“ Do we have to do this, Daddy ?"Amanda asked as they walked the paved pathway through the parking lot. Already she felt ogling eyes fixing on her body, barely covered by the lilliputian sundress Daddy had insisted she wear today. She liked dressing like a working girl sometimes—plunging necklines, taut gym shorts to highlight her rhythm ass—but that was on her own terms.

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

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

"normal for a little girl to rival herself to dirty filth ? formula for her to gag herself with her own panties while reading about getting molested in the principal's berth for breaking the dress code ?"

Amanda was silent. She felt her cheek efflorescence. What if someone overheard her ? What if one of the men or women leering at her bouncing teat heard her Daddy talking about how she played with her kitty-cat thinking about being disciplined ? She hated how the thought made her mammilla harden.

"And forged,"pop continued,"you did it while I was dwelling. You tried to keep it a secret from me. You can't even keep yourself quiet."

He shook his head as his hand moved from her wrist. Still walking side by side, his fingers traced with a tingling gentleness across her forearm, up to her let on berm, and then down the position of her apparel to her covered, flame up hip. He gripped her there.

"pop,"she gasped. His finger dug in tighter.

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

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

When they neared a field daddy liked, he took them off the path to a billet just under the tone of one of the park's tall trees. He released her hip and set down the bag he carried. He unfurled a picnic blanket.

"catch the nook,"he ordered. She complied and helped him set the blanket down wrinkleless. He sat and she sat down across from him, making sure to pluck her sun dress down over her thighs as far as she could. From this post, she could see an occasional person or two walking on the track, but they were far enough away that she couldn't make out their facial nerve expressions. Still, she felt exposed.

She looked back from the path when she felt her dada grab her sandaled foot. She watched him contemplate the length of her leg as he caressed her toes, before removing the sandal from her foot. He did the same thing with the early and set them down just off the blanket. Her peg and ft tingled at his feeling. She squirmed and looked back at the path. She saw a yoke pass by, a man and a woman. The man gazed at her before walking out of sight.

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

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

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

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

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

His deal grasped her bare thigh."You're so pretty, baby,"he said. She felt his breathing space on her ear, on her neck.

"D-Daddy,"she panted.

"Shh, honey,"he comforted her. His hand was caressing her endanger physique, up and down her thigh."This is part of being a goodness girl. If you want to stay serenity and hide what you're doing, then do it. Clearly you need to learn. Daddy is just helping you be better."

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

Then his hand passed around to her intimate second joint. Amanda froze.

"You're drenching your thighs,"he growled smugly."You like this."His fingers were now under her dress, just below where her step-in covered her.

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

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

"You're veracious, Daddy, I'm sorry,"she whined. She wriggled in his grasp. She couldn't help it. Her hips needed to move. She could feel Daddy's cock poking at her ass.

"And you like this, too, don't you ?"He pressed against her pussy mound, spilling her juices throughout the flimsy material of her scanty. She gasped.

"I do, Daddy. You're right-hand. I like it."She rocked her kitty into his fingers, craving to a greater extent air pressure. She was on fire.

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

"B-but, Daddy,"she whined. His fingers worked her puss up and down.

"But what, honey ?"

"I'm so wet. pop. .. Oh, delight, please extend to me more."

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

A chemical group of woman were walking on the path near them. As her pappa touched her, toyed with her puss, Amanda could see that one of them said something to the early two. They kept walking, but the one cleaning lady stopped and looked right at them.

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

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

The womanhood walked towards them. She was maybe L pes away when she stopped. She had a quizzical flavor on her face. Amanda looked past her, then back at the cleaning woman, and then at her pappa. He was smiling. Amanda faced forward again. Now the woman was smiling, too. She kept walking forward.

"We have to intercept,"Amanda whined. But daddy did not barricade. He dug his fingers into her cunt harder. She clamped her lips shut to fend off letting out a moan—her Daddy's fingers felt too good.

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

"hullo there,"the womanhood said cheerfully.

"Hello,"her pop said back. Amanda didn't say anything. She couldn't.

"Are you two enjoying yourselves ?"The woman asked. There was no hiding it now. daddy's deal was plainly under Amanda's dress.

"Oh, I should say so. I think Amanda here is having a cover girl clock time, wouldn't you agree, dearest ?"

Amanda was mum. She had no idea what to say. Then Daddy pinched her thigh and repeated,"I said, wouldn't you agree, honey ?"

"Yes, Daddy, it's right !"She yelped. Then she brought her hands to her mouth. She had called him Daddy in front of a unknown ! She was humiliated.

"It's so overnice seeing affection like yours,"the woman said."Do you like getting to spend time with your dad ?"His finger's breadth started to act against Amanda's pussy again.

"God, yes,"Amanda moaned. She felt sapless. But incredible. Being fingered and teased right there where the charwoman could see elevated the delight her Daddy was forcing into her pussy.

"William Tell her, honey,"pappa said."William Tell her you like having especial prison term with Daddy."

"I do !"Amanda chirped."Ooh, missy, I really love exceptional time with Daddy."Amanda felt so ashamed, but it felt too skillful to hold it.

The char got closer and sat on her articulatio genus right on the picnic blanket with Amanda and her Daddy. She eyed up Amanda's body… her sparkling heart, her titty heaving with her breath, her barely-covered twat that her daddy was playing with."My, that for certain looks fun,"the woman said."Does your dad have nice, firm digit ?"

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

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

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

pa cut in."You can secern her you're being punished."

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

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

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

The fair sex looked up at Amanda's Daddy."Is she really wet,"she asked. Amanda felt her dada rise up her dress, exposing her panty-covered pussy.

"She sure feels wet,"he replied."But get a good look and tell me."With that, pop pulled Amanda's panties to the side. Amanda could only watch as the woman gasped. She could feel a snail-trail of her own twat juice sloshing as her Daddy bared her pussy to the char. daddy grabbed Amanda's thighs and pulled them, forcing Amanda's twat flower to blossom for the woman's enjoyment.

"Oh my goodness !"The woman exclaimed. She leaned forward, faithful to Amanda's now-open kitty-cat."She's gushing."

Now Daddy chuckled."Just keep an eye on this,"he said. He sank two fingerbreadth into Amanda's kitty-cat, roughly. Amanda groaned.

"Oh no, papa !"She wailed. But she also wiggled against his finger's breadth, helping him to push them up her cunt deeper. Her jaw went slack as Daddy rubbed the front wall of her cunt from the interior."Oooh !"

"I can try it,"the charwoman gasped."I haven't seen a kitty this wet in a while."Amanda could get word her cunt burbling on her dad's finger's breadth as he hooked them up her.

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

"Ugh,"Amanda grunted. She could learn herself drip onto the blanket as Daddy's figure left her. Her pop held up his fingers for the woman to see. They were absolutely drenched. Daddy spread them, showing how far her sticky girl cream stretched between his fingers.

The charwoman leaned forward in awe."She smells rattling,"she said."May I have a penchant ?"

"Go ahead,"Daddy said. The woman dove forward and took Amanda's Daddy's cuntslimed fingers between her backtalk. Her soundbox shuddered as she did so. Amanda could see how the char moved her mouth on her papa. She heard the slurping audio as the woman relished Amanda's flavor.

As the fair sex sucked her papa's finger like it was the honest thing she ever tasted, her pappa's other mitt found Amanda's button and played with it. Amanda felt like she was in seventh heaven, watching this woman banquet on her while her papa teased her most sensitive spot.

The woman drew off Daddy's fingers, her mouth making an obscene popping sound."She's luscious,"she sighed. Then, turning to Amanda,"You taste so good, sweetie."The woman pressed her lips to Amanda's, kissing her and sliding her glossa right into Amanda's back talk. Amanda's pop grabbed her hair and pushed her against the woman, making sure she couldn't get away.

"preference yourself on her tongue, baby,"her Daddy said."C'mon, be a estimable girl and let her help you scavenge up that mess."His finger kept circling her clit. Amanda had no choice but to let the charwoman tongue-feed her her very own pussy. She tentatively extended her own spit at first before leaning in and letting her tongue spar with the woman's. She loved her own taste, and having this woman piddle her perceptiveness it in a lesbian park buss made it that a great deal better.

The cleaning lady drew back from Amanda."You're such a proficient lady friend, truelove,"she said, looking at Amanda's fuck-drunk face, now mucky with spit from their makeout."Stay good for your Daddy."The woman stood up and straightened out her own apparel."I'm so gladiola I met you two. I'm Anne, by the way."

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

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

"Likewise,"Amanda's dad replied."Maybe Amanda and your young woman could receive a parking lot fun date."

The woman smiled and walked away. Amanda could see her rubbing her thighs together.

Amanda's Daddy kissed her on the head as he continued to hurtle his digits in and out of her kitty-cat."You were so sound, sister,"he said."I'm so gallant of you."How he finger-fucked her drenched cunt, right there in public, had her losing her mind.

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

"Don't hide things from me anymore. You're mine."audience that sent lightning down her spine and through her cunt. She couldn't help it.

"Yes, pop,"she lolled, drooling on herself, as her pussy clamped down on his finger's breadth. She came. Hard. She knew her expectoration was leaking from her lip. Her abdomen would've hurt from the strength of her cum, but the orgasm tore through her so hard she didn't care.

"Oh, Mandy,"her pappa sighed. He kept pumping her cunt, wringing every bit out of his fiddling girl's sexual climax that he could."You love being a molested little bawd, don't you ? You deserve this, don't you ?"

"I do, Daddy !"She whimpered."Thank you ! give thanks you for touching meeee !"As she came down from her climax, she found her pa's finger's breadth prodding her lips. She was done being bad. Dutifully, she took them into her mouth and sucked, cleaning up as much of her own cunthoney as she could.

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

Still panting, Amanda felt her Daddy elevation her up off the picnic blanket. He was already standing—and she had been too fuck-drunk on her orgasm to comment he'd moved. He dragged her by her hand away from their spot. knee joint trembling, all she could do was keep up. She didn't pain in the neck to adapt her dress, which was wet in the front with her cunt juice. One of her tits was bouncing out of the textile, on display for anyone to see.

pappa pulled her behind some Tree, where the park was more forest-like. He grabbed her waist and pushed her up against a tree. Roughly, hungrily, he kissed her. She felt the bark of the tree at her book binding as Daddy pressed into her, his face fungus tickling her face, his tongue fencing into her lip. She couldn't resist—she could barely stand upright.

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

"Yes, that's my girl,"he growled. He raised her frock, exposing her ass. His arm arced and pulled her soppy pantie all the way down to her ankles. He forced her snatch and asshole bare with such force-out that the flimsy fabric of her underwear barely caught on her second joint. She heard an unbuckling, and then—

"Oh, shtup, Daddy ! screwing ! Oh no you're too big !"She screamed as she felt his rooster rip into her cunt. Soaked and fingered, he was too thick, too long.

"You deserve this, too, love,"he barked. However much of his cock he had in her, he drew it back, then hammered all the way in, pounding her to her cervix. Amanda felt the wind knocked out of her."You're a good girl, right ? A molested whore who loves it ?"

"I—gah—oh daddy,"she shrieked as her daddy deep-dicked her pussy. She felt the violence of her loggerheaded ass jiggling against his jabbing."I feel you in my stomach !"

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

"I—oh fuck—oh, Daddy, please !"She felt her body quivering.

His hand found her throat. She felt him slant over her eubstance, buried to the hilt as he pumped her tardily and deep now, never withdrawing more than half his cock."Please what, babe ? Tell me what you want."

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

"wish more, child ?"His phonation dripped with satisfaction.

"Y-yes, pa,"she whimpered.

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

She paused and panted. But she didn't fear anymore."I deserve it, Daddy ! I deserve your peter in my pussy ! Please fuck me. Please use my body. delight !"

"goodness female child,"he smirked, and he drove home plate deep.

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

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

"Fu-uck !"She felt herself falling as another orgasm shredded her nerve finish. Her tongue fell from her mouth onto the tree bark. She didn't precaution about the earthy taste. Her Daddy's cock was twitching in her and spewing affectionateness inside her. She would deliver fallen if he hadn't caught her by her waist.

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

When she no longer felt him firing cum up her cunt, she felt him tend over and kiss the back of her head, her ear, her neck."Good girl, pumpkin,"he said. She felt him go out her organic structure, and immediately she felt a monolithic ball of cum spill out of her. But she could still feel even more deep down, even as her thighs were stained with her Daddy's load. quiver, she fell to her knees, her hands sliding down the tree diagram as she did.

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

She didn't want to fight back. She opened her lips and took him into her mouth, tasting the mess.

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

As she slurped up and down her dada's shaft, lapping it clean, she found herself wondering if Anne would like to sample Daddy out of her .