blouse with a little embrown palm 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 foreman give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"must have."

He offered up a nursing bottle of a o.k. Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her bread and butter way she was flighty and girlish in a way a forty-three year old adult female shouldn't be but Morgana was with the alone man she'd ever loved. If the trueness be known, Morgana O'Tim Leary had never had a particular date until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky lady friend with glasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did constitute her valedictorian and get her a full phase of the moon drive scholarship to a all right college but she had zero social attainment and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee store. It was replete and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I drive the Big Eight firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a Masters in accounting system and was moving up in the world ; and she was smitten.

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

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

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

"You're grievous, right ?"

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

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Tim Leary, how much money do you dominate in the open mart ?"

She thought for a here and now, 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 fling of $ 212,000 on the tabular array but a pocket-size business 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 nurse and if you could do some work with my company on the accounting side I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so abash, he had a short smile on his face, he took her script and kissed the back like a French gentleman.

"I love your essence Morgana."

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

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

She felt so goosy and she wasn't a foolish woman, at to the lowest degree she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a distich of blocks."

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

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

Then he let her make out what was going to happen.

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

She knew she turned as red as a good Capital Malus pumila but when they walked out her panties were his memento. Before the eventide was over she'd learned just how lots she loved sex. The next day her penny-pinching little consistence ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in dearest. She started work for him the next Mon break of day. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

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

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

"What do you think of 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 bonk is why."

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to lose controller. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bath 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 eye,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

He took a pad of gutter tissue, wiped her, helped her to stand and straightened her clothing.

"Now, order me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

"Morg, you've been my right hand hand for a lot of years, I can't think 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 give the axe you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

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

"Ok, let's adopt the copper off the tabular array, you think I should fire you then ?"

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

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The hold out thing in the world he wanted to do was sack Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, parole she'd understand.

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

A dismount came into her oculus,"Robbie what do with your bad girlfriend. What do you do when Joanie is a bad young woman ?"

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

"Yes, yes, delight Robbie, anything to let me persist in to work here."

He took a few moments appearing to mull what she'd said.

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

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

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

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

"Now the rest, yes, you've been a bad miss and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday 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 deepen tonight Morg ?"

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

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

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

He surveyed the room, at her emptiness there was a hunky-dory straight person backed chair, ideal for the matter at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in straw man of him, he took her jacket 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 berm and down. Morgana was s slender woman, her breasts were diminished and high gear, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were belittled and tight as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"footprint out of your horseshoe,"he ordered.

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

He told her to step out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in ivory second joint high school and her beige panties.

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

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

"Morg, I'm going to larrup you on your panty for a while then I'll take them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the coppice. Did you have your enema ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

"commodity, then I'll give you a reaming to remember."

"Ok Robbie, that's what I want, too."

"Afterwards do you want me to outride the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His script fell with a crack, medal on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, 3rd, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her small nates, so modest, so tight, his helping hand covered both boldness, she was in snag. Morgana O'Leary was a honest girl, she'd never been spanked in her living ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the prison term she'd absorbed the tenth blow. Then, over her panty she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to fulfill 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.

prison term for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on physical body the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from ruby to scarlet and finally bar of Amytal. She was squirming, kicking and trying to escape but her small body was easygoing to stop. With just his pull up stakes hand on the small of her vertebral column he held her in space until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his decent manus and his ovolo massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second sexual climax

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

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

Hands gripped her constringe hips lifting her to her knees, hands parted her low nether boldness, pressure against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fire but, yes, she did like it, six 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 wreck her, he was going to fuck her fairly hard but she'd be capable to walk tomorrow.

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

He did and she loved the spirit of his hot come pulsing into her.

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

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

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for giving birth control condition ?"

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

"I'm going to fuck you this evening, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. Tell me what you've done next Sabbatum, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Sabbatum until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, have it off you then enjoy your gratifying diminutive ass."

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

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

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

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

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

"Morg, you know it's going to withdraw some time to reestablish the combine we had. The money in and of itself is not the rattling issue although I do require 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 lilliputian smile.

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

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

Over the course of the night, between periods of dozing, they copulated several More times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the office, I'll be there around noon."

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

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

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

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

"settle down Joanie, those common eyes of jealousy you're viewing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have coffee tree and I'll tell you what's going on."

After recounting the tale 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 ?"

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

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

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these ramifications,"I guess it would, wouldn't it ? So, what are you going to do ?"

"Rehabilitate her, in fact I've already started."

"How so ?"

"A footling peg and carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to touch with her each Saturday night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to remind her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

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

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

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in prep. That day I'm going to tell her to skip them, that I want to have her a all over wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch over if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requisite three hr. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's near fiddling stub being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike pelvic girdle across her pappa's lap. And later,"The ride,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the short cleaning lady would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In bitchiness of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, endorsement, she was going to own a TV recorder with her so she could film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie clock time flew, time dragged.

She missed her pa on the Saturday night he was away. She hated that he came home with"That char's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her advantage level. Their home had an occupy feature film. The master chamber's large walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entrance from both the quiescence quarters and a irregular entry from the bathroom. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a humble but comfy chair so that she had an unobstructed flock cable to the bed. Her video camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. And now fourth dimension dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, Clarence Day away from her founding. time was flying toward that portentous result. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute wide-cut bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful strait of rasping 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 know that Morgana would be over at mid-morning to pay her final exam installment.

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

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chairman. She waited for about ten proceedings, she assumed they were handling their stage business transaction before she heard the water supply running in the neighboring lavatory. It stopped and her pop walked into the bedroom with his five congius bucketful. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a wellspring cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little nightlong case, 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 fille on her first date with the football star.

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

"sugariness Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of enemas until the water runs clear. I want your rectum and El Salvadoran colon completely hollow, I thought we could have a nice long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was blanch lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chairperson. Then an pearl plate came over her headland. Her brassiere was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her boob were no more than than a pair of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose nipple. Rob hang and kissed each one.

"Step out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

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

Her step-in were the same picket lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child sizing one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a one cheek of her plump tail. Rob rolled them off.

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

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each sentence, could this lilliputian 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 venter was distended from all the urine, as Rob massaged it began to recoil as the water was forced deeper into her bowels.

Finally he helped her to remain firm, she was bent grass like an old woman, holding her stomach and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

"yell me if you need help oneself,"she heard Rob say, as the bathroom door shut.

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

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

Three sessions and then she was clear. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

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

Joanie couldn't believe her auricle, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her Daddy was doing this as a fillip for her as she heard him carry on,"your spanking."

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

"defrayal and a spanking, that was our understanding. This is your last spanking, you ready ?"

He took her wear from the chair, laid her things on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's opinion of Morgana's merchantman was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into view and bent.

He jiggled her several time, raising her rosehip, displaying her bottom. He laid his script on her, one script covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the impinging. He held her knock down and continued.

Crack, crack, quip. It wasn't a particularly poisonous spanking but it was unshakable enough to bring teardrop. Morgana squirmed, trying to elude. Her stage were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to void the blows.

Joanie's center were big as saucer, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the former still restrained, she was wide loose. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological test. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pinko. The snappy 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 hired hand was down the front man of her shorts and her step-in were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would hear.

When she'd recovered Morgana went to the privy to freshen up, Joanie escaped through the bedroom.

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

Show time, she heard his car on the driveway, the detent of the lock in the strawman door and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

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

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

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

Joanie watched as he again piece by slice removed her precious lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his sassing. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screams of ecstasy as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no imprecate wonder he came home smelling like"That cleaning lady's"slit. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to squirm away, pleading, no More, no more.

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

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

He slid up and kissed her as he entered her. It didn't take long, Morgana exploded with another trembling, 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 lubricator he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her tight piffling cheeks, as outset one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed Thomas More of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her butt ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her knees, her chest of drawers on the mattress, her face turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her pelvic girdle high gear in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her dada massaged Morgana's rosehip and bottom then moved up against her. His genus Phallus looked Brobdingnagian, big than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of her clenched fist, pressed against Morgana's tight fiddling curtain raising, she heard the words,"energy Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie sentinel while, to a symphony of Morgana's groan, column inch after in slid into her., his pubic tomentum was pressed against her bottom, he was in.

As he always did with her, her papa paused once he was completely in, allowing her to see the painful delight of a debase and fulfil rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen proceedings. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his human knee behind her when he seemed to reposition. He drew his feet up along side of meat Morgana so that he was in a diddly. He rose up and transferred his weight to her hips, changing his angle of insight 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 wail escape from the other woman.

He was plowing into her hard and profligate like a mountain device driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no avail, he held her body in its gather berth as he pushed down on the small of her back forcing her hips even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to watch. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the small woman. Finally, with a thunder, she watched as her pop poured pulse after sizzling pulse of spermatozoon and come into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to view as her up, continued to bed her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm flannel then, from her little overnight grammatical case he got a fresh pair of cotton wool scanty then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her eyebrow with the cloth then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton wool panties 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 entirely lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. Help me, delight,"she said as she handed him two more of the sedative drug suppositories, lowered her shorts and step-in and lay down on the bed.

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

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

He watched her walk from the room. Maybe a piddling compassionateness 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 populace. She gathered her into her arms and kissed her cheek.

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a little hurt kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her chest. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her coat of arms, drew her close, smoothed her hair's-breadth and kissed her cheek. She no longer hated,"That cleaning woman,"it was more like she was an ally. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the Lapplander condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's knocker for about an hr before she began to become cognizant of her environment. The first 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 deliver stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

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

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

"Years ago, when I was in senior high school school another fille and I fooled around, nix serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her titty ?"

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

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

"Oh hell Joanie, everything about me is like a footling lady friend's."

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

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

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

"tactile property how big I am, touch me, please touch me Morgana."

As her fingers 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 finger ?"

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, 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.

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry little clapper was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out blank space her pa had never found, a gentler, softer speck ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breath, probing her. Joanie could palpate her culmination building.

"Oh Jesus, you're about to get your first gustatory modality of girl cum Mo,"as her consistence trembled in orgasm.

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

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep these pantie on until I can sit on the potty for a while, I've got a tush 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 have in mind, your fracture, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to sleep with me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

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

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

"I think it's a marvelous approximation but you still haven't answered my interrogative ; why was today your fault ?"

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

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should have figured it out when you knew what my cunt flavor like."

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

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

"red cent, he's got a huge encumbrance, 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 kidskin, his shaver. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could inhabit here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our bedroom then on our Night we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what lamb Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we purpose this to our harem master ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie bootie twins."

"Now just two Sir Thomas More things to carry out,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

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

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you desire me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The start item on Joanie's bucket list tasted a little like salty citrous fruit, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic 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 dark-brown Elmer Rice pilaf, ruffle summer squash and a spring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"dada could we take in a drinking glass of wine-colored and go out by the pool, Mo and I would like to verbalize to you."

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

Both the young woman were anxious, squirming in their professorship, trying to commence the conversation in fit and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's starting line with you. What do you want ?"

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

"You want to take a guesswork at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a prissy cushy plush organic structure and since variety is the spice of life, we just thought you might like a extract at your beck and call."

"My beck and birdcall is it."

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

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

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

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

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

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the nifty petty sports car that was Morgana and the plush sumptuousness drive that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd have a piffling fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorused,"fountainhead, maybe."

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

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would log Z's where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each other. Mo said,"amercement with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls work out the section of responsibilities for the interior of the theater, I'll take care of the exterior country and the pool, bonny enough ?"

"Another affair, each of you is to have wax wash-out enemas every two 24-hour interval. You'll be responsible for giving them to each former. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to have it by no later than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's nerve fell and Mo could read the fear in her center, she knew that Jo's prognosis had been chasten, her jumpy ride would be the future day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

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

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

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

He got up, carried his glass into the kitchen then said,"ejaculate ladies, 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 feature a good view of Joanie's bottom..

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

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy breast required the support but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her large nippled, big breasts came into prospect. Rob took a moment to look up to them, thinking he might want to titty bang his daughter soon, maybe after she was meaning and they began to fill.

"ejaculate bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"viewpoint up and drop your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

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

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

"cosmetic surgery your pelvic girdle and let me get your step-in off Princess."

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the panties are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to weigh the strokes and I want you to enumerate them out gaudy, understand ?"

"Yes Robbie."

Crack, the explosive phone and searing bunko game of build on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

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

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

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

He let her lie for a few minute of arc then said,"Ok, into bed with you."

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

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

"Morgana, get stand in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your shorts, ten on your scanty and then however many are required on the bare flesh to attain the hope solution. Take your top off Morgana."

What a line from Joanie, Morgana's flatbed breast with little Brown University nipples.

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

beginning ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and take your shorts off Morgana.

White cotton fiber, just what he'd told her to bring in her nightlong suit. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive loading in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a 2nd spanking, this was one abused bottom.

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

She was still knock from her early spanking.

"Joanie, numeration them."

Crack

"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whisper,"I think your tiny little bottom is toothsome. Do you think you could rent me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

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

"Why would you recollect that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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It was like a school day girl slumber company, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously well-situated with each early's nude sculpture bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poesy that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrous fruit and salt or a chocolate malt, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a cognoscente of fine twat ( as if there is any other kind ). As an example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe vine while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus tree and salt. No question, this duo had become a bit Thomas More than allies, he'd demand to keep back that in mind.

Rob let them act for about half an hour then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her tit. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could palpate his hard-on against her bottom.

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

He could hear the joy in her interpreter as she said,"Oh Daddy, I want your babe so much."

"trade good Princess, I wanted oodles of kids, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your knocker full, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the ominous logical implication when her pappa said,"Of class, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're pregnant but we still have at least Sunday, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her spine then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact ball with her chest forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the small of her vertebral column so that she elevated her sex electric 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 jolly fierce ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this power perspective. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a lilliputian rough with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was cipher 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 good buddies today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

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

simulation sleep Morgana was laying on her side with her back toward him. She was nude to the shank but still had on her cotton wool panties.

He fondled her diminutive breasts until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the seat of her step-in and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favorite kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clitoris with your fingers while I play with your tit and fuck your cute footling bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you think day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to climb up her like she's a fresh young filly then ride her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great batch of truth in that vocalization, now give me a little legal action, I'm make to cum."

The lady friend were up by eight the following morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the board, it was unclouded, cold cereal, goner and fruit juice accompanied by burnt umber. Morgana was in shortstop and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no demand to get dressed just to undress for her enema. Although the day was sunny and upbeat, 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 quit at the drug store and get Morgana her own clyster syringe.

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of strong water, the syringe and the lubricating substance. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe nose in the pee and credit crunch then exit. The bulb will fill with water system. Then you put the snout in me and squeeze. Don't acquittance it, though or the dingy water will fill the bulb. root for it out and echo the process. I usually get five bulbs full three times before I'm empty."

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

Morgana filled the water bucketful and got the syringe and lube. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"shoot your carpet slipper off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's robe off of her shoulders.

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

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous squirt, not the gushing flow of a entire bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the lavatory before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd observe her panties on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

The enemas went well. Five bulbs then Jo's potbelly massage. She was giving program line right along.

"Come on Mo, use a circular motion with decent imperativeness to turn the pee all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Good Shepherd that cramp hurt. Take 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 accident here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some gratifying smelling bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with consistency application, brush your whisker and apply some light make-up. What do you want to fall apart ?"

"I thought white slipper, white thigh gamy stockings, Caucasian lacy fancy panties and a white satin robe. Does that touch your favorable reception ?"

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

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

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

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

She was sipping her moment glass when her dada came in.

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

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

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the rear end as he passed,"Did you take just upkeep of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just necessitate it easygoing on your picayune filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's paw to lead her to the chamber, 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 lavatory but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you recollect how terrorise of anal retentive sex before I took you the first gear time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the reality. We both know what's going to happen a niggling later. I think it's the like as it was back then ; the expectation will be big than the reality."

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

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

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

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

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

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, several climax, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another sexual climax. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her concluding motion, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her panties back in office,"cum Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedchamber 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 closet. She stepped out of her slipper. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highs but the panties were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden pelt was now nicely shaped and great, not the crazy bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

Kisses, Henry Sweet shared breath, tasting spit, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, voiced stomach, neatly trimmed mons veneris Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the gustation, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly thrust her rosebud then up, up to the top of her snatch. Her trivial opal waiting. His lips suck it in, his clapper teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her soundbox, her organs clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly succus erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

He slides up her dead body, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the salmon pink. His CVA are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just days it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forgotten the video recording camera recording her every moment, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happiest girl in the worldly concern as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grinning paints her face as her body shudder and she has a small orgasm.

Her pappa is sitting beside her.

"crawling over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lube in his hand.

Cool, slick, finger probing her, and more lubricant, her dada's part, just loosen up Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her haircloth, her cheek, then,

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

"pop, I'm scared and you never did resolve my question."

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could have answered, yes, he would make believe her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a diminished charwoman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, large, now inclination forward and put your thorax on the mattress, fold up your arms and rest your head on your weapon system, perfect."

Just a little ok tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the pocket-sized of her back so that her hips and genitals were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

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

"push Princess."

In the cupboard Morgana watched, Rob's pelvic girdle flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscle, the moans as Mo saw Rob's tool slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with turncock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her gut, so full, she'd feel so very full.

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

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

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

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately toilsome screw, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game 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 articulatio coxae, she was bearing most of his weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to archway, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her cheeks adding another in that he could penetrate her.

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

Her wail was pitiful as he rammed her again and again. His dick was deeper than it had ever been, stretching Virgo tissue, 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 human face turned toward the television 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 haircloth a scraggly Mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous yowl as pulse after pulse rate of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new admirer anus was gaping open up, cum was draining out over the rim of her twat. She was unmoving, the lonesome sounds from the room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to train care of her Morg ? Get her a pair of cotton scanty to try to control the tidy sum while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Panadol for pain and two of her depressant to help her sleep."

Morgana got a quick wash cloth and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton Jockey shorts. 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 bruise both of his girls, it was a tragical misunderstanding. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana smart he'd never have been so rough with her and, after having launched the Assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a rough drive. He decided not to hash out this with the females, Joanie would feel completely creditworthy and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was late eve before they finally came out of the chamber, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was dented, holding her abdomen and walking on trembling branch. Morgana was helping to defend her.

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

He brought them each a shabu of a crisp chardonnay grape along with the residual of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a little ease. She wants us all to log Z's together."

"That's fine with me."

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

"Princess, you don't have anything to show to me,"her pappa told her.

"I'm not trying to testify anything but that I'm your missy, your Little Princess. You're my man, the entirely man I want. I want to finger you in me, delight pa ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a humble wistful smile, 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.

"pop, can I sleep in the middle. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to concord me while you're in me, can we ?"

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

She was still a lilliputian precarious the next dayspring but she made the call to the gynaecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patients but the next useable 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 enough but possible. Just find the drawstring and slowly and gently pull until the slight moldable device pops free.

She asked Mo to help her.

prevarication bland on her back, Mo inserted her finger into her vagina, located the strand and pulled it out. There was a short spotting of blood but aught more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a couplet of rich female person, yes ?"

"fountainhead, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be past 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 herb to increase his semen and sperm yield and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to trim down leakage.

When Joanie had missed her endorse period and began to stomach from swollen bosom, daybreak sickness and constipation they ran two family pregnancy run. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her offset engagement with her new OB/GYN.

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

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

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a nice infant bump, even beginning to feel a little move. 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 little summertime maternity smock and strappy Edward White sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little glass of wine-colored, what could it hurt.

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

Walking over to her and taking her handwriting he said,"Young lady, fall with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

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

"Mo, make out here, please,"he called.

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

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

Ten fast and firm on the seat of her cute footling smock then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternal quality panties and then they were down around her knees.

"reckoning for us Mo,"he said as his handwriting produced a piercing crack.

"One."

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

Seven months pregnant she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, get here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a dissipated ten on her short circuit. Then shorts off and ten Thomas More on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

snap

"One."

She held out a long prison term. The bout didn't flow until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

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

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

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

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

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zipper came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat of her pantie, 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 different, he felt bigger, like he was getting deeper.

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

"My turncock'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 loaded minuscule bottom. I like to fuck 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 board and holding bridge player with Jo while she watches."

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

Rob fucked her for about XXX bit. Her little ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her pantie back into place.

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

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

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a objurgate short girl. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"trade good. I want you to live how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing commencement one and then the other.

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

"You know we've all slept together quite a few clock time and that we've had sex when the third base person was in the bed but we've never had a confessedly three way. Are you young woman plot to try ?"

They looked at each former. They'd played their girly game when pa was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly lead to some girl on girl action. They smiled at each early and respond,"Yes."

Both of the fille were a trivial antsy through the rest of the eve, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

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

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"Perfect, now pull your knees up a fiddling and spread your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

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

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

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

"Lean forward and slip your weapons system under her ramification and grok her hips."

In this side Joanie's face was only inches from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be rough with you but I am going to fuck you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his manus on the back of her pass pressing softly downward he said,"citrus tree and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it slowly with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some mode this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute girl, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his hammer. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder joint he could see her knife flicking the footling clit. Both of them making sounds of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the aroma of both women melding, oestrogen and progesterone flooding their body and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry butt, satiate me up with your cum ; fuck me, get it on me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush fanny. She was pushing back to fulfil him. Morgana was trembling on the brink of her climax, he could sense contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was set to erupt.

Three voices, raised, expressing striking joy, they ended in a jumbled volume of legs, limb, sass, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was gear up to go again, he was rock toilsome within minutes.

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That consummate petty pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"Straddle my face Jo, let me savour you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her bottom dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastic orgasms. Joanie fell to the slope exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's peg and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming orgasm before he gushed into her squeamish miserly cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one young woman on each incline of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy 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 clip as we've had sex and as many metre as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to traverse a fine cleaning lady her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these yr, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her ducky sapidity of ice lolly, and then she want down, up and down, he could palpate that he was at the spine of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her sass. Like a real state trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the boundary of her mouth. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to check,"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."

remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one more ? Your cute little butt is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earlier sequence on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suction my bosom while he fucks you, delight Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her bottom of the inning and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's livery went off without a stop. They now had a cunning squalling bundle of child girl in the house. Morgana was an huge assistant ‘ though in truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The true statement of the relationship was driven abode when the sister, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an designation so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to have a nose candy and there was none in the menage. The infant seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child stern available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the nominal head passenger's seat and trucked on down to the neighborhood restroom entrepot, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the private road just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her nose candy to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car rear end ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the turning point, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless matter I can imagine. There is no rationality on God's greens earth that getting a snow a Cola is Worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a good luck, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was xix ? She wondered and she was really tempestuous with her friend.

"Just go away it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final exam chaff, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedchamber, from the toilet table she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the merry hot seat and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her panties down to her knees and whaled on her back face with the tomentum brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with split stained eye and a snotty olfactory organ. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a rationality, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the elbow room.

"Yes Jo, why not severalize him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some blow ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really piss her off. Want to tell me the rest of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car seat is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the fund with Vicky in the car but without a car hind end, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a lenient drink that you took our daughter and put her frantic on the rider ass of the car and drove to the convenience entrepot ? Do I have that right wing ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupid that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to occur over to him.

Once she was in battlefront of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few fourth dimension so that her posterior was her highest stage and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to resist in the corner and reckon about what you've done. hail out into the keep room when you're ready to be Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine 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 small and I can't hit too hard."

"wellspring, I'm sure you made an shock on her."

It's odd how life story can take some foreign turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age difference I feel more like a grandad with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other daughter, Joanie filling the roll as female parent. It's working well for all of us .