Fri evening, the first week of June and I was totally unstrain. I'd met a acquaintance for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten domicile around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of Maker's bull's eye, rocks with just a plash of weewee while I enjoyed the hushed. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second gear in her course of study and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her achievement. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby girl was nursing at her mother's breast, there in the infirmary bed, when Marcie, my married woman, suffered a fatal head aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the sole caretaker of a new have 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 invaluable months. She took charge of Joanie's precaution and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and change babe and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen time of day of quietus. Mom would have liked to stay longer but my father's health had taken a crook for the worst and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

fountainhead, nanny might he understating her duties and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very significant person in Joanie's and my life history. First she helped with youngster care then her duty evolved. My business is brokerage, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo functions as my position manager now. She's just a couple of geezerhood older than I, a picayune on the slender side ( record skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are unflattering and eschews make-up ; in other lyric she makes no campaign to make herself appealing but, none the lupus erythematosus, after that foremost dark and after she'd been with me for respective years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct delight to prompt myself that she was a wildcat between the sheets and blessed with the tightest cunt I'd ever had the pleasure to meet. Still, we mutually concluded that a business kinship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the week and always on the weekends for our special Sat nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex life went to hell in a hand basketball hoop but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to take the nullity. She liked to tease me and coquet unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing titty against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied bottom as she'd dash into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our upcoming vacation. I own a lilliputian vacation bungalow in the heap situated on the endearing tarn this side of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely wonderful hebdomad in June of each year Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely geographic expedition of the channels and creeks.

I'd just stood to fix another of that fine manufacturing business's print when the jangle of my telephone intruded.

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a bonfire for a"Start of summertime"party, guy some dog, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

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

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

"nil good, I'm afraid. There's a problem with Joanie, she's with me but I need you to come plectron her up. I'll sports meeting you at the Denny's on Somerville Road in thirty minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

"Let's talking there, not on the telephone, OK ?"

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

At thirteen, the summer between middle schooling and high school I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the syndicate sign. Then lastly twelvemonth, at the offset of her junior year there was the instalment involving experimentation with ganja and my manufacturer's Deutsche Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her fiddling stern over each of the above but now she was eighteen, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my Francis Scott Key and headed for Denny's.

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could give birth been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the fit 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 number one wood is a known dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a tail Christ Within out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over Sir Thomas More to roust him than anything else. There were four the great unwashed in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the number one wood and his primary squeeze Jamitious Curry were up figurehead but Joanie was in the book binding with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting officer there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him manage the searches of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a k worth of shot in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did look for Joanie's handbag, she had two rock'n'roll wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the Guy stuck their shit in the daughter'pocketbook but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( misdemeanor of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the screw away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a respectable girl but this could bear gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

"Oh yeah, I understand, thanks Harry, I'll quite a little with it."

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two hebdomad every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a calendar month this time ; provide tomorrow morning time, maybe have a fiddling detox school term and let her spend most of her detoxification on her bay window ‘ reason she won't be able to sit."

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

The drive home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the casual snarful and groan from the drunkard in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her lurch to her sleeping room, undressed her John L. H. Down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spite of her transgression she was still my"Little Princess,"nothing she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a pocket-size grip with token I would or might need. From eighteen years experience there were certain things that Joanie might require. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Phenaphen that she still got like she did when she was a picayune girl, in suppository cast, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a sleep aid and help with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, 1st Baron Verulam, hash browns, unharmed pale yellow goner, Orange River juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

Pouring her a cup of coffee berry, I said,"Eat."

She chased a rasher of bacon around her plate and took several taste 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 ready and, Princess, coterie surplus PJ's and step-in, you'll need them."

Big as disk, her eye,"What dad ?"

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

The drive to the cabin was quiet. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. music was playing on the tuner, Classic Country, but low, unintrusive. We stopped in Ithiel Town, got supplies for a week then drove on, it was darkening by the time we arrived. Joanie helped getting the cabin opened up. Although it was June the eventide was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

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

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with onion and peppers then sautéed two pole 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 loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a coke, God I wanted a Maker's Mark but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry calendar month for this household.

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every missy it these storey is the most beautiful girl in the world ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful fille in the universe ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

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

I watched as she climbed down from the attic. As a trick I'd bought her pajama for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too low temperature in the winter. I got her some that were one bit, had footies and a drop seat ; they were cardinal red. I admired her rather spacious can as she descended, I could see a pantie billet. She'd put as much cloth as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; smart lady friend, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather quiet social occasion. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combination of apologia and excuses, how she'd not known about what"those citizenry"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, fustian, blah, blah."

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"dada, you can't, I'm eighteen, an adult, you know. I could go to the police, couldn't I ?"

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

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

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

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

"pappa, please, this is so obstruct, don't watch me."

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

"Oh daddy, yes, I smoked some marijuana, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my vocalism was harsh.

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

The test showed the presence of the cannabis but, thank God, nothing else registered.

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

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

Joanie saw the hairbrush, nanna's hairbrush, resting on the slope table.

"Please pappa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

20, I counted, ten on each brass, on her pyjama, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the fall flapping. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the dither. pantie were apparent

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

": Settle down,"I said. I stroked her Danton True Young trunk until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her jammies were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her chest were unchained but I ignored them as I lowered the 1 piece. start her swollen breasts then her puffy tummy, then down.

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

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

I started at the conjugation between her seat and her thigh then spanked up, over her sit spots to the top of her buttocks then back down.

Crack, shot, gap, the resounding medicine of physical body confluence pulp. After about thirty belt I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, center flooding, olfactory organ leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so disconsolate, I'll never do anything like that again."

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

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

I knew she'd be a messiness for a while. It tied her in greyback when she did something that discompose me so much that I punished her.

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

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

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

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

I got one of the sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the bedroom I paused to admire my handicraft. Joanie's undersurface was a kaleidoscope of coloring ; multiple wraith of red, violet, purple with just a touch modality of downcast, damn, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

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

How can she call up, I thought. The finale time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over 13 old age 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 fingerbreadth along her Urania crack, her slit back then it was cypher more than a ping vale, her labia and clit were unexploited but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

"Please pa,"she begged as she took my hand and pulled it toward her ; the book binding of my paw brushed the silky fuzz covering her mons veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't effort to stop over her nor did I pull away. My mediate digit found her groove. I'd used my index finger when she was new but my eye finger was longer, better able-bodied to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very dissimilar than when she was a child with just a small immature snatch. Her outer labia were egotistic, her privileged labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was striking and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender ministration then snuggled against me. Soft gentle stertor, the depressant had taken essence, 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 activeness, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, rant, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was unseasonable, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical reason before the availability of giving birth restraint ; but no longer.

The chick and the bees talk, mother to daughter, male parent to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make Thomas More signified, female parent to son, a womanhood who could explain and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a soundly and considerate devotee ? And a founding father to his daughter, caring and loving, caressing, introducing her to sex gently rather than with some pimply faced teen across the backseat of a 2005 Honda Accord.

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

I took my script back, her hocus-pocus on my finger. I brought it to my lips ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grinning on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee bean percolating and 1st Baron Verulam 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 plate on Sir Francis Bacon, eggs and goner then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for death Nox Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"tinge me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My niggling Princesses tush was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the former colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely misuse bottom.

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

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

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

An absolute non sequitur, she whispered,"Do you retrieve 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 slight pudgy and flaccid with strawberry blonde hair, full breasts and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump merchant ship. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection memory. White as clotted cream, how I'd loved to leave behind a pink hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the arrant 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 think you merit another ?"

"Probably, I probably do but you really don't need to, I swear I'll never do anything like that again. I was so mark in that car I'm glad the law stopped us, I was never so glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

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

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

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

"Way, way over my capitulum. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a distich of roast then the guy in the plunk for seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na take in himself some fresh Loretta Young white pussycat. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my bosom. Then he said to the former guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this twat, too. That guy said, ‘ blaze yes.'Then the missy he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me look out, ain't ya, I wanta see your big Shirley Temple prick tear up that cunt's Theodore Harold White ass.'He was trying to pull up my pants off when we got overstretch over."

"You were lucky the cop 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 girlfriend was going to catch. Daddy, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed worse, more degrading that another girl was going to get her kicks watching it bump, 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 choose when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

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

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

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

Half way up she turned her capitulum, our heart met and she gave me a lilliputian smile,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in loose fitting shorts, tee shirt and a pair of stoolpigeon ; I was waiting at the nates 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 awful experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and pick up her fear had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her virginal pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent assessment of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so damned stupid ; daddy, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're Cy Young. Unfortunately, Pres Young multitude make stupid error but that's a big portion of learning, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woods. We spotted a trajectory of ducks coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a little previous for their N migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a patch of Gunter Grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the ducks paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her headspring on my lap.

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

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my drawers then she'd taken it into her rima oris. It was like a sultry dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should suffer stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the tactile sensation she was giving me were arresting. I stroked her whisker. She looked up with her pretty leafy vegetable centre and smiled then began inscrutable throating my cock.

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

I expected her to number off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her sass she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My niggling Princess might be a Virgo but it was evident that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her penalization because of this. If so, she was wrong, in fact her plain past tense participation with fellatio made me wonder just how much Joanie had gotten into.

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

"Oh Daddy, are you going to prepare me pee in a cup again ?"

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

rachis inside I told her to go into the john and get quick while I got her cup and mental testing 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 clothing I tested her water. Still registering marijuana but not as high as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

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

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

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

I gave her ten moderately hard whacks on her scanty then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and face asking if she'd like to lie down for a piffling while..

"Will you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

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

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

"dad how come you broke up with Morgana and don't date anymore ?"

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

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

"Well, you did have your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was overjealous, 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 picayune matter, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

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

"My bedchamber's future to yours, I could get wind 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 groan and groans on Sat, the Nox he parted her tight piddling freighter. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

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

Rob kept tranquilize as Joanie squirmed following to him, he gave her a little hug.

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not erotica principal sizing. He was a little over 7 ½ inches and a bit chubby.

Now would have been the saint time to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been year since he'd had sex, he held her closer. She sensed the modification in him, she could feel his hard-on climbing against her.

Joanie caught her breather,"pa, will it suffer ?"She asked.

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

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

Her bosom were milky E. B. White capped with modest pink nipples.

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

As his rim trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the former Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own helping hand. His hand cupped her plump backside as he kissed over her easygoing tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

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

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

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting resistance from her maidenhead he told her,"This may smart 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 split in one eye as she gasped for breath.

He leaned forward, kissed her and said,"The worst is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

Rob was gladiola he'd given Joanie a yoke of sexual climax with his spit, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to unwind and accept the invasion of her young torso. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to meet his virgule. Sounds emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"Fuck me Daddy, fuck your Little Princess, oh God yes, bang me unspoilt, get it on me good."

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

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

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

"commodity. I do want to induce your babe but not yet. I want us to experience some fun first, don't you ?"

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

"diddly-shit over me,"he instructed as he guided his penis to her vagina.

"Sit on me and study me in."

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

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

Her full moon breasts, her poofie petty potbelly, her reddish gold satiny skin and, most of all her alluring face smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came in me dada, it makes me finger like a woman. Am I your char now ?"

"Do you desire to be ?"

"more than than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into township. We had lunch, picked up a few more market and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought several Plan B pills and some scented lube. The pills for immediate use, of course but the lube was for later, if my Little Princess was going to be my woman more was in store as far as her intimate education was concerned. I'd always had a taste for anal sex, riding my missy from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be bequeath ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth mastery methods. The architectural plan B lozenge were a block gap measure, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an grownup Doctor of the Church, she'd only ever seen her pediatrician ; once dwelling I phoned her and got a recommendation for an OB/GYN in our orbit. I had Joanie phone to draw her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an engagement for the following day. The doc let her know that she would be doing a finish physical before she could tuck an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd want to bathe before we left and that she should wear upon clothing that was leisurely to get into and out of. She would probably be nude statue during the exam. Most would be mundane, checking her essence measure, auricle, nose, throat and middle then it would suit more encroaching with a vaginal examination, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might stick her finger's breadth up my butt, ungh."

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

Joanie was as spooky as a long tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the doctor's situation and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

It went as I'd explained, ear, pry, throat, etc. then a bosom exam before the pelvic.

The Doctor of the Church was especial as she explained what she was going to do each step of the way.

Two fingers into her vagina then shakiness of her ovaries, introduction of a speculum and a pap spot then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the indorsement in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

As the doctor withdrew her fingers and shed her glove she gave Joanie a grin.

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

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

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

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

"Almost done beloved,"she said.

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

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

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

The procedure was over, Joanie had a follow-up appointment for two weeks hence and a forethought that, although she could immediately be sexually fighting she might see some cramping. If so, just carry an over the counter botheration reliever ; Datril, Motrin 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 Daddy, she had her finger up me as far as she could go checking my womb and cervix from the endorse side, ick."

Rob chuckled,"What's so horrendous Princess, I've had my digit in you band of times."

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

We'd left other for Joanie's Dr.'s appointment so we'd skipped her cockcrow function. 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 dynamic she should be off the hook for the reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the john 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 cramp like the Doctor of the Church said,"she whimpered.

"Do you require some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lubricator in you, I'm going to have to keep my digit in you ‘ til your musculus grip them and play them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five proceedings. 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 perfect, plush and plump just like your mother. Now, why not take a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to have my babies and live as my wife. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could have several shaver if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final exam examination but that might be hard. She'd reacted badly to the MD's penetration and my tool was one hellava lot liberal than her slender fingerbreadth ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling unspoiled Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to wake up, the cramps are gone,"she said as she got a drink 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 snip, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of light carpet slipper she was nude under her robe.

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

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

She had a trembling, explosive coming then a second and third gear. As I brought her off for the Forth River clock time she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a painful joy. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

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

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and recuperate for a few second then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

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

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect pussy, anathemise this tone so good. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe harder, more rapidly.

"You're in promote pop, God you're stretching me. It hurts a trivial but it's a nice 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 rule audio had changed. She was panting like a small bitch being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive groan after another as Rob pounded her cunt with the fucking of her life sentence then with a roar he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her beaten-up body, caressing her sides and keister, kissing her watery-eyed eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

As he traced a exclusive digit along her crack he saw the realisation and fear flash in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

"You're going to do that to me, aren't you ? please don't pop, God it would be so crappy and mussy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"homework mostly, she'd make herself clean and we'd use muckle of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

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

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

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how much I like anal sex. She got a little painful sensation 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 cock up in my belly."

They dropped the subject and over the side by side two weeks nothing more was said. Their sex spirit was frequent and active, exploring various positions. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from posterior. She liked the feel of the supernumerary column inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her toilsome. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of time on her delicate nates, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

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

The low gear sentence he slid up on her backbone and ran his cock along her cranny, touching her she was so fright she nearly wet herself but he whispered,"It's ok Princess, I'm not going to move into you. Slowly he ran his cock up and down, brushing against her anus with each stroke.

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

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

"No dada, 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 job. Joanie was ok for a year unless something untoward happened.

On the way family from the MD'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 exonerated, she was no longer forced to give him a specimen each day and she no longer got her spankings. Everything was going beautifully except one and it was time.

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

Breakfast was a ace poached egg, one fade of toast, juice and coffee.

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

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

"Daddy,"she rasped.

As he turned to calculate at her he saw her fright ; she knew. As he watched her vesica failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her weewee dripping down her legs Rob helped her to the bath, took her slippers, panties and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedchamber from the Bath. She heard water running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a total five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her dreaded middle tracked him as he got the red bulb enema syringe and a lubricating substance of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hand saying,"semen 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 petty patch,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

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

"daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her nerve and insert the syringe.

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

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

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

He could hear the stir of fecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his picayune fille's moans. When it was finally quiesce and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A second base five bulb enema followed by a third and finally a small three bulb interpolation and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a fair robe and pantie for her while she was in the privy. Another quick bath and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just residuum Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to await three hour after your enemas,"glancing at his watch he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he severalise her the accuracy ? If goose egg else he was always reliable with her.

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

"Oh pa,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break away you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to turn quite familiar with Inner Light repast and enema, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to remain but in her exhausted state she was sleeping within minutes.

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

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

number 1 one finger then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincters then more lubricating substance. He helped her to lie next to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery voice answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her hips and seat then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his member along her crack several times then guided it to her opening.

"Push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his shaft split her sphincters and he was in her.

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to relax. Jesus of Nazareth, 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 attender and, as a Virgo the Virgin she was being stretched to accommodate his cinch. That's why he wanted her several times this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would hail next.

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

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

It happened nearly every prison term with an untutored anal Virgo, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the toilet, she had to motivate 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 stopcock filling your rectum. Just relax I'm going to fuck you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the mankind like a young daughter's Virgo the Virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably nasty grip of her sphincter muscles squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to scorn him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the like. She'd be looser each future clock time. That wasn't all bad, she would be learn how to flex those muscles to hale and wank him and he could take on a little rougher.

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

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. Pulse after streaming pulse spewed into her, he thought he'd never stop 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 emollient pie.

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

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

He kissed her eyes and then her lips,"Yes you're my adult female for now and for ever."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"early girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her humble little bum, I always felt I had to take it wanton with her. I like plump bottoms, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no to a greater extent. I'm your girl now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

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

Joanie shimmied out of her panties and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her hips he said,"We're going to try a different placement this time."He rolled her onto her back with her articulatio coxae on the pillow so that her tail was elevated.

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

As he moved up to her he lifted her ramification and asked her to pull them back toward her pectus, adding,"Remember to crusade when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"get-up-and-go Princess."

When he popped into her she grimaced and groaned. As he slid forward Joanie moaned and one eye teared. When he was completely in he rested.

"Feel the fullness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

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

"My Little Princess, beautiful of typeface, succulent of breast, with her soft White River bay window and aureate Robert F. Curl ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

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

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

"My poor bottom's sore but my slight pussy's sure enough happy."

It was moving toward late good afternoon, Rob said,"Let's catch a shower and get a bit to eat."

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with fries and cole slaw Joanie said,"That placement was kinda neat, how we could watch each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your favorite position ?"

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favorite is girl under on her articulatio genus, me behind her."

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

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

"God, you make it sound like she's in a dominate, implemental position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not make for that. I like to work hard, I'd trauma 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 hand and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her slider, he helped her out of her gown and rolled her pantie off.

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

Her little halo was red ; the vigorous exercise she'd received was apparent as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her back but without the pillow. Lifting her wooden leg he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full touch in her intestine before slowly pumping her a few prison term then he started to change by reversal her.

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

With one hand holding her top hip his other massaged her abdomen.

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

He continued to nurse her depleted tummy, 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 venter, 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 alert was in me."

"Oh, it's alive and hungry for some Sir Thomas More Princess. Now give yourself some finger's breadth and maybe we can get off together."

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his backrest when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

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

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

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

She couldn't keep her concentration on observation, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her pussy against his mouth until she came with a rush and gush of tasty, tangy peach flavored young woman juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

"fountainhead, take the things off the dresser and cant over the mirror a picayune, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the heading gameboard 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 hand ?"

He fingered her not quite so stringent short ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

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

"Wonderful, what we're going to do now is anal reverse cowgirl. I want you to pull in 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 principal in her she sat down with a slight moan as he filled her.

"Oh God Princess, lean forward just a piddling, I want to see me in you, let me admire your terrific ass. bait me, I want to see it going in and out."

He held her rosehip and let her stone and pump on him, reveling in the phone she was making ; still some moan but mostly noises of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

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

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

"Don't headache, I will. Let's see how we can get into positioning where you an vigil when I'm behind you."

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

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

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

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

"push button Princess."

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

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

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

"feeling to the full Princess ?"

"Yes, so good, so full."

"Does it feel dear ?"

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

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

Once her hand was in billet he scooted high-pitched on her back so his penetration was more toward her presence ; he started to pump her.

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

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her offer wider, going inscrutable than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her late, surd and riotous for various minutes. He moans had turn of events to lamentation, her breathlessness to a bawling cry as her crying flowed.

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

She tightened down as best she could, it was difficult with the hard drive fucking she was getting but finally she felt the heating system as he roared and his cum flooded her bowel.

bettor, it was better He was still in her, still riding her but not as hard, not as trench. He stayed in her until his bollock were drained..

He lay beside her expecting her to do into his blazonry, instead she curled into the fetal position with her back to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to cause a small perceptiveness of what rough caper is like."

"That was a small discernment ? I don't want a platter good, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a frowzled muddle, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing melanize streaks over her facial expression where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, exquisite in fact.

"Come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

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

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an hour or more than, that was to a lesser extent than five minutes."

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

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

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my office director, an important 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 somebody else take it."

"God girl, what do you want."

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

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

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

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoon military position. He'd taken her from derriere, his hands fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her fingerbreadth. He came in her for the 5th time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhausted sleep.

They spent the residual of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two days, he suggested it would be soft with a two dry quart clyster bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the intimacy, the tactile sensation of fall she got from being over Rob's lap. the true be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible place except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be function of their own repertoire, flow, full phase of the moon stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all founding father and daughter but where was their intimate bonding going. Joanie wanted to dwell as Rob's wife and have his kid and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved partner. He could run his business from a earpiece and computing device from their modest cabin until he could replace it with a lakefront home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a tangible asset to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % share of the business to continue to run their metropolis office. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Robert burn mark : The best laid outline o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish adage : Man plans, God laughs.

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

"Rob, I think there is a problem. It's not something I want to get into over the earphone but I'd like to assemble with you face to confront at your earliest widget, when are you planning to return ?"

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

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

"If you think that's best, sure, we can. want breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the best Jewish deli in Ithiel Town. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

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

"Rob do you sleep together what a embezzlement is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

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

"Yeah, sure Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her more responsibility along with More money and a per centum of the business. So what do I do now ?"

"The law are, of course an selection or you could terminate her. Why not talk to her first, find out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

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

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

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

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come up ; I won't be able to relieve oneself it in but I still want to get together as soon as possible. How about I grab a feeding bottle of wine and break by your berth around eight, would that mould for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

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

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

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

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

He knew what that meant. She'd be bathed, scented and dressed to the 9 after giving herself two Fleet clyster. He drove plate, he had a day to waste.

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

"dad, you're going to have sex with"That womanhood,"aren't you ?"

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

She had a bewilder look on her typeface,"My wish"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might come about ?"

"poise your super acid and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a grinning,"need me to warm you up for tonight ?"

Over the course of the day he brought his beautiful, suitable daughter off five meter 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 late, ringing her bell at eight-ten. She answered with a smile.

As he'd prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, ivory mid-heeled pump, a white blouse with a little brown laurel wreath 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 climb ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a nursing bottle of a fine Pinot Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her aliveness room she was scatterbrained and girlish in a way a forty-three yr old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only when man she'd ever loved. If the Truth be known, Morgana O'Tim Leary had never had a date until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with chalk. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did make her valedictorian and get her a full moon ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero mixer skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was full phase of the moon and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I take the Big eight-spot house or the aggressive littler firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a passkey in accounting and was moving up in the world ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you turn over me for your nursemaid billet, I've never been a nurse but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her liveliness, she was trembling, her tummy rolling and her bladder about to bristle as she waited for his reply.

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a picayune smile,"So you're a maestro, too. Mine's from capital of South Carolina, my Bachelors is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of course of instruction I'm life-threatening Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

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

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

"Why are we even talking, I mean, I can pay you $ 35,000 as a nanny and if you could do some piece of work with my companionship on the accounting side I could come up with maybe another $ 50,000. $ 85,000 tops."

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

She was so chagrined, he had a niggling smile on his font, he took her paw and kissed the back 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, delight Rob ?"

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

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

"Only a couple of blocks."

"Could we go over there and 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 odor of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies way, film off your step-in and bring 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 even was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The following day her tight fitting trivial body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the eve by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the adjacent Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the curb, now he was back.

She finished the last of her wine and asked,"fear for to a greater extent Rob ?"

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

"What do you think Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you know what he found…"

She started to reply, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to turn a loss mastery. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bathroom and dropped her lower clothing.

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

She flowed like a fire hosiery 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 resist 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 hirer give you a raise,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan gasp case and still had to add $ 500, God I feel like such a tramp."

"Morg, you've been my right hand for a lot of class, I can't remember anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we add in the police ? Should I fire you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

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

"Ok, let's withdraw the cops off the mesa, you think I should fire 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, delight not that, it would be like proscription from an Amazonian kinship group, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The lastly matter in the globe he wanted to do was arouse Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to rise her.

Key speech, words she'd understand.

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

A light came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad girlfriend. What do you do when Joanie is a bad 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, delight Robbie, anything to let me continue to act upon here."

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

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every week. I'll come over every Sabbatum to garner whatever you can pay, ok."

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

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

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

"Is that going to interchange tonight Morg ?"

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

With his impart script he picked up the little valise he'd brought while with his right hand 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 fine straight backed professorship, ideal for the matter at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her cervix. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her recollective sleeved blouse then down the nominal head before taking it over her shoulder and down. Morgana was s slender woman, her breast were diminished and eminent, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her teat were small-scale and sloshed as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"footfall out of your shoes,"he ordered.

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

He told her to step out of the quag ; she did, she stood in tusk thigh highs 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 panties and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a squirt, squirt, small fry before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your panty for a spell then I'll take them down and give you some more, finally you'll get ten of my expert with the light touch. Did you have your enema ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you want me to stay the Nox Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a fracture, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the bit, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her little tooshie, so small, so tight, his hand covered both cheeks, she was in tears. Morgana O'Tim Leary was a just lady friend, she'd never been spanked in her life history ; she was being spanked now.

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

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on flesh the chap was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from ruby to scarlet and finally run of blue. She was squirming, kicking and trying to turn tail but her humble dead body was wanton to contain. With just his leave alone hand on the small-scale of her back he held her in place until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right hand and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her s orgasm

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

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

Hands gripped her narrow hips lifting her to her genu, hand parted her pocket-sized nether impudence, pressure against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fervidness but, yes, she did like it, six geezerhood and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wrack her, he was going to lie with her somewhat hard but she'd be capable to walk tomorrow.

"Yes, I like it,"she moaned."Cum in me, please give 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, ravisher, are you still having periods."

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendancy ?"

She snorted out a jape,"For the stopping point six years abstinence."

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

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, sleep with you then enjoy your sweet tiny ass."

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

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

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

He let her snuggle against him, in spite of the rough 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 admit some fourth dimension to reestablish the corporate trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real takings although I do wait 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 experience that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't gift me my spankings,"she retorted with a trivial smile.

Gently he rolled her to her back and entered her. Her six age of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as squiffy as a youthful young lady, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the path of the Night, between full point of dozing, they copulated several More times. He left saying,"I'll see you at the bureau, I'll be there around noon."

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

Then, with her olfactory organ 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 befall 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 greenish optic of jealousy you're showing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and ingest coffee and I'll secern you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

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

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

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

"How so ?"

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

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

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

"The last Saturday, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to cause her issue forth here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet clyster in homework. That day I'm going to tell apart her to skip them, that I want to feed her a complete wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can watch if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requisite three time of day. When we get back you'll get your wishing ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her thinker wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny little butt being filled with H2O, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike articulatio coxae across her dada's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a piffling of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor woman would be wrecked. Two divergent intellection struck her. In spitefulness of her bad blood toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, instant, she was going to deliver a video recorder with her so she could film it.

"funfair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie clip flew, prison term dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Sat nights he was away. She hated that he came house with"That Woman's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her advantage full stop. Their home had an concern feature article. The master bedroom's large waltz loo was actually a walk-through, with entree from both the quiescency fourth and a second entryway from the bathroom. She could go across in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a minor but prosperous chair so that she had an unobstructed sight pipeline to the bed. Her television camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. And now clip dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one matter in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her dad that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, mean solar day away from her installation. metre was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panty coming off, her cute entire bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of rough sex. In verity, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

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

Anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her electric chair. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their line transactions before she heard the water running in the side by side bathroom. It stopped and her pop walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red lightbulb syringe and KY gelatin. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a little nightlong pillow slip, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a high schooling girl on her first date with the football game star.

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

"Sweet Morgana, I want to return you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of enemas until the weewee runs percipient. I want your rectum and Costa Rican colon completely empty, I thought we could throw a courteous farseeing sitting this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was blanch lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the chair. Then an ivory case came over her heading. Her brassiere was also blench lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her titty were no more than a duad of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose mamilla. Rob bent and kissed each one.

"Step out of your horseshoe Morg,"he asked

They were ivory, matching her shell, low heeled pumps. He unfastened the shank of her slacks and let them return, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other items on the chair.

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

Naked, Joanie could see how absolutely bantam 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 trivial lubricating substance,"he said as he spread her cheeks. As his finger slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each time, could this tiny charwoman 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 piddle way up in you Sweetheart, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the water system, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the H2O was forced deeper into her bowels.

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

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

It sounded like a maelstrom as Morgana's gut emptied. Gas, feces and moan escaped, it lasted for Sir Thomas More than ten arcminute. Joanie thought, God I bet I sound like that, too.

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

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

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

"Just take it easy for a few minutes, 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 bonus for her as she heard him go along,"your spanking."

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

"Payment and a spanking, that was our accord. This is your last spanking, you set ?"

He took her article of clothing from the chair, laid her thing on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

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

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

sally, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly reprehensible spanking but it was house enough to impart teardrop. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as saucer, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was spacious undetermined. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could hold her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was lowly, a light pussy completely containing her labia, she was still a schoolgirlish pink. The spanking ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the front of her shortstop and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so severe that she feared that Morgana would take heed.

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

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

Show prison term, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the lock chamber in the social movement door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for dejeuner Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner finish dark and breakfast this morning, just for you."

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

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

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

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

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his mouth. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screams of ecstasy 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 heartbeat of distaff ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no damned wonderment he came home smelling like"That adult female's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clit until she tried to wrestle away, pleading, no more, no more.

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

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

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

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her tight little cheeks, as for the first time one finger's breadth then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the subway system aside, he massaged her backside ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her articulatio genus, her chest on the mattress, her face turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hips high school in the air, her bed displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's pelvic girdle and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked vast, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the principal seemed to be the size of it of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight little orifice, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

As he always did with her, her daddy paused once he was completely in, allowing her to go through the painful pleasance of a stretched and filled rectum.

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen arcminute. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his articulatio genus behind her when he seemed to reposition. He drew his base up along side Morgana so that he was in a doodly-squat. He rose up and transferred his weight to her rose hip, changing his angle of insight so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a earsplitting stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the plaintive wail safety valve from the other woman.

He was plowing into her gruelling and fast like a wad driver. Morgana tried to cast off to the mattress, to escape but to no service, he held her consistency in its tucked stead as he pushed down on the lowly of her cover forcing her hip even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too macabre to look on. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the modest char. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling heartbeat of sperm and come into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to book her up, continued to have it away her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a lovesome flannel then, from her slight overnight case he got a smart pair of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative drug suppositories from the icebox. He wiped her hilltop with the cloth then her fundament before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton plant panty on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A entirely lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two Thomas 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 manner of walking from the room. Maybe a petty compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire to save some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

Joanie climbed into the Edgar Guest bed, Morgana was out to the creation. She gathered her into her munition and kissed her cheek.

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar whiz. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a little injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her breast. At a personnel casualty about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her weapon system, drew her close, smoothed her hair and kissed her cheek. She no longer hated,"That adult female,"it was more like she was an ally. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the same condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an hour before she began to become cognizant of her surroundings. The showtime 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 bedroom 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 girl and I fooled around, nothing serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her white meat ?"

"No, we just touched each other's breasts, aught at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the emasculated small pussy conceivable ; like a little daughter's. So small, neat and pink."

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

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

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

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

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

As her digit began to rub and dig into Joanie's breathing changed.

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

Suddenly Morgana's stimulation was manifest, too.

"More than on my fingers, I'd like it on my lips."

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

"discernment me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The agile little tongue was like nothing Joanie had ever felt, it sought out blank space her Daddy had never found, a gentler, softer spot ; feminine almost feline, it circled her button, her warmly hint, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your first penchant of girl cum Mo,"as her organic structure trembled in orgasm.

That conjuring trick tongue went to her flow like a kitten to warm milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked smile, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

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

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you signify, your fault, you had goose egg to do with it. I wanted Rob to fuck me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

"Oh, we've played rough but never like that, I'm not sure I can 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, papa and I do thing 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 plowshare him, he cares deeply for both of us and now we could share if you want."

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past tense several workweek he spent Sabbatum with you, we could solve out days and when you're having your point I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would work, don't you agree ?"

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

"I think it's a grand idea but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your 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 perception of what he liked, that he liked to go for a tenacious fourth dimension that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with mortal else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"hoot, 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 forty-four, so, no, I doubt it."

"Mo, I want kidskin, his shaver. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could last 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 crack he can't refuse."

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we offer this to our harem lord ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie Bootie twins."

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

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

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

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you 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 lean tasted a little like salty citrous fruit, when she'd finished to a chorus line of Morgana's erotic auditory sensation she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in boxershorts along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a brownish rice pilaf, mixed summer squash vine and a springtime greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"papa could we have a methamphetamine of wine-colored and go out by the pool, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

Both the fille were anxious, squirming in their chairs, trying to set out the conversation in convulsion and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's startle with you. What do you want ?"

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

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

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a dainty sonant plush body and since variety is the spicery of life sentence, we just thought you might like a choice at your beck and call."

"My beck and margin call is it."

"Yes pa,"Joanie piped in, regaining her mettle."We thought Mo could rent out her firm and motility in with us.

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, so I'll have the babies. 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 care to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the nifty little play car that was Morgana and the plushy luxuriousness ride that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd get a little fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

"Like Nancy Ronald Wilson Reagan used to prophesy,"Just say no,"I could just say no."

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

"That's decent Robbie."

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

The choir,"fountainhead, maybe."

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

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

"Who would kip where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

Mo and Jo looked at each former. Mo said,"fine with me,"Jo added,"Me too."

"You girls work out the variance of responsibilities for the interior of the sign of the zodiac, I'll take care of the outside region and the pool, fair enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to have full phase of the moon wash-out enemas every two days. You'll be responsible 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 have it by no afterwards than ten in the morning."

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

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

"No Daddy, nil that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

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

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

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

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

"Joanie, add up and support in forepart of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to have a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whang on your panties and then an indeterminate number on your bare prat. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to share my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, delight climb into bed. Joanie, contract off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy breast required the living but today was an exclusion. As her T-shirt came off her enceinte nippled, heavy titty came into view. Rob took a here and now to admire them, thinking he might call for to titty fuck his girl soon, maybe after she was meaning and they began to fill.

"Come bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and set down your boxers Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The yard was more careful, the stroke firmer as ten fell on her pantied undersurface.

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

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

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the panty are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to weigh the stroking and I want you to weigh them out aloud, realize ?"

"Yes Robbie."

Crack, the explosive speech sound and searing sting of flesh on flesh.

"One."

scissure

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in tears, two Thomas More for beneficial measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her outdoors sex, toying with her clit with his indicant and middle fingers while pressing her anus with the pad of his quarter round. After a spanking he liked his little girl to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any LE, but over meter he could get them to attend forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

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

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

He let her catch one's breath for a few hour then said,"Ok, into bed with you."

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

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

"Morgana, seminal fluid base in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

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

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with niggling brown nipples.

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and select your short circuit off Morgana.

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

He gave her ten tauten 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 hips for me Morg so I can get your scanty off."

She was still pink from her in the first place spanking.

"Joanie, counting them."

go

"One."

Crack

"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 bantam little bottom is delectable. Do you think you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. shag 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 bottom for tomorrow, aren't you ?"

"Why would you think that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

MISTAKE

It was like a school day young woman sleep company, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude statue torso but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poetry that imparted to him a gem of info. Off key she sang, ,"citrus fruit and salt or a coffee malt, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob idea of himself as a cognoscente of finely cunt ( as if there is any former kind ). As an exercise Joanie's female parent had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary was citrus fruit and common salt. No interrogation, this couple had become a bit More than Allies, he'd need to celebrate that in mind.

Rob let them spiel for about half an hour then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her breasts. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could find his erection against her bottom.

"Mon cry your doc up by the cabin, get a recommendation for someone down here. I want you to get an engagement for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's start a category, OK Princess ?"

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

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

"daddy, 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 sinister implications when her Daddy said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're meaning 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 rachis then he forced her up onto her knee joint. Then he pulled her back until she was in a constrict ball 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 variety meat like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a pretty approximative ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was observable he preferred this power lieu. verity be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little unsmooth with her, but not this meter, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a tune up for Billy Sunday, and on Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

"You became pretty sound buddies today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

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

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

He fondled her diminutive breasts until her mammilla stiffened then he lowered the bum of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favorite form, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

"Aren't you going to take my panties off ?"

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

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you think day, Morg ?"

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

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

"Robbie, I'm not a novel Thomas Young filly, I'm an experience female horse and it was still all I could contain. Please, all I'm request is don't hurt her too badly, I've grown fond of her."

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

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

"Joanie's petty ditty, you know…'Citrus and salinity or chocolate malted milk,'well Morgana, you taste like citrous fruit and salt and do you live what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great spate of truth in that utterance, now give me a piddling action, I'm cook to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the tabular array, it was wakeful, cold-blooded cereal, toast and fruit juice accompanied by coffee berry. Morgana was in boxershorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to undress for her clyster. Although the day was sunny and pollyannaish, the humour 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 block at the drug store and get Morgana her own enema syringe.

After he'd left the young woman remained in the kitchen talking.

"Jo, I've never given an enema to anybody but myself in my life and I always use those fiddling 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 urine, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe schnozzle in the body of water and clinch then press release. The bulb will fill with piddle. Then you put the nozzle in me and crush. Don't passing it, though or the dirty water will make full the electric-light bulb. overstretch it out and duplicate the process. I usually get five electric-light bulb full three times before I'm empty."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting trivial nervous spurt, not the gushing flow of a wax vesica, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep back her panty on as long as possible…there was naught else they could do.

The enemas went well. Five medulla oblongata then Jo's tummy massage. She was giving instructions right along.

"Come on Mo, use a circular gesture with enough pressure to forge the H2O all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp hurt. Take me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some seraphic smack bathroom oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with body application, brush your hair and apply some light composition. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought Stanford White slippers, white thigh heights stockings, white lacy fancy panties and a white satin robe. Does that meet your approving ?"

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

It was nearly one by the metre 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 bootie right now. Maybe a glass of white wine ?"

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

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

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

Mo was standing at the doorway, he patted her on the posterior as he passed,"Did you take skillful attention of her for me Morg ?"

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

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

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

"I've got to potty Daddy."

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

"Princess, do you call in how terrified of anal sex before I took you the first time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the realness. We both know what's going to occur a trivial later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the prediction will be high-risk than the reality."

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

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

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

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

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

"I thought you might savor a bit of oral, various coming, then some tiresome, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to ready me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final examination inquiry, he took her hand, pulled her to her animal foot and fitted her scanty back in spot,"cum Princess,"he said.

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

As he removed her robe she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her slippers. It would be up to him if she retained her second joint highs but the pantie were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden fur was now nicely shaped and neat, not the wild George Walker Bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

kiss, sugariness shared hint, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, tit sucked and teased, soft tummy, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the gustatory sensation, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a clapper dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her piddling opal waiting. His lip sucking it in, his knife teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the sexual climax washes through her body, her organs clench, uterus, anus, vagina, all tighten and then turn as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her climax after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

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

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the loo, blank out the video camera recording her every minute, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happy girl in the world as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A smiling paints her face as her body shakiness and she has a diminished orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

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

Cool, slickness, fingers probing her, and more lubricant, her Daddy's vox, just relax Princess as his other deal strokes her back, her hair, her boldness, then,

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

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

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

"Ok Princess, get up on your knee, great, now lean forward and put your breast on the mattress, shut down your arm and breathe your brain on your weapon, perfect."

Just a little fine tuning. He pulled back on her berm, tucking her consistency a little more tightly, pressed down on the humble of her back so that her articulatio coxae and genitals were elevated, then spread her stage just a little more, she was ready.

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

"Push Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's pelvic girdle flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter brawn, the groan as Mo saw Rob's cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with prick. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to locomote her bowels, so broad, she'd tactile property so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward apparent movement. He continued at that step, in that rhythm for about ten minutes.

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

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

Mo stared, she knew the biz was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flank 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 system of weights when he gripped her, forcing her back to arch, forcing her bottom higher, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her impertinence adding another inch that he could pervade her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, papa, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the tv camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her cheeks, the lip rouge was smeared, her coifed hair a scraggly lot. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a rowdy holler as pulsing after impulse of his burning cum filled her prone dead body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the lips of her pussy. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the elbow room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you desire to aim aid of her Morg ? Get her a twosome of cotton fiber pantie to try to control the mess while I get a few of her suppositories, a twosome of the Tempra for pain sensation and two of her sedatives to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash drawing cloth and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her tail end before helping her into the cotton fiber legal brief. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the girls alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pool. He'd never meant to hurt both of his girls, it was a tragic misapprehension. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana suffer he'd never have been so rough with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to yield Joanie such a crude drive. He decided not to talk over this with the female person, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was late evening before they finally came out of the bedchamber, Joanie's hair was brushed but she was bent grass, holding her abdomen and walking on shaky legs. Morgana was helping to support her.

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

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

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a petty eternal sleep. 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 sure I want to say it, but she wants to be with you so you can make love her again later, like you did me."

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

"I'm not trying to rise anything but that I'm your missy, your short Princess. You're my man, the only man I want. I want to finger you in me, please dada ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

They finished the wine-coloured and made an too soon evening of it.

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

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

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

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

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying flat tire on her back, Mo inserted her fingerbreadth into her vagina, located the train and pulled it out. There was a piffling spotting of blood but nothing more.

"Thanks Mo, that wasn't bad at all. Now, let me withdraw 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 frequent but nearly always vaginal in the missional position.

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herb to increase his semen and sperm production and after sex he would persist in them as long as possible to lose weight leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second period and began to hurt from swollen breasts, morning unwellness and stultification they ran two home base pregnancy trial run. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her first off appointment with her new OB/GYN.

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

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

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a gracious baby bump, even beginning to feel a little movement. Her tit 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 piddling summer maternity smock and strappy Edward White sandals. She and Mo were sharing a ice of bloodless wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one piffling glass of wine, what could it hurt.

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

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

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

straight person to the spanking chair.

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

He had to spread his pegleg to suit Bump, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

Ten fast and firm on the seat of her cute little dust coat then he raised the skirt and delivered ten more on her maternity step-in and then they were down around her knees.

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

"One."

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

7 months significant she couldn't wiggle much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, get here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a fast ten on her short circuit. Then shorts off and ten more on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

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"One."

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

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

Neither saw him pocket the subway of KY Jelly. Morg's tight short butt had given him an hard-on and he knew just the cure.

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

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

"cargo area hands young woman,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zipper came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat of her panty, then the pall of the lubricant being drizzled on her and fingered into her, then she heard,

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The slant was different, he felt self-aggrandising, like he was getting deeper.

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

"My cock'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 gracious mean little bottomland. I like to fuck it Morg ; do you like me to bed 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 custody with Jo while she watches."

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

Rob fucked her for about 30 minutes. Her little ass was sore by the clip he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

"You were both bad girls but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more alcoholic use of goods and services until after the bringing. Do I have that assurance ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

"good. I want you to roll in the hay how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing number one one and then the other.

"We love you, too Daddy but you said that you had something special in creative thinker for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the thirdly person was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you little girl biz to try ?"

They looked at each other. They'd played their girly games when pa was away, and since there were two missy and one guy it would certainly lead to some girl on female child action. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

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

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you think you can get on your knees and tend forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"perfective, now pull your articulatio genus up a slight and disseminate your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may possess the prettiest pussy in the world."

"I'm glad you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knees between Morgana's legs.

"tilt forward and slip one's mind your blazon under her peg and get the picture her hips."

In this posture Joanie's face was only inches from Morgana's genitals.

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

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hired hand on the back of her headland pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and saltiness, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it slow with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some style this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute girl, her rose hip elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her human face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her lingua flicking the little button. Both of them making sounds of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the redolence of both women melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their eubstance and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could receive the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my thirsty posterior, fill me up with your cum ; make love me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

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

trio vocalization, raised, expressing spectacular delight, they ended in a throw together people of legs, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

He was quick to go again, he was rock concentrated within minutes.

He heard the margin call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfective tense trivial pussy sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"span my fount Jo, let me taste you."

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

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her heavy and fast, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her skillful tight cunt.

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

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

"You know Robbie, as many sentence 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 deny a delicately woman her sustenance."

It was a kickshaw he cursed himself for missing all these years, her natural language was like a Snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favorite nip of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel 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 rima oris. Like a real trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her mouth. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch out,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a piece before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastical, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

Remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one more ? Your cunning fiddling butt is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the mediate facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the other installment on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suction my tit while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her bottom and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's delivery went off without a encumbrance. They now had a cunning squalling big bucks of sister girl in the sign. Morgana was an vast assistance ‘ though in truth she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a alert mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven home when the infant, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an date so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the house. The baby buns was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no nestling can available. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's prat and trucked on down to the neighborhood wash room memory board, got a twelve ingroup and drove abode. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her snow to the house.

She was placid as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the blow,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would care is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the nook, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless thing I can imagine. There is no reason on God's unripe earth that getting a nose candy a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a gap, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was nineteen ? 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 drinking straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the merry professorship and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her panties down to her knee joint and whaled on her back side with the hair 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 teardrop stained heart and a persnickety nose. Additionally, her bare posterior was deep red. 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 elbow room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to clear her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to tell me what it was ?"

"I went and got some snow ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some coke would really make water her off. Want to state me the rest of the news report ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car seat is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car place, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a balmy drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the rider hindquarters of the car and swarm to the public toilet shop ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond unintelligent that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the zippy chairperson while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in strawman of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few metre so that her bottom was her highest compass point and delivered L house spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stomach in the corner and think about what you've done. Come out into the animation room when you're quick 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 hands are pocket-sized and I can't hit too hard."

"wellspring, I'm sure you made an wallop on her."

It's odd how life can strike some unknown act. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age difference of opinion I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grannie and my other daughter, Joanie filling the roll as female parent. It's working well for all of us .