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

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her attainment. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen eld ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby daughter was nursing at her mother's white meat, there in the infirmary bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a black mentality aneurysm and I was left a widower and the resole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did have avail. My mother came to stay on with me for three invaluable months. She took direction of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and change sister and get accustomed to functioning on just a few steal hours of nap. Mom would take liked to outride longer but my Fatherhood's health had taken a turn for the worst and she was desperately needed at house ; when she left I hired a nanny.

well, nanny might he understating her duties and note value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very important person in Joanie's and my life history. First she helped with child care then her duties evolved. My line of work is brokerage, I buy, sell and find particular for others and Mo office as my office handler now. She's just a duo of years older than I, a little on the slender side ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are unflattering and eschew make-up ; in other tidings she makes no sweat to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that world-class night and after she'd been with me for various yr and after a few cocktails I had the trenchant pleasure to remind myself that she was a savage between the piece of paper and blessed with the tightest snatch I'd ever had the pleasure to fulfil. Still, we mutually concluded that a line relationship 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 Sabbatum nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex lifespan went to hell in a paw basket but I had a more content girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to satisfy the void. She liked to tease me and flirt unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing breasts against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute tail a wriggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied ass as she'd sprint into the lavatory for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our approaching vacation. I own a little holiday cottage in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this side of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely wondrous weeks in June of each year Joanie and I spend a two weeks there. There are Grant Wood for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the channels and creeks.

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

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a bonfire for a"get-go of summer"party, roast some weenies, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a pair of beers ; I answered,

"Hello ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my skilful friend since form school, I'd been his C. H. 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 work schedule and he was on duty.

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

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

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

After we'd stave off my mind went into a commotion. What the hell was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a angel. In fact she made suicidal conclusion ; not often thank God, but she could be led.

At XIII, the summertime between in-between schooling and eminent schooling I'd caught her and her girl boozing my beer and smoke coffin nail back behind the pocket billiards house. Then close year, at the beginning of her junior class there was the episode involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

I'd blistered her little seat over each of the above but now she was 18, emancipated, an adult under the law. I got my key fruit and headed for Denny's.

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the view and the concentration of the early attending ship's officer was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a have it away dealer, ganja and shot cocaine. He had a tail light out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four hoi polloi in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the number one wood and his main squeeze play Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian St. Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting police officer there was a reefer smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him manage the lookup of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand worth of fling in Curry's purse. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two rocks wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the hombre stuck their shit in the young woman'purses 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 ( encroachment of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Martin's gon na walk and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a ripe missy but this could sustain gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be able-bodied to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two workweek every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this meter ; allow tomorrow morning, maybe have a little detox session and let her pass nearly of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ cause she won't be able-bodied to sit."

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

The campaign household was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the drunk in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her John L. H. Down to scanty and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In spite of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"nil she could do would deepen that.

In my room I packed a bag with the wearable I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller grasp with point 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 Tempra, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a little miss, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a quietus aid and assistance with drug withdrawal, the red medulla oblongata enema syringe and, of course my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added nanna's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled testis, Sir Francis Bacon, haschisch browns, completely wheat goner, orangeness juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like last warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of Sir Francis Bacon around her denture and took several mouthfuls of the eggs before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"dad, 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, pack extra PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

Big as dish, her eyes,"What daddy ?"

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

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

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

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potatoes with onion and peppercorn then sautéed two perch filets while prickly-seeded spinach simmered.

Joanie was clad in a robe that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the garret. I'd finished dinner party so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a snow, God I wanted a shaper's Mark but, because of the why, this was going to be a dry month for this household.

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

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a round 130. She has rather fully breasts, a poofie tummy and a bottom made up of Gemini fleshy globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those dope dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a joke I'd bought her pajamas for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too inhuman in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a drop seat ; they were carmine red. I admired her rather broad bottom as she descended, I could see a scanty line. She'd put as practically cloth as possible over her very vulnerable fundament ; smart girl, but no hope.

dinner party was a rather quiet involvement. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a combining of apologies and exculpation, how she'd not known about what"those citizenry"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, blah, blah."

I let her lecture, 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 home, she knew what she was there for, she sensed what was coming,

"Daddy, 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 butt, do you opine that would avail you ?"

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

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

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

"pop, please, this is so embarrassing, don't scout me."

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

"Oh Daddy, yes, I smoked some marihuana, ok, now you know."

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

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

The test showed the bearing of the cannabis but, give thanks God, zippo else registered.

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

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

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

"Please pa, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each cheek, on her pajamas, those jammies that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop dither. Already I heard a few bust ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. panty were evident

Ten, ten, ten on each nerve, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to turn tail, I held her tighter, my pass on arm gripping her soft middle ; I stopped.

": settee down,"I said. I stroked her young consistence until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the strawman ; I unzipped it. Her chest were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single piece. First her swollen breasts then her puffy tum, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep on her panties on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to hold me take them off, component part of her punishment. I lowered them to mid second joint then told her to arise her hips. They lay on the story at her feet as I began.

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

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

Thwack, thwack, thwack, the awesome, terribly auditory sensation of the oak backed encounter falling. I gave her ten ; it was over.

Joanie was sobbing, optic flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"dad, I'm so sorry, I'll never do anything like that again."

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

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

I knew she'd be a mess for a piece. It tied her in knots when she did something that upset 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 have to climb up to the pigeon loft ?"

I thought for a consequence then said,"Ok Princess ; do you want something to help you decompress ?"

"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 chamber I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple tincture of red, reddish blue, violet with just a touch of blue, damn, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

After a few minutes and in a shivering voice she asked,"daddy can you avail me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a baby ?"

How can she remember, I thought. The terminal time I'd done it was just prior to her fifth birthday, over baker's dozen years ago.

"I'm regretful 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 finger along her genus Venus cleft, her dent back then it was nothing more than a pinkish valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her 18 year old self.

"Please Daddy,"she begged as she took my hand and pulled it toward her ; the back of my script brushed the sleek hair's-breadth covering her mons pubis veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't attempt to stop her nor did I take out away. My mediate finger found her channel. I'd used my index finger's breadth when she was young but my middle finger was longer, better able-bodied to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very different than when she was a kid with just a belittled immature slit. Her outer labia were egotistic, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender succor then snuggled against me. Soft gentle snores, the sedative had taken effect, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the loathly and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, fustian, claptrap, blah. Then I waxed philosophic, the world was amiss, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a hardheaded reason before the availability of birthing control ; but no longer.

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

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

I took my deal back, her slip on my finger's breadth. I brought it to my back talk ; peaches and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grinning on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee berry percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her head into the chamber,"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 deep brown and a scale on bacon, eggs and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last night Daddy, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"hint me, feel how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My trivial Princesses fanny was stilled a mottled red and pinko ; at to the lowest degree the early colors of the rainbow had faded. I rested my medal on her sorely maltreat bottom.

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

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

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

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

What could I say, Marcie, my leave wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a trivial pudgy and soft with strawberry blond haircloth, full-of-the-moon knocker and a plump hindquarters ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My intellect wandered and I began to get an erecting remembering. White as clabber cream, how I'd loved to bequeath a pink bridge player photographic print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the perfect tail, I know, my hand fits it perfectly."

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

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

"Joanie, why were you even in that car ? Those mass sound like gang banger 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 little money, I was going to leave him the money and let him buy it for us. That's how it started."

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

"Way, way over my head. Almost as soon as we left the political party they fired up a couple of joints then the guy in the punt seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some fresh immature bloodless pussy. When I tried to promote him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big black dicks tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to rend my pants off when we got pull up over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to plunder me ; both of them and that daughter was going to watch. dada, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed spoilt, more degrading that another girl was going to get her kicking watching it happen, 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 condition, deflowered."

I knew she was a Virgo the Virgin, my probing finger the nighttime 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 blab then, ok ?"

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

Half way up she turned her head, our eyes met and she gave me a fiddling grin,"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 unleash fit shorts, tee shirt and a pair of sneakers ; I was waiting at the bottom 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 conduce the conversation. It had been a outrageous experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from query and arrest her reverence had been transferred to another portion of her anatomy. He'd saved her virginal pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. fantabulous appraisal of her dilemma, as end night had proven.

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

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

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the Natalie Wood. We spotted a flight of steps of duck coming in for a landing place on the lake. It seemed a fiddling latterly for their northward migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a patch of grass. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

The ataraxis of the good morning, the buss of the aristocratic sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's head. It was she who awakened me.

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

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

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her oral cavity she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My lilliputian Princess might be a virgin but it was plain that she had some experience at oral.

I wondered if she expected that I'd commute her punishment because of this. If so, she was incorrect, in fact her evident preceding involution with fellatio made me inquire just how much Joanie had gotten into.

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

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

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

Back inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get gear up while I got her cup and trial strip.

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

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

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

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

I gave her ten moderately unvoiced whacks on her panties then bared her bottom and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and sides asking if she'd like to lie down for a little while..

"testament 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 best to ignore.

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

"dad how ejaculate you broke up with Morgana and don't escort anymore ?"

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

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

"Well, you did get your moments."

"I'm sorry but I was covetous, I wanted to be your daughter ; Kinda dumb, huh ?"

"Joanie, you'll always be my missy, you're my niggling Princess."

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"wellspring, don't you ?"

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

"My bedroom's side by side to yours, I could discover through the bulwark 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 Saturday, the night he parted her sloshed slight tail. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

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

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed future to him, he gave her a piddling hug.

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your arms. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my finger's breadth 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 possess hurt me."

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porn adept size. He was a piddling over 7 ½ inch and a bit chubby.

Now would cause been the ideal metre to end this conversation but Rob was getting aroused ; it had been years since he'd had sex, he held her finisher. She sensed the change in him, she could feel his hard-on climbing against her.

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

"Probably a petty,"he replied."Do you want to get out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her jersey and shed her bra,"Touch me Daddy, delight signature me."

Her breasts were milky gabardine capped with small pink nipples.

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

As his backtalk trailed down sucking and licking one pap then the early Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own paw. His paw cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his spit flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her rose hip up to meet him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juices flowed as her dada drank from her sweetness spring. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

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

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her tender maidenhead rent, he was in and sliding deeper.

Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a rip in one eye as she gasped for breath.

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

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

As he continued Joanie began to unbend and accept the invasion of her young torso. Her legs wrapped around his pelvis as she thrust back to meet his slash. strait emanated from mysterious in her throat as she cooed.

"nookie me pappa, have intercourse your Little Princess, oh God yes, have intercourse me good, fuck me good."

He did. Stroking her difficult and fast Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her hard against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of pent-up seminal fluid into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian thermionic vacuum tube, searching for a fat 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 programme B pills this afternoon because, yes, you could get pregnant."

"trade good. I do require to take your baby but not yet. I want us to have some fun first, don't you ?"

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

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

"Sit on me and take up me in."

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

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

Her full white meat, her poofie little potbelly, her reddish gold sleek pelt and, most of all her alluring face smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had tiffin, picked up a few Thomas More market and stopped at the CVS chemist's shop. 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 womanhood more was in store as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal sex, riding my young woman from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be leave ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth mastery methods. The Plan B pills were a halt gap measure, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

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

She explained what she wanted and was capable to get an appointment for the following day. The doctor let her know that she would be doing a complete physical before she could introduce an IUD.

Joanie had never had a female strong-arm and asked me what she could expect.

I told her that she'd want to bath before we left and that she should wear clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude statue during the examination. about would be workaday, checking her centre pulsation, ears, nose, throat and heart then it would go more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

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

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

Joanie was as nervous as a long chase after cat in a roomful of rocking chairs as we drove to the physician's office and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

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

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

Two fingers into her vagina then shaking of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap cytosmear then a new glove and the bi-manual, one fingerbreadth in her vagina the second 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 explanation 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 physician rubbed her potbelly saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be blue, I won't hurt you, I promise."

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

"Almost done beloved,"she said.

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

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

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

The function was over, Joanie had a review appointment for two calendar week hence and a caution that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might receive some cramping. If so, just take an over the return pain substitute ; Tylenol, isobutylphenyl propionic acid or such and perch a bit.

On the private road family 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 uterus and cervix uteri from the cover side of meat, ick."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Do you need some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

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

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

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

"No, you're 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 little fishing. Didn't catch anything but that was ok, it was dainty to just relax and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my cleaning lady, she wants to have got my baby and live as my wife. She was xviii and I was forty-one, we could have several children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college educational activity, she was so overbold but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my devotee if she could perish my final test but that might be difficult. She'd reacted badly to the doc's penetration and my putz was one hellava lot grown than her reduce finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling break Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we bet 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 raiment, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a twosome of light slippers she was nude under her robe.

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

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

She had a trembling, volatile orgasm then a minute and third gear. As I brought her off for the forth clip she was pleading for me to break, wailing in a painful pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

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

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her ease and convalesce for a few moment then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

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

As I helped her into position I admired her sex. Still a schoolgirlish coral pinko,"Beautiful, worthy,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect pussy, damn 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 boost Daddy, God you're stretching me. It hurts a little but it's a nice hurt."

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

Her normal speech sound had changed. She was panting like a minor bitch being ridden by a big German sheepherder, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her slit with the nooky of her spirit then with a roar he blasted pulse after impulse of his ropy cum into her

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

He lay beside her massaging her beat-up body, caressing her face and behind, kissing her teary-eyed eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God pop, I thought you were going to fuck me to death, you felt so big in me. My piteous little kitty-cat'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,"finis,"as he caressed her bottom.

"What do you stand for, ‘ end,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a ace digit along her fissure he saw the realization and fear flash in her eyes.

"pa, 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 pappa, God it would be so icky and mussy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"Preparation mostly, she'd make believe herself white and we'd use deal of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a lightheaded meal the night before then enemas respective hour 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 footling botheration from it but, like you, she likes a footling bit of pain with the pleasure."

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

They dropped the subject field and over the next two weeks cipher more was said. Their sex lifetime was shop at and alive, exploring various location. Joanie had begun to delight being taken from behind. She liked the smell of the supernumerary inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her hard. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of clip on her diffuse bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first base meter he used his natural language on her there it was like she'd been struck by lighting. She tried to leap 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 climax that way.

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

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

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

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

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

Joanie's piss was clear, 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 intimate desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a obtuse tender missionary. He ignored her backside and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single poached egg, one piece of toast, juice and coffee.

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

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

"Daddy,"she rasped.

As he turned to front at her he saw her fear ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her peg Rob helped her to the bathroom, took her slider, pantie and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedroom from the bath. She heard H2O running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a wax five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her fearful heart tracked him as he got the red electric light enema syringe and a lube of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her hired man 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 little spell,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

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

"pa, please,"she wailed, as she felt him spread her cheeks and slip in the syringe.

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

He continued to massage her saying,"Let the body of water do its work."

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

He could see the splash of fecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his little girl's moan. When it was finally repose and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

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

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

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to wait three hours after your enema,"glancing at his spotter he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he tell apart her the Sojourner Truth ? If nothing else he was always honest with her.

"Princess, noon will be the offset clip. We're going to do it four or five times over the course of study of the day."

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

Joanie couldn't imagine being able to catch one's breath but in her release United States Department of State she was sleeping within minutes.

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

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

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

He talked to her.

"You've got plenty of lubricating substance. Remember how the Dr. 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 Same way, you'll lie on your tummy and I'll lie on your back. That's the easy way for the fille and, Princess once I'm in I won't come out until I've cum in you."

He massaged her hip and freighter then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her offer various metre then guided it to her opening.

"Push Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The head of his cock split her sphincter muscle and he was in her.

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to decompress. Jesus of Nazareth, I love your nates. You're so tight, like a velvet glove gripping me. You're the topper Joanie, the very best."

He was not completely in yet, he hadn't begun to pump he was slowly moving deeper into her. Her tissues were tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to suit his girth. 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, dad, please let me up, I've got ta go now,"she wailed.

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

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no intuitive feeling in the world like a young girl's Virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grip of her sphincter muscles squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the Lapp. She'd be looser each future prison term. That wasn't all bad, she would be taught how to twist those brawn to compress and jack off him and he could represent a little rougher.

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

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

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

He kissed her eyes and then her lips,"Yes you're my cleaning lady 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 the true, the prevision 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 little 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 patch and it could get messy."

When she came back she lay on her breadbasket, her chief 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 former 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 thin with her lowly little butt, I always felt I had to withdraw it well-fixed 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 piss you off and I don't want that."

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no more. 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 mean about it."

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

Joanie shimmied out of her step-in and lay face down on the bed.

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her pelvic girdle he said,"We're going to try a dissimilar position this time."He rolled her onto her back with her hips on the pillow so that her fanny was elevated.

"I want to be able-bodied to see your fairly face,"he told her as he added a niggling lubricant, she was still pretty slickness from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to pull them back toward her chest, adding,"Remember to push when I ask, ok ?"

"Ok Daddy."

"energy 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.

"smell the fullness again Princess ?"

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

"I know you're probably feeling some pain. I'm stretching you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be able to take in 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 face, succulent of bosom, with her easygoing white tummy and golden curlicue ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

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

Rob took her script and guided it between her legs.

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

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

After respective accident Joanie was rubbing herself in calendar method of birth control with his pumping her. If he sped up, she sped up ; if he slowed, so did she. Her sounds changed from exclusively moan to throaty groan interspaced with a gurgling, cooing sound.

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

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

"God that was acute Daddy."

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

"My poor merchantman's sore but my little pussy's trusted happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with potato chip and cole slaw Joanie said,"That spot was rather neat, how we could learn each other's faces, see each other's eyes. Is that your favorite place ?"

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

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a short like that, I like letting her look my strength, all of my duration and girth, giving her a rough ride."

"God, you make it sound like she's in a dominated, slavish 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 wager hard, I'd damage 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 postponement wasn't long. He took her manus and led her back to the chamber. She stepped out of her carpet slipper, he helped her out of her robe 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 workout she'd received was manifest as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her backrest but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the good tactual sensation in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few clock time then he started to turn her.

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

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

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

He continued to hold her abject tummy, then taking her hand and guiding it to her stomach low, just above her pubic osseous tissue he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's active and hungry for some more Princess. Now give yourself some fingerbreadth and maybe we can get off together."

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his rear when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

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

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

From under the pillow he pulled out a script mirror as he extended his natural language and flicked it along her slit.

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

She couldn't hold on her concentration on observation, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his brain and pounded her pussy against his back talk until she came with a haste and gush of tasty, tangy lulu flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh daddy, that was amazing. I want a mirror every time."

"Well, take the thing off the dresser and shift the mirror a little, I think you'll be able to watch."

"What do I get to watch over next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the caput board and reclined against it with his wooden leg extended.

"Ok, now sit on my lap facing the mirror. Can you see ?"

"All of me but not a good deal of you."

"I'm going to lube you, can you see my deal ?"

He fingered her not quite so tight minuscule ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your digit up my slight butt on hole."

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

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

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

He held her hip and let her John Rock and heart on him, reveling in the audio she was making ; still some moans but mostly racket of delight over the display she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her hinge upon his fingers to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

"Lie flat 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 view your smile."

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

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

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

"Push Princess."

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

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

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

"smell full phase of the moon Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it palpate good ?"

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

"Put your paw under you, on your venter. I'm going to change my angle of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly button, you should be able-bodied to feel me."

Once her script was in spot he scooted higher on her back so his incursion was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you pappa, I can experience you."

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her fling wider, going deeper than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her deep, hard and fast for respective minutes. He moans had turn to lamentation, her sobs to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

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

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

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

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his sleeve, instead she curled into the foetal position with her book binding to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to bear a pocket-size perceptiveness of what uncut play is like."

"That was a small taste ? I don't want a platter total, I don't think I could postulate it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a frowzled mess, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing black stripe over her cheek 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 moon monte ?"

"Joanie, I can go on like that for an 60 minutes or more, that was less than five minutes."

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

"That's pretty distasteful, 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 manager, an authoritative 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 individual else take it."

"God miss, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Tim Leary fucked so surd she can't manner of walking, 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 backside, his hands fondling her breasts as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the fifth clip that day and was still in her as they drifted into an exhausted sleep.

They spent the Balance of their prison term at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two 24-hour interval, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the affaire, the opinion of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. Truth be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible position except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be part of their own repertoire, period, broad stop.

Their family relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their confidant soldering going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's wife and have his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved spouse. He could run his business enterprise from a phone and computer from their modest cabin until he could interchange it with a lakefront rest home. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real plus to her Father business. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % share of the business organisation to continue to run their metropolis office. He planned to put everything in motion as soon as they got back.

Henry M. Robert Nathan Birnbaum : The just laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish proverb : Man plan, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to render 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 phone but I'd like to meet with you face to face at your earliest convenience, when are you planning to return ?"

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

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

"If you think that's beneficial, trusted, we can. need breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

Cohen's was the unspoilt Judaic deli in township. When Rob walked in at eight-twenty Sol already had a table.

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

"Rob do you know what a peculation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

"It's a news no man of affairs ever wants to learn. It's synonymous with embezzlement and that's what has occurred in your office."

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

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

"Yeah, sure Sol."

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

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

"Rob, I checked back, this seems to be the sole red ink I can identify, I think I've found it all ; these transcript are for you."

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this info 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 practically you rely on her."

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

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

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

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

He took out his cellular phone phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's fall up ; I won't be capable to make it in but I still want to get together as soon as potential. How about I grab a bottle of wine-coloured and lay off by your stead around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even spiel a petty, you think ?"

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

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

There was a smile in her part as she said,"I'll be set up for anything."

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

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

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

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

She had a get look on her cheek,"My wish"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might happen ?"

"poise your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"dad, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, pearl mid-heeled pumps, a Stanford White blouse with a petty brown ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

Rob couldn't resist the jab,"You look lovely Morg, the chief give you a raise ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a bottle of a fine chardonnay grape,"Shall we have a Methedrine ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was flighty and schoolgirlish in a way a forty-three year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the sole man she'd ever loved. If the Sojourner Truth be known, Morgana O'Leary had never had a day of the month until she went to solve with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with drinking glass. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did make her valedictorian and get her a wide-cut ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero sociable attainment and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop. It was wax and he'd asked if he could share her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I take the Big Ashcan School business firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast tail her to a partnership. She had a lord in accounting and was moving up in the humanity ; and she was smitten.

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

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

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

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of course of study I'm grievous Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

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

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

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

And something happened to Morgana O'Timothy Francis 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 Virgo the Virgin, one abominable experience in high school but never an coming, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so embarrassed, he had a little smile on his human face, he took her script and kissed the rachis like a French gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

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

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

She felt so gooselike and she wasn't a goosey woman, at least she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a twain of blocks."

"Could we go over there and discuss it ?"

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

Then he let her get laid what was going to happen.

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

She knew she turned as red as a mature WA apple but when they walked out her scanty were his relic. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how often she loved sex. The future day her close little body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the next Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the check, now he was back.

She finished the endure of her wine and asked,"fear for more Rob ?"

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

"What do you entail Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

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

She started to answer, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to drop off control. 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 hose 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 stick out 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 trivial crazy."

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your chief give you a ascent,'I nearly peed myself then. I bought this Donna Karan pant 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 years, I can't commemorate anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we wreak in the police ? Should I fire you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

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

"Ok, let's pack the cops off the mesa, you think I should fire you then ?"

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

And the lying in wait was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The last thing in the world he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business organisation genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key words, Holy Scripture she'd understand.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Now the eternal sleep, yes, you've been a bad fille 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 change tonight Morg ?"

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

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

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

He surveyed the room, at her vanity there was a fine straight backed chair, ideal for the thing at paw. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in front of him, he took her crown off then untied the bow around her neck opening. Slowly he unbuttoned the cuffs of her hanker sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s slender woman, her bosom were small and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were small and pie-eyed as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"whole tone out of your brake shoe,"he ordered.

Beautiful os pumps with a sensitive heel were shed, he unfastened the waist band of her trouser and let them fall.

He told her to step out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in ivory thigh highs and her ecru panties.

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

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

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

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 put the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a go, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the back, one-third, away, maybe tenth battered her. Her small butt, so diminished, so tight, his hired man covered both brass, she was in split. Morgana O'Tim Leary was a good girl, she'd never been spanked in her aliveness ; she was being spanked now.

Her branch were splayed and she was sobbing by the time she'd absorbed the tenth nose candy. Then, over her panties she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to fit his touch and came explosively.

He teased,"Your step-in seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her thin rosehip and off. As he held then they seemed pocket-size enough to fit a young child.

prison term for some more, he said, as he began to spank. material body on flesh the snap was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streaks of wild blue yonder. She was squirming, kicking and trying to run but her small dead body was light to contain. With just his left handwriting on the small of her back he held her in place until she'd ceased her conflict, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his right wing hired man and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her second orgasm

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

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

Hands gripped her minute hips lifting her to her knee, hands parted her small nether cheeks, pressure against her anus and give-and-take she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like blast but, yes, she did like it, six long time 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 roughly 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 fuck her middling hard but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

"Please ride out all Nox,"she begged as he pulled out.

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

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth ascendence ?"

She snorted out a laugh,"For the conclusion six age abstinence."

"I'm going to know you tonight, tomorrow get some of the break of the day after birth control pill and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more than. Tell me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

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

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

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

"Not as heavily 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 nestle against him, in nastiness of the rough anal retentive sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

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

"Morg, you know it's going to take some metre to reestablish the reliance we had. The money in and of itself is not the veridical event although I do carry 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 find that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't apply me my spankings,"she retorted with a trivial smile.

Gently he rolled her to her rachis and entered her. Her six days of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as taut as a young girl, tighter than Joanie as she moaned,

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Settle down Joanie, those green optic of jealousy you're viewing are about to make you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have burnt umber and I'll tell you what's going on."

After recounting the narrative of the missing $ 2000 she said,"Well then, you're going to force out 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 very fold in our plan, wouldn't you agree ?"

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

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

"How so ?"

"A piddling stick and carrot game, if you will. She has to pay the money back. I'm going to meet 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 terminal Sat, when she pays the utmost of the money I'm going to have her make out here."

"And ?"

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

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's skinny little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny breasts and childlike rosehip across her pa's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a minuscule of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor woman would be wrecked. Two divergent opinion struck her. In spite of her bad blood toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, 2d, she was going to have a video recording equipment with her so she could movie it.

"carnival enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, prison term dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday nighttime he was away. She hated that he came home with"That womanhood's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage degree. Their nursing home had an matter to lineament. The master bedroom's enceinte walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the sleeping quarters and a secondment entryway from the bathroom. She could fall in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a small but well-off chair so that she had an unobstructed great deal line of credit to the bed. Her video recording camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. And now clip dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her regard. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just week, days away from her induction. time was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panties coming off, her cute fully bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sound of jumpy sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's stomach was a muss, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhea and a washy bladder, she'd peed four clip before the doorbell rang.

prediction and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chairwoman. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their occupation minutes before she heard the weewee running in the adjacent bathroom. It stopped and her daddy walked into the bedroom with his five Imperial gallon pail. He sat it beside the bed then got the red bulb syringe and KY gelatin. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a piffling all-night font, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her duty, she was beaming like a luxuriously school day lady friend on her first appointment with the football game star.

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

"afters Morgana, I want to gift you a deep cleanup. I'll give you a serial of clyster until the water supply runs clear. I want your rectum and Colon completely discharge, I thought we could have a prissy long academic session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was blanch lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the death chair. Then an ivory shell came over her head. Her bandeau was also pale lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her breasts were no more than a pair of fried nut capped with eraser sized rose tit. Rob knack and kissed each one.

"stone's throw out of your shoe Morg,"he asked

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

Her panties were the Saame pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a bingle cheek of her plump backside. Rob rolled them off.

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

"I'm going to use a lilliputian lube,"he said as he spread her cheeks. As his digit slid in Morgana cooed contentedly.

As he began giving Morg her enema Joanie wondered, she got five bulbs each sentence, could this tiny fair sex manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

"Robbie, I've got to go,"she pled.

Instead he helped her onto her back on the bed and began to massage her abdomen.

"I want to get the water way up in you looker, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the water, as Rob massaged it began to shrink as the water system 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 oneself,"she heard Rob say, as the bathroom threshold shut.

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

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

Three seance 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 incentive for her as she heard him keep on,"your spanking."

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

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

He took her habiliment from the chair, laid her things 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 office and bent.

He jiggled her various times, raising her hips, displaying her bottom. He laid his hand on her, one bridge player covered her completely, then, Crack.

Morgana jumped at the tangency. He held her land and continued.

Crack, cranny, crack. It wasn't a particularly criminal spanking but it was unfluctuating enough to land rip. Morgana squirmed, trying to run. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to stave off the blows.

Joanie's heart were big as dish antenna, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide out-of-doors. Her genitals, were love feast, Joanie thought, God I could turn over her a gynaecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was low, a little slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spanking ended.

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

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

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

After they'd left hand for tiffin 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 film her pappa with her ; and more importantly, would she need to see ?

Show metre, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the ringlet in the front door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for tiffin Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner party last night and breakfast this dayspring, just for you."

"Well Sweetheart, 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 small-arm by piece removed her cute 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 backtalk. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screaming of go as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her aloof vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as impulse of female semen erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her pappa's boldness, no damned wonder he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to wriggle 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, organic structure shaking coming, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

taking her script, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tube of lubricant he asked,"Ready for the finis ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her loaded fiddling impudence, as world-class one finger then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the thermionic vacuum tube aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her knees, her chest on the mattress, her face turned toward the lense of Joanie's photographic camera. She was tightly drawn up, her rose hip gamy in the air, her stern displayed and exposed.

Her pop massaged Morgana's hips and arse then moved up against her. His phallus looked immense, gravid than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of it of her clenched fist, pressed against Morgana's tight piddling opening, she heard the words,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

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

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or xv minutes. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knees behind her when he seemed to change. He drew his feet up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weightiness to her hips, changing his slant of penetration so that he was thrusting downward, he impaled her with a thunderous stab.

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the plaintive plaint evasion from the former woman.

He was plowing into her hard and loyal like a pile driver. Morgana tried to dismiss to the mattress, to escape but to no help, he held her body in its tucked position as he pushed down on the pocket-sized of her back forcing her hips even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too ghastly to watch. Still it continued, the fierce assault on the small woman. Finally, with a roar, she watched as her dada poured pulse after sizzling pulse of sperm and come into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm washrag then, from her niggling overnight display case he got a fresh pair of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's tranquilizing suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her brow with the cloth then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton 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 whole lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. facilitate me, please,"she said as she handed him two Thomas More of the sedative suppositories, lowered her shorts and panties and lay down on the bed.

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

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

He watched her walk from the room. Maybe a little pity learned, he thought, but, then again she might desire to keep some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

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

Morgana was at Joanie's knocker for about an hour before she began to get cognizant of her surroundings. The first affair 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 brain, it felt nice."

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

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

"Years ago, when I was in gamy schoolhouse another girl and I fooled around, nothing serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the mown little snatch imaginable ; like a petty girl's. So low, peachy and pink."

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

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

Morgana didn't reply but Joanie spread her peg,"outdoors me Morgana."

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

"Feel how big I am, touch me, please have-to doe with me Morgana."

As her fingers began to rub and poke into Joanie's breathing changed.

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

Suddenly Morgana's stimulation was plain, too.

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

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

"perceptiveness me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry little tongue was like zilch Joanie had ever felt, it sought out berth her Daddy had never found, a gentler, softer touch ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breath, probing her. Joanie could experience her coming building.

"Oh Christ, you're about to get your beginning taste of young woman cum Mo,"as her physical structure trembled in orgasm.

That magic clapper went to her menses like a kitten to warm up Milk, licking until she began to relax. Then, with a wicked grinning, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better keep these panty on until I can sit on the potty for a piece, I've got a butt end wide-cut of cum dripping out of me."

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you mean, your mistake, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to make out 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, Daddy and I do things together, you know ?"

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the yesteryear several weeks he spent Saturday with you, we could sour out days and when you're having your full stop I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would go, 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 piano idea but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your mistake ?"

"dada likes anal sex and he likes it a fiddling rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me open. He said that was just a lowly taste sensation of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Morgana reclined on the pillows, Joanie rolled her step-in off. They were soaked.

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

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

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

"Mo, I want kids, his youngster. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could live 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 offer he can't refuse."

"And what dear Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we pop the question this to our harem master ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie bootee twins."

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

"What are those ?"

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

"And the former ?"

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

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you want me to take in Jo ?"

"Ah, Mo I didn't severalise 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 bucketful tilt tasted a little like salty citrus, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic sounds she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in short circuit along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a John Brown rice pilaff, mixed summer squash and a outpouring greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"Daddy could we have a shabu of vino and go out by the kitty, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

Both the girls were uneasy, squirming in their chairs, trying to set out the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's start with you. What do you require ?"

"papa, Mo and I were talking. I want you to make love, I'm not jealous of her anymore and we both know how much you, swell how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so different, you know, different torso that, well you know…"She trailed off.

"You want to claim a shot at it Morg ?"

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a railing and Jo's got a decent cushy plush eubstance and since variety is the spice of lifespan, we just thought you might care a pick at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could rent out her theater and movement in with us.

"And what about our design 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 like to see happen."

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the corking little play car that was Morgana and the plushy luxury ride that was Joanie was raising an hard-on as he sat there, still he thought he'd take a little fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorused,"wellspring, maybe."

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

"Who ever said girls fight fair, dad ?"

"Who would catch some Z's where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls wreak out the division of responsibleness for the interior of the firm, I'll take maintenance of the exterior areas and the kitty, fair enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to have full wash-out enemas every two Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. 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 give it by no recent than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's face fell and Mo could read the fearfulness in her oculus, she knew that Jo's forecast had been correct, her rough drive would be the following day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

"No pop, cypher that tomorrow won't remedy, I'm sure."

"Now, one last thing, I want both of you to bang that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my book binding and the terror of blackmail. We won't do this type affair again and I'm going to reenforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few min. Anything else peeress ?"

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

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

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

"Joanie, come and stand in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten belt on your underdrawers followed by ten belt on your pantie and then an indeterminate phone number on your bare fanny. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to part my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, please climbing into bed. Joanie, exact off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy breast required the support but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her with child nippled, laboured titty came into view. Rob took a consequence to look up to them, thinking he might need to titty fuck his daughter soon, maybe after she was significant and they began to fill.

"ejaculate bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"Stand up and sink your boxers Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more measure, the separatrix firmer as ten fell on her pantied backside.

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

"rise your hip joint and let me get your panties off Princess."

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

"Yes Robbie."

Crack, the explosive audio and searing con of material body on flesh.

"One."

gap

"Two."

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

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clitoris with his index and middle finger while pressing her anus with the pad of his ovolo. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any to a lesser extent, but over sentence he could get them to reckon forward to them for the delight they got afterwards. Joanie's female parent would sometimes beg for her spankings.

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

"That's a just fille Princess, cum for pop,"as she had a small orgasm.

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

"Can I let my panty back pappa,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, come stall in forepart 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 step-in and then however many are required on the bare build to fall upon the desired outcome. Take your top off Morgana."

What a dividing line from Joanie, Morgana's flatbed bureau with little brown nipples.

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

first-class honours degree ten speedy swats to her shorts.

sales booth up and take your shorts off Morgana.

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

He gave her ten steadfastly 1 on her panties, just not quite as house as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for several instant before saying,"Lift your hips for me Morg so I can get your panties off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"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 tiny piddling buttocks is delectable. Do you call back you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

"Ok most of the Nox 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 buttocks,"Ok, into bed with you, too."

The doll wanted him in the midsection but he deferred, it was Mo on one slope, Jo in the middle and Rob on the early slope. He wanted to be able to get to Jo without encumbrance.

MISTAKE

It was like a schoolhouse young woman slumber party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfortable with each other's nude organic structure but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poesy that imparted to him a gem of information. Off key she sang, ,"citrous fruit and common salt or a chocolate malted, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of fine cunt ( as if there is any other kind ). As an instance Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe vine while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus tree and salt. No doubt, this pair had become a bit more than allies, he'd call for to prevent that in mind.

Rob let them play for about half an 60 minutes then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to rub down her white meat. He was behind her so he pulled her close. She could feel his erection against her bottom.

"Monday call your medico up by the cabin, get a testimonial for individual down here. I want you to get an appointee for as soon as possible ; get the IUD removed and let's start a family, OK Princess ?"

He could get a line the joy in her voice as she said,"Oh dad, I want your child so much."

"good Princess, I wanted rafts of Thomas Kid, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breasts wide-cut, your belly swollen and your ass broad."

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

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

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her back then he forced her up onto her knees. Then he pulled her back until she was in a stocky glob with her breasts forced to the mattress and her coxa elevated. He pressed down on the low of her spinal column so that she elevated her sex reed organ like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll fulfill your uterus with sister just like this."

He gave her a pretty scratchy ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was observable he preferred this force position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rasping with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was null but a tune up for Sunday, and on Sun it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

"You became pretty upright crony today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

"Yeah, I noticed. I'm really tickled, pleased that the two of you've become admirer, but now you and I need to convert shoes I promised Morg a picayune military action tonight."

pretence catch some Z's Morgana was laying on her face with her back toward him. She was nude to the shank but still had on her cotton panties.

He fondled her tiny chest until her tit stiffened then he lowered the can of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his ducky kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clitoris with your fingers while I play with your titties and get it on your cute trivial seat ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount up her like she's a fresh youthful filly then ride her to the dry land like you did with me this morning."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a not bad deal of accuracy in that utterance, now give me a niggling action, I'm ready to cum."

The girlfriend were up by eight the succeeding cockcrow but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was light, coldness cereal, toast and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a gown and skidder, evidentially deciding there was no pauperism to get dressed just to strip down for her enema. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

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

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of warmly piddle, the syringe and the lube. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe nozzle in the water and squeeze then release. The electric light will take with water. Then you put the nozzle in me and rack. Don't release it, though or the dirty piddle will satisfy the bulb. force it out and repeat the outgrowth. I usually get five bulbs full three times before I'm empty."

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

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

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

"rent your slider off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's drape off of her shoulders.

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

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

"Mo, I'm so frighten away, 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 short nervous small fry, not the gushing flow of a full bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her panties on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

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

"ejaculate on Mo, use a circular motion with enough pressure to crop the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that cramp distress. direct me to the potty."

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

"Please Mo, I'm going to have an stroke here."

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some dulcet smell bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with dead body application, sweep your whisker and give some dismount make-up. What do you want to wear ?"

"I thought white slippers, white second joint richly stockings, White person lacy fancy step-in and a Patrick White satin robe. Does that meet your approval ?"

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

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

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

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

She was sipping her moment methamphetamine hydrochloride when her pappa came in.

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

"Why don't you finish your wine while I grab a straightaway rain shower,"he said.

Mo was standing at the door, he patted her on the bottom as he passed,"Did you take away unspoilt aid of her for me Morg ?"

"I hope so Robbie, just deal it prosperous on your little filly, ok ?"

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

He took Joanie's script to lead her to the bedroom, 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 privy but instead of leaving he began to talk.

"Princess, do you echo how panic-stricken of anal sex before I took you the first gear time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far uncollectible than the reality. We both know what's going to happen a little later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the anticipation will be worse than the reality."

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

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

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

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

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

"I thought you might delight a bit of viva voce, various orgasm, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another orgasm. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to make me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying maneuver. Instead of answering her final question, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her panties back in place,"Come Princess,"he said.

As she was led to the chamber Joanie was for certain she knew exactly how Marie Antoinette felt as she was led to the Guillotine.

As he removed her gown she wondered if Mo was watching from the closet. She stepped out of her slipper. It would be up to him if she retained her thigh highschool but the pantie were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her golden pelt was now nicely shaped and full-strength, not the wild bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

Kisses, Henry Sweet shared breathing place, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, teat sucked and teased, easygoing tum, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. beauty, the scent, the taste, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a spit dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly pierce her rosebud then up, up to the top of her cunt. Her little opal waiting. His rim suction it in, his clapper teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her body, her organs clench, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the ambrosia that flows from her.

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

He slides up her consistence, he enters her and kisses her. She tastes the ravisher. His CVA are slow and languid, pleasantly filling her vagina. In just solar day it will be filling her womb.

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, bury the television camera recording her every minute, bury what awaits. Right now she's the well-chosen little girl in the humanity as she dreams of the female parent she will soon be.

A grinning paints her facial expression as her body quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her dada is sitting beside her.

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

Cool, slipperiness, digit probing her, and more lubricator, her Daddy's voice, just relax Princess as his other handwriting diagonal her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

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

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

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

"Ok Princess, get up on your knees, slap-up, now lean forward and put your chest on the mattress, pen up your arms and remain your head on your weaponry, perfect."

Just a piffling fine tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder joint, tucking her organic structure a little more tightly, pressed down on the minor of her cover so that her articulatio coxae and genitals were elevated, then spread her peg just a little more, she was ready.

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

"Push Princess."

In the W.C. Morgana watched, Rob's hips flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter muscles, the moans as Mo saw Rob's shaft slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her bowels, so to the full, she'd feel so very full.

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

Un, un, un, un with each forward motion. He continued at that pace, in that calendar method of birth control for about ten minutes.

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

For at to the lowest degree ten minutes he continued with this moderately hard fucking, then,

Mo stared, she knew the secret plan was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing well-nigh of his free weight when he gripped her, forcing her rachis to archway, forcing her stern gamy, better exposing her sex Hammond organ and anus, then he spread her cheeks adding another inch that he could penetrate her.

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

Her wail was miserable as he rammed her again and again. His peter was deep than it had ever been, stretching Virgo the Virgin tissue, Joanie squirmed under him but there was no escape.

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one vast sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the television camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, melanize lead down her cheeks, the lipstick was smeared, her coiffe hair a scraggly people. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous holler as pulse after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone eubstance. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new champion anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the backtalk of her kitty-cat. She was unmoving, the solely sounds from the room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to take care of her Morg ? Get her a twosome of cotton panties to try to control the hatful while I get a few of her suppositories, a couple of the Tylenol for pain and two of her sedative drug to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash textile and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her tush and administered the medication then left the young woman alone.

He got a beer and sat out by the pond. He'd never meant to hurt both of his lady friend, it was a tragic mistake. If Joanie hadn't insisted that she wanted to see Morgana suffer he'd never have been so rocky with her and, after having launched the ravishment on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a rough ride. He decided not to discourse this with the females, Joanie would feel completely responsible and though she'd contributed to this debacle he knew he could birth said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was late eventide before they finally came out of the bedchamber, Joanie's fuzz was brushed but she was bent, holding her stomach and walking on shaky branch. Morgana was helping to support her.

"I don't think either one of us can eat but could we have a glass of vino Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a glass of a crisp Chardonnay along with the remainder of the bottle.

"Robbie, she'll be alright, all she needs is a piddling rest. She wants us all to catch some Z's together."

"That's fine with me."

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

"Princess, you don't have anything to shew to me,"her papa told her.

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your girl, your slight Princess. You're my man, the solitary man I want. I want to feel you in me, delight papa ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

They finished the wine and made an betimes evening of it.

"dad, can I kip in the centre. I know you told Mo that you'd spank us if you caught us playing girly games but I want Mo to hold me while you're in me, can we ?"

And that was how they went to catch some Z's. 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 next morning but she made the shout to the woman's doctor and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient role but the side by side available naming was six weeks hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for sure as shooting but potential. Just find the strings and slowly and gently deplumate until the little plastic twist pops free.

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little catching of blood but zip more.

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

They changed positions.

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

"Well, at least one, but this one will soon be forty-four, I'm afraid I may be preceding my"Use By"date."

Unfortunately, that was how it worked out. They told Rob what they'd done, so over the next calendar week sex was frequent but nearly always vaginal in the missioner position.

Rob began a regimen of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and spermatozoon production and after sex he would stay in them as long as potential to reduce leakage.

When Joanie had missed her second point and began to endure from swollen breasts, morning sickness and impairment they ran two plate pregnancy tests. Both came up positive.

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

It was almost like the pregnancy was shared three fashion, 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 sign, she now lived permanently with them. to the highest degree night Rob would take one or the other into his bed but occasionally they still enjoyed a three way.

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a nice baby bump, even beginning to palpate a slight bm. Her boob 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 little summer motherliness smock and strappy Andrew Dickson White sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of Edward D. White wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drinking but one little trash of wine, what could it hurt.

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

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

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to circularize his legs to conciliate 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 look,"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 panties 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."

Seven month pregnant she couldn't wriggle much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, occur 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 shorts. Then shorts off and ten more on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

crevice

"One."

She held out a hanker prison term. The crying didn't menstruum until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

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

Neither saw him bag the tube of KY gelatin. Morg's close minuscule bottom 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 chair directly across the mesa from him.

Once she was in place he bent Morgana over the tabular array.

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

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

"pushing Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

The angle was different, he felt bigger, like he was getting deeper.

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

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

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

"You've got a nice sozzled footling bottom. I like to make out it Morg ; do you like me to have it off you Morg ?"

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

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

Rob fucked her for about thirty min. Her little ass was sore by the clip he came in her and pulled her step-in back into place.

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

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

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

"Yes Daddy."

"commodity. I want you to acknowledge how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the mesa kissing offset one and then the other.

"We love you, too dada but you said that you had something special in head for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few clip and that we've had sex when the third individual was in the bed but we've never had a straight three way. Are you missy game to try ?"

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

Both of the girlfriend were a little 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 knee joint and lean forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

"Great, Morg, take your scanty off and lie on your rear on the bed. Use a pillow so you're propped up a little."

"Perfect, now pull your genu up a niggling and open your peg, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she pa. I think she may have the prettiest snatch 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 knee joint between Morgana's legs.

"leaning forward and slip your arms under her legs and grok her hips."

In this position Joanie's aspect was only inches from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to recruit you from behind, in your bottom. I won't be scratchy with you but I am going to make out you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his hand on the back of her head pressing softly downward he said,"citrous fruit and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it easy with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some ways this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her pelvis elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her font buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her knife flicking the fiddling clitoris. Both of them making sounds of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both charwoman melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry bottom, fulfil me up with your cum ; know me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush tail end. She was pushing back to fill him. Morgana was trembling on the threshold of her climax, he could feel contractions building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

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

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

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

She had the response for that.

"straddle my cheek Jo, let me taste you."

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

Rob lifted Morg's wooden leg and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming climax before he gushed into her overnice miserly cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each incline of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a significant physical structure had left her just smiling quietly.

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

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

"Who am I to deny a all right woman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these years, her knife was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her deary smell of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel that he was at the spinal column of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her sassing. Like a existent trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her mouth. She swirled her lingua and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a patch before Joanie finally said,"That was fantastic, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

Remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one more than ? Your cute little butt is calling my name."

They traded shoes, Morg in the halfway facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earlier episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"suction my breasts 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 manner of speaking went off without a incumbrance. They now had a cute squalling bundle of babe girl in the household. Morgana was an vast assist ‘ though in trueness she was like a doting granny to the infant and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The accuracy of the human relationship was driven home when the child, Victoria Falls Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointment so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of youth, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the sign. The child derriere was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no youngster seat uncommitted. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front rider's seat and trucked on down to the region convenience entrepot, got a twelve pack and drove house. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her blow to the house.

She was unruffled as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the coke,"wish one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would care is an explanation. Did you contract Vicky out without a car posterior ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the box, 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 green earth that getting a coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a rift, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was nineteen ? She wondered and she was really angry with her friend.

"Just lead it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final exam straw, grabbing Joanie by the pilus she dragged her to the bedroom, from the bureau she got nanna's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her short circuit 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 genu and whaled on her back slope with the fuzz brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her jersey on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with charge stained oculus and a snotty nozzle. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reason, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to form her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to recount me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really pee her off. Want to severalize me the rest of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car seat is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car tush, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the social movement seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so queasy for a soft drink that you took our daughter and put her delirious on the passenger seat of the car and horde to the comfort station memory ? Do I have that rightfulness ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stupid that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the alert chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to fall over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few times so that her bottom was her highest point and delivered L firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the street corner and think about what you've done. Come out into the animation room when you're ready to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine-coloured and, instead of the animation way 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 small and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an encroachment on her."

It's odd how sprightliness can deal some strange bit. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age difference I feel more like a grandpa with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my early daughter, Joanie filling the curl as female parent. It's working well for all of us .