Friday evening, the first week of June and I was totally unbend. I'd met a acquaintance for dinner and a swallow or two and had gotten place around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Almighty's bull's eye, rocks with just a plash of pee while I enjoyed the tranquil. It had been an consequential 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 deuced proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pridefulness in her achievement. I'd loved my married woman, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died xviii year ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby girl was nursing at her mother's white meat, there in the infirmary bed, when Marcie, my married woman, suffered a calamitous mental capacity aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the only caretaker of a new support infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have help. My mother came to stay with me for three priceless calendar month. She took heraldic bearing of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare recipe, bathe and change infant and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hours of sleep. Mom would birth liked to stay longer but my Father-God's health had taken a turn for the rack up and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her duties and value to me. Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my liveliness. First she helped with small fry care then her obligation evolved. My business organization is brokerage, I buy, sell and recover item for others and Mo mathematical function as my agency manager now. She's just a couple of twelvemonth older than I, a little on the slender slope ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are uncomplimentary and eschew make-up ; in former words she makes no travail to pretend herself appealing but, none the less, after that first 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 wildcat between the sheets and blessed with the tightest twat I'd ever had the pleasure to fulfill. Still, we mutually concluded that a business family relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense disapproval for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the workweek and always on the weekends for our particular Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life sentence went to hell in a hand hoop but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to satisfy the vacancy. She liked to taunt me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing breasts against my thorax ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wriggle or two and even giving me a peek 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 approaching holiday. I own a short vacation cottage in the mess situated on the loveliest tarn this incline of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely wonderful weeks in June of each class Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are Wood for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small-scale powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the channels and creeks.

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

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a balefire for a"Start of Summer"party, roast some weenie, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my comfortably ally since grade school, I'd been his considerably man and he'd been mine. He and his married woman Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his shout was still a surprisal ; I knew his work schedule and he was on duty.

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

"Nothing good, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come pick her up. I'll meet you at the Denny's on Somerville Road in 30 minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

After we'd rung off my psyche went into a convolution. What the Scheol was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made self-destructive decision ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At thirteen, the summer between middle school and high shoal I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the consortium house. Then last year, at the beginning of her junior year there was the instalment involving experimentation with marihuana and my manufacturer's Mark ; what would it be now ?

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

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

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

Joanie was in the rachis ass of Harry's pleasure craft, 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 dorsum where I could see my car, after we got coffee and the waitress left us alone Harry started,

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot regretful. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending officers was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a have sex dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a prat Light Within out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four multitude in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his chief squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the backrest with a guy named LaTarian Dino Paul Crocetti and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting policeman there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take guardianship of Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand Worth of fracture in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

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

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two calendar week every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this clock time ; will tomorrow morning, maybe have a footling detox session and let her spend most of her detoxification on her potbelly ‘ reason she won't be capable to sit."

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

The ride rest home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the drunk in the backseat it was in quiet. At house I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a buss. In nastiness of her transgression she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would vary that.

In my room I packed a bag with the vesture I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a small-scale traction with items I would or might need. From xviii years experience there were certain things that Joanie might require. If she didn't tactile property well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Anacin III, Anacin III that she still got like she did when she was a little girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to bring home the bacon a kip aid and supporter with withdrawal, the red bulb clyster syringe and, of class my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, unhurt straw toast, orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

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

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

I cut her off.

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

Big as dish aerial, her optic,"What Daddy ?"

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

The drive to the cabin was smooth. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. Music was playing on the radio receiver, Hellenic Country, but low, not intrusive. We stopped in township, got supply for a calendar week then drove on, it was darkening by the metre 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 bedroom and bathroom on the priming base and a sleeping attic above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bath and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a frypan, fried some spud with onions and peppers then sautéed two perch fish filet while spinach simmered.

Joanie was clad in a robe that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the attic. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a coke, yes, a Coke, God I wanted a Maker's mug 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 female child it these tarradiddle is the most beautiful missy in the domain ( how the nooky can they all be the most beautiful girl in the earth ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a troll 130. She has rather full moon breast, a poofie stomach and a derriere made up of twin fleshy globes 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 pigeon loft. As a put-on I'd bought her pajama for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a drop cloth bum ; they were cardinal grosbeak red. I admired her rather liberal backside as she descended, I could see a panty occupation. She'd put as a good deal textile as potential over her very vulnerable bottom ; smart girlfriend, but no hope.

dinner was a rather quiet affair. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apology and excuse, how she'd not known about what"those people"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, claptrap, blah."

I let her talking, through dinner, while I cleaned up afterwards, over deep brown. Joanie knew me, she asked,

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"papa, you can't, I'm 18, an adult, you know. I could go to the constabulary, couldn't I ?"

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

She hung her psyche as I stood up and took her hand, 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 seat of her jimmies.

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

"Daddy, please, this is so embarrassing, don't watch me."

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

"Oh pop, yes, I smoked some cannabis, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

It wasn't as though she was exposing much of herself to me, her PJ's covered virtually of her. She filled the cup and handed it to me.

The test showed the presence of the cannabis but, thank God, zero else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a chair in the heart of the elbow room, straight backed, no arms, uncomfortable for much besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please pa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

twenty dollar bill, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pajamas, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few rent ; I ungripped and lowered the tizzy. Panties were observable

Ten, ten, ten on each impertinence, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to break loose, I held her tighter, my go forth arm gripping her soft middle ; I stopped.

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her Whitney Moore Young Jr. dead body until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajama were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unchained but I ignored them as I lowered the single art object. First her swollen chest 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 panties on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to have me take them off, theatrical role of her penalization. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to rise her hip. They lay on the floor at her feet as I began.

I started at the junction between her fundament and her second joint then spanked up, over her sit maculation to the top of her buttock then back down.

Crack, crack, crack, the resounding music of flesh meeting flesh. After about 30 whacks I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, heart 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 mess for a patch. It tied her in knots when she did something that perturbation me so much that I punished her.

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

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

I thought for a moment then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to facilitate you relax ?"

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

I got one of the ataractic suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's can was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple shades of red, reddish blue, purple with just a sense of touch of grim, shit, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

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

How can she remember, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her twenty percent birthday, over thirteen years ago.

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

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my digit along her Venus cleft, her prick back then it was nothing more than a pink vale, her labia and clitoris were unexploited but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

"Please Daddy,"she begged as she took my hired man and pulled it toward her ; the back of my manus brushed the slick hair covering her Monday veneris.

"Please,"she said as she opened her legs and guided my helping hand to her.

I let her, I didn't attempt to turn back her nor did I take out away. My middle finger found her groove. I'd used my index finger when she was Lester Willis Young but my middle finger was longer, better able to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a nestling with just a pocket-sized immature slit. Her outer labia were swollen, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was spectacular and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the consistence of a woman.

She trembled under my ship's boat succour then snuggled against me. Soft soft snoring, the sedative had taken outcome, she slept.

I didn't, no rest 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 hurt anyone, claptrap, blah, rant. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was awry, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboo against incest had a practical ground before the handiness of nascency control ; but no longer.

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

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

I took my hand back, her jiggery-pokery on my finger. I brought it to my lips ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a smile on my face.

I awoke to the smell of burnt umber percolating and Viscount St. Albans sauteing. Joanie stuck her head into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, nothing else.

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a shell on Viscount St. Albans, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last night Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"ghost me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My niggling Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pinko ; at least the other colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my medal on her sorely maltreated bottom.

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

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

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

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

What could I say, Marcie, my departed wife was a cute Irish jeune fille, short, a little pudgy and soft with strawberry blond hair, entire tit and a plump merchant ship ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bum. My judgement wandered and I began to get an erection memory. albumen as clogged ointment, how I'd loved to bequeath a ping hand mark 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 posterior, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you consider 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 daunt in that car I'm glad the police stopped us, I was never so beaming to see Uncle Harry in my life."

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

"At the party, they were at the party. We ran out of beer, one of the guys was twenty-one, he could buy more and I had a little money, I was going to dedicate 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 head. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a couple of joints then the guy in the back hindquarters with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some fresh young white pussy. 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, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black dicks tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to pull my pants off when we got pull in over."

"You were lucky the cops showed up but Joanie, you know you put yourself in that position, what were you thinking ?"

"Daddy, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch. dada, I'm still a Virgo the 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 kicks 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 opt when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

I knew she was a Virgo the Virgin, my probing finger the Night before had explored her vagina. She was closely and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it best if we change the subject.

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

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

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

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

I showered and dressed in light fitting shorts, tee shirt and a couplet of fink ; I was waiting at the bum of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a horrific experience for her but, once she was rescued by the constabulary and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from question and arrest her awe had been transferred to another serving of her general anatomy. He'd saved her pure snatch but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent assessment of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so blame stupid ; pappa, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, young people make stunned mistakes but that's a big part of eruditeness, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the Ellen Price Wood. We spotted a flight of steps of duck coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a slight belated for their northbound migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a maculation of Grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid member out the leg of my trunks then she'd taken it into her sass. It was like a animal dreaming, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should have stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feel she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty jet eyes and smiled then began cryptical 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 minuscule Princess might be a virgin but it was evident 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 observable past involution with fellatio made me wonder just how a lot Joanie had gotten into.

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

"Oh Daddy, 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 can and get ready while I got her cup and test strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and panty around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her article of clothing I tested her pee. Still registering hemp but not as high up as the day before. I led her to the sleeping accommodation 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 short and let them shine to her feet.

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

I gave her ten moderately hard knock on her pantie then bared her buns and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and position asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"will you hold me papa ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to stomach, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and jersey but was naked from the waist down, which I tried my best to ignore.

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

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

I had to consider how to answer, finally I said,"I guess other matter were more important to me."

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

"wellspring, you did hold your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"fountainhead, don't you ?"

"How do you have it away anything about your old Dad's sex life-time, anyhow ?"

"My sleeping room'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 moan and moan on Sat, the night he parted her plastered petty bottom. God, that was the easily, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

Even with their rather intimate lieu watched her redden in superfluity, then she whispered,"pappa, I knew what you two were doing. The internet, you know."

"And ?"

"Oh pop, this is so embarrassing, please don't make me say."

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

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your arms. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my fingerbreadth while I listened. I wanted it to be me, I wanted you in me. But now I'm gladiolus 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 huge, not erotica star size. He was a slight over 7 ½ inch and a bit chubby.

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

Joanie caught her breath,"Daddy, will it hurt ?"She asked.

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

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"tactual sensation me Daddy, delight concern me."

Her knocker were milky 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 nipple then the other Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own hand. His deal cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her button she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to converge him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juices flowed as her papa drank from her sweet outpouring. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her legs back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his digit he opened her then guided his cock to her virginal portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting electrical resistance from her virginal membrane he told her,"This may injure baby."

He thrust forward. He felt her tender maidenhead 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 unsound is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

Rob was glad he'd given Joanie a couple of orgasms with his tongue, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to loose and accept the invasion of her young body. Her ramification wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to foregather his accident. auditory sensation emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"nookie me daddy, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, make love me upright, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and fast Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her grueling against him as he spewed into her pumping six twelvemonth of pent-up semen into her, bathing her uterine cervix, migrating into her fallopian vacuum tube, searching for a fertile egg.

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

"We'll go into townspeople to the drugstore and get some of the Plan B pills this afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

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

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

"Squat over me,"he instructed as he guided his penis to her vagina.

"Sit on me and take me in."

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

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

Her full boob, her poofie little breadbasket, her ruby gold sleek pelt and, most of all her alluring fount smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"more than anything Daddy, now and forever."

She loved that top berth, felt she was controlling the legal action. She bounced, hooted and squealed in delight until she'd bathe my musket ball with the fragrant flood of her climax.

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few more food market and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought various plan B pills and some scented lubricant. The tab for prompt use, of course but the lubricant was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my charwoman more was in store as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my lady friend from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be unforced ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth control method acting. The Plan B pill were a stop gap measurement, 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 phone to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the keep abreast day. The doctor let her have intercourse that she would be doing a consummate physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd want to bathe before we left and that she should hold out clothing that was well-situated to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the examination. nigh would be subroutine, checking her pith musical rhythm, capitulum, nose, throat and oculus then it would become more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might stick her fingers up my butt, ungh."

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

Joanie was as unquiet as a long track cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the Doctor of the Church's government agency and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, nose, throat, etc. then a knocker test before the pelvic.

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

Two fingers into her vagina then shakiness of her ovaries, introduction of a speculum and a pap cytologic smear then a new baseball mitt and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the arcsecond in her anus checking the locating of her uterus.

As the medico withdrew her finger's breadth and shed her glove she gave Joanie a smile.

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

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

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

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

As she talked the Doctor was lubricating her index fingerbreadth. She touched Joanie's anus, gently pressing and saying,"Just relax, it will be over in a present moment or two."

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

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

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

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

"I mean papa, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my womb and neck from the spine side of meat, ick."

Rob chuckled,"What's so dread Princess, I've had my finger's breadth in you draw of times."

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

We'd left early for Joanie's medico's appointment so we'd skipped her morning time routine. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

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

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

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

"Do you want some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lube in you, I'm going to receive to sustain my finger in you ‘ til your muscularity grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five bit. 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 female parent. Now, why not bring a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to own my babe and live as my married woman. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could birth several child if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college pedagogy, she was so voguish but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the physician's penetration and my shaft was one hellava lot bigger than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling comfortably Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to wake up, the muscle spasm are gone,"she said as she got a crapulence of water.

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

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

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to do, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a duet of light slippers she was nude under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her boob and let out,"Daddy's dessert,"as I took one then the other between my lips.

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

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a second and third. As I brought her off for the forth time she was pleading for me to end, wailing in a awful delight. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

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

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

She was out of breathing space as she crawled up next to me.

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her balance and find for a few second then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

"I want you from behind tonight Princess. Get up on your knees."

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the staring pussy, 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 catch one's breath harder, more rapidly.

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

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

Her normal strait had changed. She was panting like a small-scale cunt being ridden by a big German language sheepman, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her bitch with the fuck of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

He rode her down to the mattress where she lay, dazed and glassy eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her battered dead body, caressing her face and buttocks, kissing her teary eyes.

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

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

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

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

"What do you mean, ‘ Close,'what were you doing with her ?"

Rob gave first one then the other 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 flash lamp in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"cookery mostly, she'd arrive at herself clean and we'd use lots of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a igniter meal the night before then enemas several 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 very much I like anal 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 take your big rooster up in my belly."

They dropped the subject and over the future two hebdomad null more was said. Their sex life was frequent and active, exploring various positions. Joanie had begun to bask being taken from behind. She liked the feel of the additional inch 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 loose. He spent a lot of fourth dimension on her diffused stern, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The number one sentence he used his lingua on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to alternate up but he held her down and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a finger to her button he could fetch her to climax that way.

The first time he slid up on her vertebral column and ran his cock along her scissure, touching her she was so panic-stricken she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to get in you. Slowly he ran his shaft up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No pa, it felt kinda nice."

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

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

On the way household from the doctor's Rob stopped at the supermarket and got the making for a salad. That was going to be tonight's supper.

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

After their brightness supper Rob catered to Joanie's every intimate desire. unwritten then cowgirl followed by a boring tender missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a 1 poached egg, one slice of toast, juice and coffee.

As they cleaned up Joanie was overcome by an ominous feeling. She was wearing only her carpet slipper, a pair of pantie and her robe.

The salad last night, the poached egg for breakfast, she remembered how he had told her how Morgana prepared. He was getting her ready for anal sex, she just knew the clyster would be next.

"pop,"she rasped.

As he turned to attend at her he saw her care ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her piss dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her slippers, panty and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedroom from the Bath. She heard piddle running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her fearful optic tracked him as he got the red lightbulb enema syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her helping 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 little while,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

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

"papa, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her cheek and sneak in 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 water deeper, up her descending Costa Rican colon, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

He continued to rub down her saying,"Let the piddle 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 splash of fecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his little girl's moans. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A second five light bulb enema followed by a third and finally a belittled three incandescent lamp insertion and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a clean robe and step-in for her while she was in the bathroom. Another quick bathtub and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just balance Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to hold back three hour after your enemas,"glancing at his scout he added,"It's

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

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

"Princess, noon will be the first prison term. We're going to do it four or five sentence over the course of the day."

"Oh Daddy,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as potential. I'm afraid you're going to become quite associate with luminousness meals and enemas, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to pillow but in her worn out state she was sleeping within minutes.

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

She started to screak but then she felt his pin-up spit 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 find fault up the lubricator from the pillow.

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

He talked to her.

"You've got peck of lubricating substance. Remember how the Doctor of the Church had you push down when she put her fingerbreadth in you ? I want you to do the same matter. When you feel me insistency against you push down like you're trying to potty, understand."

"A quivery voice answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her pelvis and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack several clip then guided it to her opening.

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

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to relax. Christ, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the best Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissues were tender and, as a Virgo she was being stretched to accommodate his cinch. That's why he wanted her several times this first base day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to writhe out from under him.

"I've got to go, pappa, 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 pot, she had to act her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no impression in the domain like a young daughter's Virgo the Virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably nasty grip of her sphincter muscular tissue squeezing his hard-on, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be grand but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each hereafter time. That wasn't all bad, she would be teach how to flex those muscles to squeeze and masturbate him and he could act a little rougher.

"Tighten up, tweet me, help me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. heart rate after streaming beat spewed into her, he thought he'd never hold on 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 pick 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 womanhood 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 anguish but, in true statement, the anticipation was worse than the reality."

"I'm gladiolus you feel that way but now I think you might want to sit on the toilet for a little while then put a pair of panties on and do 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 stomach, her head on his bureau and asked,"You said I was the trump, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're wonderful. Far and away the dependable I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"Other missy ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small little rear, I always felt I had to take it easy with her. I like plump bottoms, 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 envious but no more. I'm your female child now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't idea watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just conceive about it."

They'd been resting for about an hour when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

Joanie shimmied out of her step-in 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 position this time."He rolled her onto her book binding with her hips on the pillow so that her prat was elevated.

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

As he moved up to her he lifted her leg and asked her to draw them back toward her thorax, adding,"Remember to push 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.

"spirit the fullness again Princess ?"

A pained,"Unhuh,"rasped from deep in her throat.

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

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

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of breast, with her lenient white breadbasket and golden curlicue ; I could just eat you up."

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

"Joanie, have you ever pleasured yourself with your finger's breadth ?"

"Daddddddddy, what kind of a interrogative is that. God, even in this position you can hinder me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

After several accident 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 moans to throaty moans interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

As he watch she closed her eyes and a small smile played across her lips.

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten minutes 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 hard coming she'd ever experienced. He continued to pump her as she kept her fingerbreadth flying until they were both drained.

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

"My poor derriere's sore but my little pussy's sure happy."

It was moving toward latterly good afternoon, Rob said,"Let's grab a shower and get a collation to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with poker chip and cole coleslaw Joanie said,"That position was kind of neat, how we could look on each early's faces, see each other's heart. Is that your favorite position ?"

"I like it for just those reasonableness but, no, my favorite is missy under on her knees, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

"You know how you like cowgirl, how you can devolve on me, leap and really get into it ?"

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a little like that, I like letting her feel my strength, all of my length and girth, giving her a pugnacious ride."

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

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

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

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

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

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

Her little ring was red ; the vigorous physical exertion she'd received was evident as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full feeling in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to call on her.

She thought he was going to move behind her and she wasn't ready for that yet but once she was on her face he straddled her lour leg and held her top leg up as he moved against her.

With one hired hand holding her top hip his former massaged her abdomen.

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a humble grinning appear on his lips.

He continued to hold her lower breadbasket, then taking her hand and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

She was startled, it was as if something alive was in her paunch, 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 live was in me."

"Oh, it's alive 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 scavenge up a little and come back. I want a some of my Princess sweet ; put on a little physical composition, lipstick and eye ocean 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 back when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

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

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

From under the pillow he pulled out a hand mirror as he extended his tongue and flicked it along her slit.

Accompanied by her ohs, ahs, coos and Oh my deity, he tongued her for over ten minutes before he sucked the ruby red tip of her clit between her lips.

She couldn't maintain her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her pussy against his backtalk until she came with a rush and gush of tasty, tangy peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"well, take the things off the chest and tilt the mirror a little, 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 manus ?"

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

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your fingers up my small posterior hole."

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

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

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

He held her hip and let her careen and heart on him, reveling in the auditory sensation she was making ; still some groan but mostly stochasticity of pleasance over the show she was giving herself.

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

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't vexation, I will. Let's see how we can get into office where you an sentry when I'm behind you."

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

"Right,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the best view.

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

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

"pushing Princess."

She was still quite tight but it was getting well-fixed each time.

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

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

"Feel wax Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it finger sound ?"

"It feels sorta like the cramps I get when you give me an enema, like I really, really have to go."

"Put your handwriting under you, on your belly. I'm going to switch my angle of incursion so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able to feel me."

Once her hand was in place he scooted gamy on her dorsum so his insight was more toward her forepart ; he started to pump her.

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

He grasped each of her impudence opening her crack wider, going deep than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her deep, hard and fast for various minutes. He moans had turn to wail, her shit to a bawling cry as her tears 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 hard driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heating system as he roared and his ejaculate flooded her bowel.

wagerer, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as abstruse. He stayed in her until his chunk were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to get along into his implements of war, instead she curled into the fetal position with her back to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a small sense of taste of what rough play is like."

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

He had. She was sweaty, her tomentum was a disheveled pot, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing black-market streaks over her human face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, recherche in fact.

"ejaculate here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a taste, what's the"Full four-card monte ?"

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

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

"That's pretty severe, 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 position director, an significant employee to me, I hope you can understand."

"fountainhead, 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 daughter, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Leary fucked so difficult she can't walking, ok ? I hate her and I want her to suffer 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 stay pissed at you Daddy."

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoon position. He'd taken her from tail, his mitt fondling her white meat as she entertained herself with her finger. He came in her for the fifth time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhausted sleep.

They spent the symmetry of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two days, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the familiarity, the smell of resignation she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every potential view except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw mortal else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be office of their own repertoire, period, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their insinuate bonding going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and have his small fry and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more know and have it away partner. He could run his line of work from a phone and computer from their modest cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront dwelling house. And, as often as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % share of the business to retain to run their urban center office. He planned to put everything in apparent motion as soon as they got back.

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

Jewish adage : Man plans, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to fall from to the metropolis he received a call from his accountant.

"Rob, I think there is a trouble. It's not something I want to get into over the phone but I'd like to match with you face to face at your earliest convenience, when are you planning to return ?"

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

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

"If you think that's best, sure as shooting, we can. Want breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the good Jewish food shop in townsfolk. 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 know what a misapplication is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a discussion no businessman ever wants to ascertain. It's synonymous with embezzlement and that's what has occurred in your office."

"Sol, what the sin do you mean, it's only Morgana and me…Sol, what are you saying ?"

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

"Yeah, for sure Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her to a greater extent responsibility along with Thomas More money and a percentage of the business enterprise. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of course of instruction an option or you could terminate her. Why not talk to her first, determine out what happened, why she did it then make up one's mind 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 pulley lost in opinion, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his programme. 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 reaction ; tonight.

He took out his mobile phone telephone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's follow up ; I won't be able to create it in but I still want to get together as soon as potential. How about I grab a feeding bottle of wine and bar by your office around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even play a slight, you think ?"

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

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

There was a grinning in her articulation as she said,"I'll be quick for anything."

He knew what that meant. She'd be bathed, scented and dressed to the nines after giving herself two Fleet enema. 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 meeting with Morgana this even to discuss things. I'll be late getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

"My, my, young girl, if that didn't sound Clintonesque, but, yes, I may. desire I do because if I do you may get your wish."

She had a perplexed look on her face,"My indirect request"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"sang-froid your K and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"Daddy, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, ivory mid-heeled ticker, a white blouse with a little brown ribbon 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 boss give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"must have."

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

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living way she was nervous and girlish in a way a 43 year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the lone man she'd ever loved. If the trueness be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a appointment until she went to work out with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky daughter with chicken feed. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did wee her valedictorian and get her a entire ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero societal science and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job audience, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was wide-cut and he'd asked if he could share her table.

How she remembered it, she was nearly struck dim, 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 carry the Big ogdoad firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a maestro in accountancy and was moving up in the human race ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you consider me for your nanny situation, I've never been a nanny but I love tiddler and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her bay window rolling and her bladder about to erupt as she waited for his reply.

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

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

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of course I'm dangerous Mr. sea captain, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

She thought for a bit, 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.

"Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the table but a smaller firm's offered $ 205,000 and a partnership after a year."

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny and if you could do some workplace with my company on the method of accounting English 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 terrible experience in high school but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a little grin on his facial expression, he took her hand and kissed the rachis like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume 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 foolish and she wasn't a foolish woman, at least she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discourse it ?"

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

Then he let her know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the scent of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ma'am room, take off your panty and convey them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a mature Washington apple but when they walked out her panties were his souvenir. Before the eventide was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her skinny little consistence ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in honey. She started body of work for him the next Mon dawn. Then he'd kicked her to the curb bit, now he was back.

She finished the last of her vino and asked,"Care for more Rob ?"

"No, not yet, I think we need to let the cat out of the bag, don't you ?"

"What do you mean Rob ?"

"Did you know I had Sol doing an audit ?"

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you get it on what he found…"

She started to suffice, to deny.

"Morg, please, don't lie to me, I know what you've done, what I want to know is why."

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to suffer control. He stood, took her hired man, led her to the privy and dropped her lower clothing.

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

She flowed like a fervency hosepipe from both her urethra and her eyes,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

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

"Now, tell me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

"Morg, you've been my decently 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 police ? Should I give notice you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

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

"Ok, let's fill the fuzz off the table, you think I should kindle you then ?"

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

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

Key parole, words she'd understand.

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

A light came into her center,"Robbie what do with your bad female child. What do you do when Joanie is a bad little girl ?"

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

"Yes, yes, please Robbie, anything to let me keep to work here."

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

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll come 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 remainder, yes, you've been a bad little girl and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Saturday night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you gibe to that ?"

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

With his left hand he picked up the short 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 vanity there was a OK straight person backed death chair, ideal for the subject at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her cap off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her longsighted sleeved blouse then down the presence before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s thin woman, her breasts were small and highschool, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were small and blotto as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"stone's throw out of your place,"he ordered.

Beautiful off-white ticker with a medium heel were shed, he unfastened the waist band of her drawers and let them fall.

He told her to pace 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 embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her scanty and seated her. It wasn't a period, rather a squirt, spurt, pip-squeak before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

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

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

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you want me to stick around the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a crack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, forward, maybe tenth battered her. Her slight butt joint, so small, so slopped, his hand covered both cheeks, she was in tears. Morgana O'Timothy Leary was a good young woman, she'd never been spanked in her liveliness ; she was being spanked now.

Her legs were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the one-tenth snow. Then, over her pantie she felt his digit on her, she thrust back to fill his spot and came explosively.

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on frame the quip was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally stripe of Amytal. She was squirming, kicking and trying to miss but her belittled body was soft to contain. With just his left hand on the small of her back he held her in place until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more house spanks then, with her sex cupped with his decent hand and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her endorsement orgasm

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

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

mitt gripped her pin down hips lifting her to her knees, hands parted her small nether boldness, air pressure against her anus and parole she hadn't heard in six years.

"energy Morg."

God, she tried, she tried to push but it had been six years, 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 rasping 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 pretty hard but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still prolific, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for nascency control ?"

She snorted out a jape,"For the last six year abstinence."

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

"You're going to get along back,"she exalted.

"Morg Darlin'every Sabbatum until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then delight your honeyed tiny ass."

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

"Not as backbreaking 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 malice of the approximate anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

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

"Morg, you know it's going to postulate some time to reestablish the faith we had. The money in and of itself is not the real issuance although I do expect 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 finger that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't give me my spankings,"she retorted with a minuscule smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six long time of abstention were evident as he slid forward. She was as crocked as a young little girl, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

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

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

Then, with her 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 gullible centre of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have got coffee and I'll severalise you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

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

Joanie paused, she hadn't considered these branching,"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 minuscule peg and cultivated carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to get together with her each Saturday Night until the $ 2000 is completely repaid, then she'll get a spanking to cue her of what she's done."

"Ok, so what's the cultivated carrot ?"

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

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

"The final Saturday, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to birth her seed here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet clyster in preparation. That day I'm going to say her to bound off them, that I want to give her a sodding wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can see if you want. Afterwards I'll necessitate her out, probably to luncheon, we'll be gone the essential 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 tightly fitting little butt being filled with water system, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike hip joint across her pop's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor woman would be wrecked. Two divergent intellection struck her. In spite of her animus toward Morgana she felt some understanding for her and, second, she was going to consume a video recorder with her so she could film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, fourth dimension dragged.

She missed her pop on the Saturday nighttime he was away. She hated that he came abode with"That adult female's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her advantage point. Their household had an occupy feature. The master copy bedroom's large walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entering from both the sleeping quarters and a second entryway from the privy. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but comfortable hot seat so that she had an unobstructed sight dividing line to the bed. Her television camera was on a tri-pod and ready for natural action. And now time dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her regard. She'd told her dad that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, solar day away from her introduction. clip was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute full bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of approximative sex. In Truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tum was a good deal, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a turn of looseness of the bowels 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 chair. She waited for about ten bit, she assumed they were handling their job transactions before she heard the water running in the contiguous bathroom. It stopped and her daddy walked into the sleeping room with his five Imperial gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red electric light syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

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

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

"sweetness Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleansing. I'll give you a serial of enemas until the water system runs realise. I want your rectum and Colon completely empty, I thought we could own a decent yearn academic session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was blench lavender, Rob took her cap off, folded it and lay it on the chairperson. Then an ivory racing shell came over her straits. Her brassiere was also pallid lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no more than than a pair of fried testis capped with eraser sized rose nipples. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"whole step out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her cuticle, low heeled pump. He unfastened the waist of her slacks and let them fall, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the early items on the chair.

Her scanty were the Saami pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a baby size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a exclusive brass of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

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

"I'm going to use a small lube,"he said as he spread her brass. As his finger slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her clyster Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each time, could this midget 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 rub down her abdomen.

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

Finally he helped her to tolerate, she was bent like an old woman, holding her belly and moaning as he led her to the bathroom.

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

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

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

3 Roger Sessions and then she was percipient. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just take it easy for a few minute of arc, then I'll give you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her capitulum, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her Daddy was doing this as a incentive for her as she heard him continue,"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 wearable from the chair, laid her things on the bed then positioned the president so Joanie's view of Morgana's tail end was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

He jiggled her various clock time, raising her pelvic girdle, displaying her can. He laid his deal on her, one hand covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the link. He held her down and continued.

Crack, crevice, crack. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was firm enough to bring tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to forefend the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as disk, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the early still restrained, she was wide open. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was modest, a short slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spanking ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her dada fingered Morgana to a crashing climax. She then collapsed over his lap, absolutely spent from her ordeal.

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her script was down the front of her shorts and her scanty were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would try.

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 moving-picture show her papa with her ; and more importantly, would she want to take in ?

appearance time, she heard his car on the private road, the dog of the lock in the movement room access and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for lunch Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner last-place dark and breakfast this break of day, just for you."

"fountainhead ravisher, now that you're well fed would you care 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 bit by piece removed her precious lavender pantsuit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender flesh. He took her with his rima oris. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screams of XTC as he brought her to multiple coming. God, even from her distant vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female semen erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's font, no imprecate admiration he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her button until she tried to squirm away, pleading, no to a greater extent, 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, trunk shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tube-shaped structure of lube he asked,"Ready for the stopping point ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her wet little buttock, as number one one fingerbreadth then two worked lubricator deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more than of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into side. She was on her knee, her chest on the mattress, her cheek turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her articulatio coxae richly in the air, her bottom displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's hips and undersurface then moved up against her. His member looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the headland seemed to be the size of it of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight little curtain raising, she heard the Holy Writ,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

As he always did with her, her pa paused once he was completely in, allowing her to experience the irritating pleasure of a stretched and filled rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his genu behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his fundament up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his exercising weight to her hips, changing his angle of penetration 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 lamentation leak from the other woman.

He was plowing into her intemperate and fast like a megabucks driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no avail, he held her physical structure in its tuck position as he pushed down on the small of her backbone forcing her hips even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to look on. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the small cleaning lady. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to confine her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

Her television camera saw, she saw, Morgana's anus was beet red and gaped outdoors with semen dripping from her. At death he lowered her to the mattress on the verge of unconsciousness

He got up, went to the lavatory and got a warm flannel then, from her small overnight type he got a tonic pair of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the icebox. He wiped her eyebrow with the material then her behind before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton panty on her, picked her up and carried her to the client room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God pop, I'm sick and scared. aid me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and scanty and lay down on the bed.

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

taking 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 elbow room. Maybe a slight compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to save some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a short offend kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her titty. At a departure about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her arm, drew her close, smoothed her tomentum and kissed her boldness. She no longer hated,"That Woman,"it was more like she was an friend. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the same condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's bosom 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 have stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

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

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

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

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the cutest little kitty-cat imaginable ; like a short girl's. So lowly, neat and pink."

"Oh hell Joanie, everything about me is like a little girl's."

"I know and it makes you cunning. Would you like to see mine, I'm so blasted big."

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

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

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

As her digit began to rub and examine 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 fingers, I'd like it on my lips."

Joanie splayed her pegleg 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 short clapper was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, softer mite ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her strong breathing place, probing her. Joanie could finger her climax building.

"Oh Saviour, you're about to get your first preference of female child cum Mo,"as her trunk trembled in orgasm.

That deception knife went to her flow like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to slack. Then, with a skanky grin, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep these panties on until I can sit on the throne for a while, I've got a butt wide of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

"I know and I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"What do you intend, your fault, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

"Oh, we've played rough but never like that, I'm not certainly 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, Daddy 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 portion him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could share if you want."

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the yesteryear respective workweek he spent Saturday with you, we could lick out days 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 old age until the recent episode. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a wonderful melodic theme but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your geological fault ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a arcminute or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a small taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a recollective time 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 loo, yes, I saw everything."

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should take figured it out when you knew what my kitty-cat smell like."

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

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

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

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

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

"Mo, I want kids, his kids. You could be like an aunty to them. Maybe you could go here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our bedroom then on our nights we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what dear Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we propose this to our harem maestro ?"

"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 Thomas More affair to carry through,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the early ?"

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

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you need me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The first item on Joanie's bucket list tasted a little like salty citrous fruit, when she'd finished to a refrain of Morgana's titillating sounds she retrieved Mo's all-night kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brown rice pilaf, desegregate summer squash and a bounce greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"Daddy could we have a drinking glass of wine-colored and go out by the kitty, Mo and I would care to utter to you."

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

Both the lady friend were anxious, squirming in their president, trying to set out the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's scratch with you. What do you need ?"

"dad, Mo and I were talking. I want you to know, I'm not jealous of her anymore and we both know how a good deal you, well how very much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so dissimilar, you know, unlike soundbox that, well you know…"She trailed off.

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

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rails and Jo's got a decent soft plush body and since diverseness is the spicery of liveliness, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and shout is it."

"Yes dad,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could rend out her theater and move in with us.

"And what about our architectural plan Princess ?"

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

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

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

Rob had already decided, the estimation of having both the neat niggling variation car that was Morgana and the plushy luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd have a minuscule fun with them.

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

"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 potpourri we're offering."

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorus,"well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your trunk as up-to-dateness, is that fairish ?"

"Who ever said lady friend fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

"Mo and I would each possess our own elbow room. You could choose who was to come up to your bed each night except when we're having our periods then the former would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls act out the division of responsibilities for the inside of the business firm, I'll take concern of the exterior expanse and the pool, fair enough ?"

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

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's face fell and Mo could say the fear in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been right, her rough ride would be the adjacent day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

"No Daddy, aught that tomorrow won't remedy, I'm sure."

"Now, one net matter, I want both of you to sleep together that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my backbone and the threat of blackmail. We won't do this type affair again and I'm going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else dame ?"

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

He got up, carried his glass into the kitchen then said,"cum ladies, let's go to my bedroom."

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his snappy chair so that she would make a sound sight of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, come and stand in front man of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to experience a spanking. You are going to get ten rap on your shorts followed by ten whack on your panties and then an indeterminate number on your bare bottom. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to plowshare my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climb into bed. Joanie, contain off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy knocker required the support but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her prominent nippled, laboured breasts came into view. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might need to titty have a go at it his girl soon, maybe after she was fraught and they began to fill.

"cum plication over my lap,"he directed.

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

"point of view up and shake off your short Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The rate was more measured, the accident firmer as ten fell on her pantied bottom.

These had caught her attending, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her bottom until she was raising her pelvic arch to come across his caresses. He went between her wooden leg, stroking her private parts until her breathing had changed with arousal.

"Lift your hip and let me get your panties off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

go, the volatile speech sound and searing bite of pulp on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

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

With his unoccupied hand he smoothed her hair and massaged her shoulder. As she started to squirm on his lap he whispered,

"That's a good girl Princess, cum for pa,"as she had a small orgasm.

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

"Can I give birth my panty back pa,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, issue forth stand in social movement of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your boxershorts, ten on your panties and then however many are required on the bare flesh to attain the desired result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's apartment chest with little brown nipples.

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

first base ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and use up your shorts off Morgana.

gabardine cotton, just what he'd told her to bring in her nightlong case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a monumental load in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a instant spanking, this was one abused bottom.

He gave her ten firm ones on her panties, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her cunt through her panty for several minutes before saying,"Lift your rosehip for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pinkish from her early spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

chap

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little bottom is pleasant-tasting. Do you believe you could need me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

"I know, you're saving her buns 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 rib whispering about ?"

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

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

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

MISTAKE

It was like a school girl slumber party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude bodies but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric endeavor at poetry that imparted to him a gem of entropy. Off key she sang, ,"citrus fruit and common salt or a chocolate malt, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob thought process of himself as a connoisseur of fine slit ( as if there is any former kind ). As an example Joanie's female parent had been the sweetest of cantaloupe vine while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus and salt. No question, this yoke had become a bit more than allies, he'd demand to keep that in psyche.

Rob let them play for about half an time of day then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her breasts. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could feel his erecting against her bottom.

"Mon call your doctor up by the cabin, get a good word for someone down here. I want you to get an naming for as soon as potential ; get the IUD removed and let's start out a family, OK Princess ?"

He could hear the joy in her voice as she said,"Oh pop, I want your baby so much."

"Good Princess, I wanted scores of minor, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your bosom full phase of the moon, your belly swollen and your bottom broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the ominous entailment when her dad said,"Of course of study, 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 back then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact formal with her breasts forced to the mattress and her hips elevated. He pressed down on the small of her back so that she elevated her sex organ like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a fairly gravelly ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this power position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough with her, but not this metre, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a tune up for Sunday, and on William Ashley Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

After he'd cum they lay together, him holding her.

"You became pretty good pal 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 Friend, but now you and I need to change seat I promised Morg a slight activeness tonight."

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

He fondled her tiny breasts until her mamilla stiffened then he lowered the hind end of her pantie 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 take my scanty off ?"

"Nope, I want you to tantalise your clitoris with your fingers while I play with your boob and fuck your cute little rear end ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount her like she's a novel Lester Willis Young filly then ride her to the footing like you did with me this morning."

"You don't seem any the forged for jade Morg."

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh young filly, I'm an experienced mare and it was still all I could consume. Please, all I'm request is don't hurt her too badly, I've mature fond of her."

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

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

"Joanie's minuscule ditty, you know…'Citrus and table salt or cocoa malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrous fruit and salt and do you have it off what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a corking deal of verity in that utterance, now give me a lilliputian activity, I'm ready to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next first light but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the mesa, it was weak, cold cereal grass, pledge and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in drawers and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slider, evidentially deciding there was no pauperization to get dressed just to peel for her clyster. Although the day was sunny and pollyannaish, the humor in the kitchen was somber.

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

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

"Jo, I've never given an clyster to anybody but myself in my life and I always use those little 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 warm water supply, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lube me then you put the enema syringe schnozzle in the water and wring then vent. The bulb will fill with water. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't acquittance it, though or the bemire water supply will occupy the medulla. Pull it out and reprize the process. I usually get five bulbs full phase of the moon three sentence before I'm empty."

"Do you want to get set about babe,"Mo asked as she took Jo's bridge player and led her to the bedroom.

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

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

"Take your slippers 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 panties ; Mo rolled those down feather and off, she noticed that Jo was trembling.

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

"Mo, I'm so frighten off, I'm about to wet myself right now."

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous squirt, not the gushing flowing of a full bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would bring back to the bathroom before she joined her dada on the bed and she'd keep her panty on as long as possible…there was cipher else they could do.

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

"cum on Mo, use a round question with sufficiency pressure to work the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp hurt. Take me to the potty."

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

"Please Mo, I'm going to suffer an accident here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some confection smelling bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with body application, brush your hair and give some light make-up. What do you want to wear off ?"

"I thought white skidder, white thigh high stockings, white lacy phantasy panties and a white satin robe. Does that touch your approving ?"

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

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

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

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

She was sipping her second trash when her dad came in.

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

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

Mo was standing at the door, he patted her on the bed as he passed,"Did you need soundly care of her for me Morg ?"

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

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

He took Joanie's hand to conduce her to the sleeping accommodation, she was trembling nearly uncontrollably. He pulled her to him and hugged her,"It'll be ok Princess."

"I've got to potty Daddy."

He led her to the bathroom but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you recall how terrify of anal retentive sex before I took you the first metre and then afterward you told me that the expectation was far worse than the realism. We both know what's going to happen a minuscule later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the prevision will be tough than the reality."

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

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

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

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

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

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, several orgasm, then some dull, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another coming. 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 final doubtfulness, he took her mitt, pulled her to her groundwork and fitted her panties back in place,"ejaculate Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the bedroom Joanie was surely 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 carpet slipper. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh senior high but the step-in were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her fortunate pelt was now nicely shaped and dandy, not the wild bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

He dropped his own robe, kicked off his carpet slipper and, taking her into his arms folded them down to the mattress.

Kisses, sweet shared breaths, tasting knife, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, easygoing tummy, neatly trimmed mons pubis 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 pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His backtalk suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the sexual climax washes through her body, her organs hold, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then give up as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the ambrosia that flows from her.

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

He slides up her consistence, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the lulu. His stroke are dim and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just days it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, draw a blank the TV camera recording her every second, block what awaits. Right now she's the felicitous girl in the world as she dreams of the female parent she will soon be.

A grin paints her brass as her consistence quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her pappa is sitting beside her.

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

sang-froid, slick, fingers probing her, and more lubricator, her pappa's interpreter, just loosen up Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

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

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could have answered, yes, he would make her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a pocket-sized woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, great, now lean forward and put your chest on the mattress, close up your arms and stay your head on your weaponry, perfect."

Just a minuscule fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulders, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the minuscule of her binding so that her hips and genital organ were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

He'd penetrated her anally various times before. From that view she knew what to expect when she heard,

"energy Princess."

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

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

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

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

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately strong fucking, then,

Mo stared, she knew the biz was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's wing he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing most of his exercising weight when he gripped her, forcing her back to archway, forcing her prat gamy, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her cheek adding another inch that he could imbue her.

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

Her wail was pitiful as he rammed her again and again. His cock was profoundly than it had ever been, stretching virgin 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 side turned toward the tv camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, fateful trail down her buttock, the lipstick was smeared, her do hair a scraggly mass. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous roar as pulse after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping receptive, cum was draining out over the rim of her pussy. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the way plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you desire to take guardianship of her Morg ? Get her a duo of cotton scanty to try to control the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Anacin III for pain and two of her sedatives to facilitate her sleep."

Morgana got a tender wash drawing cloth and the step-in. She wiped her font and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton Jockey shorts. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medicament then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to anguish both of his female child, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana hurt he'd never have been so rasping with her and, after having launched the rape on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to founder Joanie such a rough ride. He decided not to talk about this with the females, Joanie would palpate completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this fiasco he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the province lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was tardily evening before they finally came out of the bedroom, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was out to, holding her abdomen and walking on wonky legs. Morgana was helping to support her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we take in a looking glass of wine Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a crank of a crisp Chardonnay along with the rest of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a little residual. She wants us all to sleep together."

"That's fine with me."

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

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

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your girl, your Little Princess. You're my man, the solitary man I want. I want to sense you in me, please Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

She gave him a lowly wistful smile, in a gross understatement she said,"I hope so, I'm a bit sore."

They finished the vino 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 game but I want Mo to hold me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to sleep. Rob's putz was back in Joanie's bed and Joanie was nuzzling at Morgana's bantam breasts.

She was still a petty shivering the future morning but she made the margin call to the gynaecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the future available appointment was six calendar week hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but potential. Just observe the strings and slowly and gently overstretch until the piffling plastic twist dad free.

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying matte on her back, Mo inserted her finger into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little staining of blood line 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 think ?"

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a pair of fertile female person, yes ?"

"Well, 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 weeks sex was sponsor but nearly always vaginal in the missionary position.

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herb to increase his cum and sperm output and after sex he would stay in them as long as potential to abridge leakage.

When Joanie had missed her s flow and began to abide from swollen breasts, morning nausea and stultification they ran two home pregnancy tests. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her maiden naming with her new OB/GYN.

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

Mo rented out her family, she now lived permanently with them. to the highest degree 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 decent baby gibbousness, even beginning to sense a little movement. Her titty were filling and leaking a little colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute footling summertime maternity gabardine and strappy Caucasian sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one little Methedrine of wine, what could it hurt.

Her pop provided the answer. He came home unexpectedly and saw her glassful of wine-colored. He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

walking over to her and taking her paw he said,"Young lady, fare 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 broadcast his leg to accommodate protuberance, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

Ten fast and firm on the hind end of her cute little smock then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity panties and then they were down around her knees.

"Count for us Mo,"he said as his hand produced a acuate crack.

"One."

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

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

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, total here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a degraded ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten to a greater extent on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

She held out a long clock time. The tears didn't flow until she'd absorbed 17 thwacks.

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

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY gelatin. Morg's stiff little bottom had given him an hard-on and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual property but Rob directed her to the professorship directly across the table from him.

Once she was in station he bent Morgana over the table.

"keep hands missy,"he instructed.

They both heard the strait as his zip came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat of her pantie, then the shiver 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 moon, so very, very full.

"My pecker's all the way in you Morg. Do you like it ?"

"I feel like I have to potty Robbie only more so, God you feel bigger."

"You've got a nice tight little bottom. I like to fuck it Morg ; do you like me to eff you Morg ?"

A choked,"Yes Robbie, I like it when you fuck me but it's embarrassing being like this on the table and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

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

Rob fucked her for about 30 instant. Her lilliputian ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panty back into place.

red cent, 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 missy but you've had your spankings. I just want assurance that there will be no more soaker consumption until after the bringing. Do I have that sureness ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

"good. I want you to cognize how practically I love you both,"he said as he moved around the mesa kissing for the first time one and then the other.

"We love you, too daddy but you said that you had something extra in psyche for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the third gear somebody was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you girlfriend game to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly plot when Daddy was away, and since there were two miss and one guy it would certainly conduce to some girl on girl activity. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

Both of the female child were a little antsy through the respite of the eventide, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

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

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"perfect tense, now commit your articulatio genus up a niggling and spread your stage, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may possess 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 knees between Morgana's legs.

"list forward and slip your limb under her legs and get the picture her hips."

In this position Joanie's face was only in from Morgana's genitals.

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

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the backbone of her head pressing softly downward he said,"citrus tree and table salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some agency this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his peter. She had her expression buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder joint he could see her tongue flicking the little button. Both of them making audio of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the redolence of both woman melding, oestrogen and progesterone flooding their organic structure and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could get the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my athirst bottom, fill me up with your cum ; lie with me, bed me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush fundament. She was pushing back to satisfy him. Morgana was trembling on the scepter of her climax, he could feel contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was set to erupt.

triad voices, raised, expressing spectacular pleasure, they ended in a jumbled mass of legs, arms, sass, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was ready to go again, he was rock laborious within minutes.

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect short pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the result for that.

"Straddle my face Jo, let me taste you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her hindquarters dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three fantastic orgasm. Joanie fell to the English exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming orgasm before he gushed into her decent slopped cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a pregnant dead body had left her just smiling quietly.

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

"You know Robbie, as many times as we've had sex and as many times as you've tasted me, I've never tasted you. Could I ?"

"Who am I to traverse a hunky-dory charwoman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could experience that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a real trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her oral fissure. She swirled her spit and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to view,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a while 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 than ? Your cute fiddling butt end is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the before episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to catch some Z's, Rob filling her bum and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's delivery went off without a stop. They now had a cunning squalling packet of babe young woman in the theatre. Morgana was an huge help ‘ though in true statement she was like a doting grandmother to the infant and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven home when the child, capital of Seychelles Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to ingest a blow and there was none in the house. The baby rear was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child seat available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the presence rider's fanny and trucked on down to the vicinity widget store, got a twelve pack and drove home plate. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"neediness one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you necessitate Vicky out without a car backside ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most uncaring affair I can imagine. There is no cause on God's immature ground that getting a Coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a breaking, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was xix ? She wondered and she was really angry with her friend.

"Just leave it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the rattling chair 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 panty down to her knees and whaled on her back side with the pilus 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 tear stained oculus and a stuck-up nose. Additionally, her bare bottomland was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reason, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not order him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell apart me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some snow would really make water her off. Want to recount me the eternal sleep of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car stern is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car tooshie, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so unquiet for a diffuse drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the rider hindquarters of the car and drove to the convenience store ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond dolt that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chairman while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to occur over to him.

Once she was in movement of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few multiplication so that her bottom was her eminent point and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stomach in the recess and imagine about what you've done. fare out into the livelihood room when you're make to be 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 hired man are small and I can't hit too hard."

"fountainhead, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how aliveness can take some unusual bend. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age conflict I feel more like a gramps with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other daughter, Joanie filling the drum roll as mother. It's working well for all of us .