“ Do we induce to do this, pappa ?"Amanda asked as they walked the paved nerve pathway through the Park. 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 harlot sometimes—plunging necklines, close gym trunks to play up her bout ass—but that was on her own terms.

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

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

"Normal for a girl to stir herself to dirty smut ? Normal for her to gag herself with her own step-in while reading about getting molested in the principal's office for breaking the garb code ?"

Amanda was understood. She felt her cheek flush. What if somebody overheard her ? What if one of the men or adult female leering at her bouncing bosom heard her dad public lecture about how she played with her twat thinking about being disciplined ? She hated how the thought made her nipples harden.

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

He shook his head as his hand moved from her wrist. Still walking incline by position, his finger's breadth traced with a tingling gentleness across her forearm, up to her expose articulatio humeri, and then down the English of her dress to her covered, flame hip. He gripped her there.

"Daddy,"she gasped. His fingers dug in tighter.

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

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

When they neared a field of force Daddy liked, he took them off the itinerary to a daub just under the wraith of one of the park's tall Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. He released her hip and set down the bag he carried. He unfurled a picnic blanket.

"snap the corner,"he ordered. She complied and helped him set the blanket down unwrinkled. He sat and she sat down across from him, making sure to draw in her sun clothes down over her thigh as far as she could. From this spot, she could see an episodic soul or two walking on the path, but they were far enough away that she couldn't make out their nervus facialis expressions. Still, she felt exposed.

She looked back from the route when she felt her Daddy grab her sandalled foot. She watched him study the length of her leg as he caressed her toes, before removing the sandal from her pes. He did the same thing with the other and set them down just off the cover. Her legs and feet tingled at his tinge. She squirmed and looked back at the path. She saw a couple passing play by, a man and a fair sex. The man gazed at her before walking out of sight.

Amanda felt her Daddy's hands grabbed her shank."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 branch. Her wearing apparel rode up, exposing the bottom of her ass to the link from his crotch. She pulled it down again, trying to cover her panty-covered pussy. Amanda knew she was soaked.

"We can't sit like this."No one was around, but somebody could take the air by at any metre and see her."What if person sees ?"

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

She knew she didn't have a pick. 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 paw grasped her bare thigh."You're so pretty, child,"he said. She felt his breath on her ear, on her neck.

"D-Daddy,"she panted.

"Shh, honey,"he comforted her. His manus was caressing her exposed anatomy, up and down her thigh."This is part of being a unspoiled girl. If you want to stay calm down and obliterate what you're doing, then do it. Clearly you need to get a line. Daddy is just helping you be better."

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

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

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

"No, pop, 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 wield. But I will not tolerate a liar."He squeezed her thigh. It hurt. But it was the sort of hurt she touched herself thinking about.

"You're rectify, daddy, I'm sorry,"she whined. She wriggled in his compass. She couldn't supporter it. Her hips needed to make a motion. She could feel papa's cock thrust at her ass.

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

"I do, dada. You're right. I like it."She rocked her kitty into his finger, craving more pressure sensation. She was on fire.

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

"B-but, Daddy,"she whined. His finger's breadth worked her dent up and down.

"But what, honey ?"

"I'm so wet. Daddy. .. Oh, please, please touch on me more."

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

A group of fair sex were walking on the path near them. As her papa touched her, toyed with her kitty, Amanda could see that one of them said something to the other two. They kept walking, but the one woman stopped and looked right at them.

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

"I think she does, kitten,"her Daddy agreed. He was still pressing and teasing her puss, seeming not to deal if anyone saw.

The woman walked towards them. She was maybe fifty dollar bill invertebrate foot away when she stopped. She had a quizzical looking at on her side. Amanda looked past her, then back at the woman, and then at her pa. He was smiling. Amanda faced forward again. Now the woman was smiling, too. She kept walking forward.

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

Amanda barely registered that the womanhood was about twelve feet away from them on their cover until the charwoman spoke.

"howdy there,"the woman said cheerfully.

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

"Are you two enjoying yourselves ?"The womanhood asked. There was no hiding it now. Daddy's hand was plainly under Amanda's dress.

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

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

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

"It's so nice seeing affection like yours,"the char said."Do you like getting to spend clip with your papa ?"His finger's breadth started to motivate against Amanda's pussy again.

"God, yes,"Amanda moaned. She felt imperfect. But incredible. Being fingered and teased right there where the woman could see elevated the pleasance her pappa was forcing into her pussy.

"Tell her, honey,"Daddy said."Tell her you like having special time with Daddy."

"I do !"Amanda chirped."Ooh, miss, I really love exceptional time with Daddy."Amanda felt so ashamed, but it felt too adept to admit it.

The woman got closer and sat on her knees right on the field day blanket with Amanda and her Daddy. She eyed up Amanda's body… her sparkling eyes, her tits heaving with her breath, her barely-covered pussy that her pa was playing with."My, that sure looks fun,"the woman said."Does your Daddy have squeamish, strong finger ?"

"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. .. ."

papa cut in."You can tell her you're being punished."

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

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

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

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

"She sure feels wet,"he replied."But get a goodness look and secernate me."With that, Daddy pulled Amanda's scanty to the slope. Amanda could only watch as the fair sex gasped. She could feel a snail-trail of her own twat juice sloshing as her Daddy bared her pussy to the woman. daddy grabbed Amanda's second joint and pulled them, forcing Amanda's snatch blossom to blossom for the woman's enjoyment.

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

Now Daddy chuckled."Just find out this,"he said. He sank two fingers into Amanda's twat, roughly. Amanda groaned.

"Oh no, papa !"She wailed. But she also wiggled against his fingers, helping him to push them up her puss deeper. Her jaw went slack as Daddy rubbed the front paries of her cunt from the inside."Oooh !"

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

"That's nothing. Look what a whore she is,"her dad said. He pulled his finger out of Amanda's juicy quim.

"Ugh,"Amanda grunted. She could hear herself drop onto the mantle as Daddy's finger's breadth left her. Her Daddy held up his fingers for the woman to see. They were absolutely drenched. dada spread them, showing how far her sticky fille cream stretched between his fingers.

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

"Go ahead,"pa said. The woman dive forward and took Amanda's Daddy's cuntslimed fingers between her lips. Her body shuddered as she did so. Amanda could see how the woman moved her back talk on her papa. She heard the slurping sounds as the woman relished Amanda's flavor.

As the fair sex sucked her dad's fingers like it was the best thing she ever tasted, her Daddy's other paw found Amanda's clit and played with it. Amanda felt like she was in cloud nine, watching this fair sex banquet on her while her Daddy teased her most sensitive spot.

The womanhood drew off daddy's fingers, her mouth making an obscene popping strait."She's delicious,"she sighed. Then, turning to Amanda,"You taste so good, sweetie."The fair sex pressed her lips to Amanda's, kissing her and sliding her tongue right wing into Amanda's oral cavity. Amanda's dada grabbed her hair and pushed her against the woman, making sure she couldn't get away.

"gustation yourself on her glossa, baby,"her pappa said."C'mon, be a good girl and let her serve you clean up that mess."His finger kept circling her clit. Amanda had no alternative but to let the charwoman tongue-feed her her very own pussy. She tentatively extended her own lingua at first of all before leaning in and letting her tongue spar with the char's. She loved her own taste, and having this woman gain her taste it in a Lesbian park buss made it that a lot better.

The cleaning woman drew back from Amanda."You're such a honorable lady friend, sweetheart,"she said, looking at Amanda's fuck-drunk boldness, now sloppy with spit from their makeout."Stay sound for your Daddy."The charwoman stood up and straightened out her own clothes."I'm so sword lily I met you two. I'm Anne, by the way."

"Randolph,"Amanda's dad said."And this is my Amanda."He said it right as he plunged his fingers 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 little girl'faces when they get done with association football practice today, that's for surely ! I hope to see you two around."

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

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

Amanda's Daddy kissed her on the head as he continued to push up his digits in and out of her puss."You were so good, sister,"he said."I'm so lofty of you."How he finger-fucked her drenched cunt, right there in populace, had her losing her mind.

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

"Don't hide matter from me anymore. You're mine."auditory modality that sent lightning down her vertebral column and through her cunt. She couldn't assist it.

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

"Oh, Mandy,"her Daddy sighed. He kept pumping her pussy, wringing every bit out of his footling daughter's climax that he could."You love being a molested little whore, don't you ? You deserve this, don't you ?"

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

"That's my female child,"pappa whispered in her ear.

Still panting, Amanda felt her dad lift her up off the picnic blanket. He was already standing—and she had been too fuck-drunk on her sexual climax to notice he'd moved. He dragged her by her hand away from their spot. genu trembling, all she could do was keep up. She didn't infliction to conform her apparel, which was wet in the social movement with her snatch juices. One of her bosom was bouncing out of the framework, on video display for anyone to see.

pa pulled her behind some Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, where the park was more forest-like. He grabbed her shank and pushed her up against a Tree. Roughly, hungrily, he kissed her. She felt the bark of the tree at her rear as Daddy pressed into her, his beard tickling her facial expression, his clapper fencing into her mouth. She couldn't resist—she could barely fend upright.

Amanda felt her daddy's custody on her hip. 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 attire, exposing her ass. His arm arced and pulled her sodden panty all the way down to her ankles. He forced her pussy and arse bare with such force that the onionskin cloth of her underwear barely caught on her second joint. She heard an unbuckling, and then—

"Oh, piece of ass, Daddy ! Fuck ! Oh no you're too big !"She screamed as she felt his cock snag into her cunt. Soaked and fingered, he was too blockheaded, too long.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Want more, baby ?"His representative dripped with satisfaction.

"Y-yes, daddy,"she whimpered.

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

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

"goodness little girl,"he smirked, and he drove place deep.

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

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

"Fu-uck !"She felt herself falling as another orgasm shredded her heart conclusion. Her tongue fell from her back talk onto the tree bark. She didn't tutelage about the earthy perceptiveness. Her Daddy's cock was twitching in her and spewing warmth inside her. She would receive fallen if he hadn't caught her by her waist.

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

When she no longer felt him firing cum up her slit, she felt him lean over and kiss the back of her head, her ear, her neck."good young lady, pumpkin,"he said. She felt him exit her eubstance, and immediately she felt a massive clump of cum spill out of her. But she could still feel even more inside, even as her thighs were stained with her dad's load. Trembling, she fell to her knees, her hands sliding down the tree 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 pilus and pulled her boldness to his dick.

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

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

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