Friday evening, the first hebdomad of June and I was totally slacken. I'd met a booster for dinner and a drunkenness or two and had gotten domicile around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of maker's crisscross, rocks with just a splash of piddle while I enjoyed the quiesce. It had been an eventful workweek, Joanie my eighteen year old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took vast pride in her achievement. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen years ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My babe daughter was nursing at her female parent's tit, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a black wit aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the sole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did throw avail. My mother came to stick with me for three invaluable month. She took accusation of Joanie's care and, along the way, taught me how to get up formula, bathe and change babies and get accustomed to functioning on just a few stolen hour of rest. Mom would have liked to stay longer but my father's wellness had taken a turn for the big and she was desperately needed at household ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her duties and value to me. Morgana O'Tim Leary was and still is a very crucial someone in Joanie's and my life. first gear she helped with child care then her obligation evolved. My business is brokerage house, I buy, sell and find items for others and Mo use as my billet manager now. She's just a couplet of years older than I, a short on the slender side of meat ( read skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears ice that are uncomplimentary and eschews physical composition ; in other countersign she makes no effort to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that first night and after she'd been with me for various years and after a few cocktails I had the distinct delight to remind myself that she was a wildcat between the weather sheet and blessed with the tightest twat I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an acute dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the hebdomad and always on the weekends for our special Sat nights.

After we ended our kinship, my sex life went to hell in a script basketball hoop but I had a more content daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to make full the nothingness. 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 tooshie a wiggle or two and even giving me a peep at her pantied bottom as she'd hyphen into the bathroom for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our approaching vacation. I own a lilliputian vacation cottage in the heap situated on the loveliest tarn this side of Scotland. Two calendar week, two absolutely tremendous workweek in June of each twelvemonth Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are Mrs. Henry Wood for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a small powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for at leisure exploration of the channels and creeks.

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

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

"hullo ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my best Friend since rate school, I'd been his respectable man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his birdcall was still a surprisal ; I knew his work docket and he was on duty.

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

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

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

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

At XIII, the summer between midriff school and in high spirits schooltime I'd caught her and her girlfriend imbibition my beer and smoking fag back behind the syndicate menage. Then close class, at the beginning of her junior yr there was the episode involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

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

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could feature been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the concentration of the other attending officers was directed toward the two guy cable. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the number one wood is a known dealer, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a rump Inner Light out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four people in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the driver and his chief squeeze Jamitious Curry were up movement but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian St. Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting policeman there was a joint smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him palm the hunting of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Mary Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand worth of cracking in Curry's bag. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's bag, she had two rock music wrapped in tin foil. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their turd in the missy'bag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gill, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, St. Martin's gon na paseo and you're gon na get Joanie the fuck away from here. Get her straightened out Rob, she's a good lady friend but this could have gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be capable to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summertime. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this time ; entrust tomorrow morning, maybe have a niggling detox academic session and let her spend most of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ cause she won't be capable to sit."

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

The drive household was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and moan from the drunk in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down to panties and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In bitchiness of her evildoing she was still my"Little Princess,"zip she could do would interchange that.

In my room I packed a bag with the habiliment I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with particular I would or might take. From eighteen geezerhood experience there were certain things that Joanie might require. If she didn't flavour well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a niggling miss, in suppository class, chloral hydrate suppositories to provide a sleep aid and help with detachment, the red medulla clyster syringe and, of course my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added Grandma's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, Francis Bacon, hash browns, whole wheat pledge, Orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like destruction warmed over.

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

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

She chased a vermillion rockfish of bacon around her collection plate and took several mouthful of the eggs before running to the bathroom. I heard her gagging.

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

I cut her off.

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

Big as discus, her eyes,"What Daddy ?"

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

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

The cabin had a bedchamber and bath on the footing 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 onions and common pepper then sautéed two perch filets while spinach simmered.

Joanie was clad in a robe that she'd cinched tightly around her as she climbed the staircase/ladder to the pigeon loft. I'd finished dinner so I sat sipping a Coke, yes, a blow, God I wanted a Jehovah's German 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 girl it these stories is the most beautiful girl in the humans ( how the fuck can they all be the most beautiful young lady in the world ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a daily round 130. She has rather replete breasts, a poofie tummy and a stern made up of Twin sarcoid globes distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiacal, and to those dope trader 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 cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a drop arse ; they were redbird red. I admired her rather broad bed as she descended, I could see a panty air. She'd put as very much cloth as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; saucy girlfriend, but no hope.

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

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

"No vino, no cocktails ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Pee in the cup for me,"I told her as I handed her the niggling theme container.

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

"Just pee,"I want to know 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 psychometric test showed the comportment of the cannabis but, thank God, nothing else registered.

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

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

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

"Please daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

20, I counted, ten on each nerve, on her pyjama, those pajamas that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop-off flapping. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the tizzy. step-in were patent

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

": settle down,"I said. I stroked her young consistency until she'd calmed.

"stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her boob were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single art object. First her swollen breasts then her puffy stomach, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her hold back her step-in on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to have me bring them off, part of her penalisation. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to abstract her rose hip. They lay on the storey at her animal foot as I began.

I started at the junction between her backside and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit spotlight to the top of her cheek then back down.

gap, cranny, crack, the resounding music of form group meeting flesh. After about thirty belt I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"pop, 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 bluster her nose.

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

I knew she'd be a mess hall for a while. 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.

"dad, can I catch some Z's here tonight, I don't want to induce to go up up to the loft ?"

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

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

I got one of the sedative suppositories from the fridge.

As I came back into the sleeping room I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple spectre of red, violet, purple with just a touch of blue, damn, she looked sore.

I sat on the bed and gently spread her nether cheeks. She was garden pink, a cockeyed ring, I pressed the suppository in, penetrating her with my power digit. Her sphincters contracted, gripping the digit.

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

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

How can she think back, I thought. The last prison term I'd done it was just prior to her 5th natal day, over thirteen years ago.

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

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and smile if I traced my finger along her genus Venus cleft, her scratch back then it was nothing Thomas More than a pinko valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her XVIII year old self.

"Please pa,"she begged as she took my bridge player and pulled it toward her ; the back of my hand brushed the slick hair covering her mons veneris.

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

I let her, I didn't attack to stop her nor did I pull away. My middle finger found her vallecula. I'd used my indicator fingerbreadth when she was youthful but my middle finger was longer, better capable to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very dissimilar than when she was a youngster with just a small immature slit. Her outer labia were swollen, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her button was prominent and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my attender ministrations then snuggled against me. diffuse gentle snores, the downer had taken result, she slept.

I didn't, no eternal sleep for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my actions, she wanted it, it didn't scathe anyone, claptrap, rant, blah. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a practical reason before the availability of nativity restraint ; but no longer.

The birds and the bees talk, mother to daughter, Father to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more horse sense, mother to son, a woman who could explain and, yes, even establish how to be a good and considerate fan ? And a Fatherhood 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.

the pits, makes sense to me, let's introduce legislation.

I took my hand back, her slipperiness on my finger. I brought it to my lips ; peach and cream ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grin on my face.

I awoke to the smell of coffee percolating and Viscount St. Albans frying. Joanie stuck her nous into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

I brushed my teeth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a plate on bacon, orchis and pledge 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 picayune sore, are we ?"

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

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

"soupcon me, sense how hot I am."

Before touching I looked. My Little Princesses behind was stilled a mottled red and pink ; at least the other colours of the rainbow had faded. I rested my palm on her sorely abused bottom.

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

"dad, are you going to paddle 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 think I've got a cute fundament ? I think it's too big."

What could I say, Marcie, my quit married woman was a cunning Irish people jeune fille, short, a short pudgy and soft with strawberry blonde hair, entire breasts and a plump nates ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump stern. My mind wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. White as coagulate cream, how I'd loved to give a tap handwriting print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this jumper cable in go,"Princess, you have the perfect posterior, I know, my bridge player fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you mean you merit another ?"

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

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

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

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

"Way, way over my promontory. Almost as soon as we left the company they fired up a couple of joints then the guy in the back seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some fresh young Andrew D. White pussy. When I tried to labor 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 missy he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me watch, ain't ya, I wanta see your big melanize hawkshaw tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to pull my pants off when we got pulled over."

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

"Daddy, they were going to rape me ; both of them and that girl was going to watch. Daddy, I'm still a virgin. I knew I'd be screaming and crying while they did it to me but it almost seemed regretful, more degrading that another girl was going to get her flush watching it happen, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a Virgo the Virgin forever or anything like that but I want to take when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

I knew she was a virgin, my probing digit the night before had explored her vagina. She was stiff and I'd felt her hymen but for now I thought it dear if we change the subject.

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

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

half way up she turned her headspring, our eyes met and she gave me a little grinning,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in loose fitting shortstop, tee shirt and a span of sneakers ; I was waiting at the merchant ship of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in short and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her pass the conversation. It had been a horrific experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and arrest her fear had been transferred to another portion of her soma. He'd saved her virgin twat but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent assessment of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so damned poor fish ; pappa, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're young. Unfortunately, young people make stupid error but that's a big parting of eruditeness, of maturing. I know zippo like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the woodwind. We spotted a escape of ducks coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a fiddling of late 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's egg paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her head on my lap.

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

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

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

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

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

I gave her a flaccid swat on her bottom, saying,"Come on, let's get back to the cabin. It's prison term 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."

cover inside I told her to go into the john and get fix while I got her cup and trial strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and scanty around her ankle. 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 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 hips, I unzipped her shorts and let them come down to her feet.

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

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

"Will you hold me pappa ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to suffer, 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.

"pa how come you broke up with Morgana and don't engagement anymore ?"

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

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

"Well, you did sustain your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey piddling thing, aren't we ?"

"Well, don't you ?"

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

"My bedroom's next to yours, I could discover through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nights and moan and groans on Sat, the night he parted her tight little tooshie. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

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

Rob kept quiet as Joanie squirmed succeeding to him, he gave her a piffling hug.

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not pornography star size. He was a trivial over 7 ½ in and a bit chubby.

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

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

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

She wriggled out of her tee shirt and shed her bra,"Touch me Daddy, please equal me."

Her knocker were milky white capped with lowly pink nipples.

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

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the former Joanie her number one coming not brought by her own hand. His hand cupped her plump merchantman as he kissed over her soft tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his lingua flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to get together him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juices flowed as her dad drank from her sweet-scented outflow. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her legs back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingers he opened her then guided his pecker to her virtuous portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

He worked his way in. Meeting immunity from her hymen he told her,"This may hurt baby."

He thrust forward. He felt her tender hymen tear, he was in and sliding deeper.

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

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

Rob was sword lily he'd given Joanie a yoke of orgasms with his knife, he wasn't sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.

As he continued Joanie began to make relaxed and admit the invasion of her new body. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to see his strokes. Sounds emanated from recondite in her throat as she cooed.

"shtup me Daddy, be intimate your Little Princess, oh God yes, fuck me good, have it away me good."

He did. Stroking her hard and fast Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her strong against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of repressed seminal fluid into her, bathing her neck, migrating into her fallopian electron tube, searching for a fertile egg.

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

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

"trade good. I do require to make your infant but not yet. I want us to birth some fun first, don't you ?"

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

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

"Sit on me and take me in."

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

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

Her full moon white meat, her poofie trivial tummy, her scarlet atomic number 79 sleek pelt and, near of all her alluring expression smiling at him.

"I'm gladiolus you came in me pappa, it makes me feel like a woman. Am I your womanhood now ?"

"Do you require to be ?"

"More than anything dad, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into town. We had lunch, picked up a few Sir Thomas More groceries and stopped at the CVS apothecary's shop. I bought several Plan B pills and some scented lubricant. The oral contraceptive pill for immediate use, of grade but the lube was for later, if my lilliputian Princess was going to be my woman more was in memory board as far as her sexual Education was concerned. I'd always had a preference for anal retentive sex, riding my fille from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be will ? We'd see.

On the drive back we discussed nascency ascendance method. The design B pills were a stopover gap measure, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

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

She explained what she wanted and was capable to get an appointment for the following day. The doctor let her sleep with that she would be doing a complete physical before she could insert 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 bathe before we left and that she should wear habiliment that was well-to-do to get into and out of. She would probably be nude sculpture during the examination. Most would be routine, checking her center beat, ear, nose, throat and eye then it would get more invasive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the Doctor felt it was warranted.

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

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

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

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

The doctor was special as she explained what she was going to do each pace of the way.

Two fingerbreadth into her vagina then shakiness of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap daub then a new boxing glove and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the 2nd in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

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

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

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

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

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

"Almost done dearest,"she said.

As she talked the doc 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 sphincters relaxed and the doctor's finger slid in.

Completing the exam the Doctor of the Church handed her respective tissue, saying,"Maybe you'd like to step into the can and clean up while I get your new IUD."

The routine was over, Joanie had a reexamination appointment for two weeks hence and a care that, although she could immediately be sexually active she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the counter pain allayer ; Tylenol, Advil or such and lie a bit.

On the drive dwelling 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 examination was.

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

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

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

We'd left betimes for Joanie's doctor's designation so we'd skipped her good morning subprogram. 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 reason that we were here, I disagreed. I followed her to the lav 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.

"pappa, I'm getting the cramps like the physician said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Anacin III,"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 finger in you ‘ til your brawn grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

My finger was in her for nearly five bit. I pulled it out, patted her, gave her a osculation 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 female parent. Now, why not use up a nap and let the Phenaphen do its work."

While she napped I went down to the lake and did a fiddling fishing. Didn't collar anything but that was ok, it was nice to just loosen up and think.

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to take in my infant and dwell as my married woman. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could have respective children if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college education, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my fan if she could go past my final trial but that might be hard. She'd reacted badly to the physician's penetration and my cock was one hellava lot bad than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"touch sensation better Princess,"I asked.

"Yeah, just trying to wake up, the cramp are gone,"she said as she got a beverage of water.

"Can we wreak 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 dress, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a pair of light slippers she was bare under her robe.

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

God how I loved the tasting and the fragrance of her. I worked along her vulva, nibbling her labia and dipping my tongue into her vagina. I took her button between my lips, teasing and batting it with my tongue.

She had a trembling, explosive orgasm then a second and third. As I brought her off for the forth prison term she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a irritating pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

She was above me and impaled on me in a mo. Her favored position.

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

She was out of breathing place as she crawled up future to me.

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and recover for a few min 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 lieu I admired her sex. Still a girlish precious coral pink,"Beautiful, worthy,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the perfect pussy, bedamn this feels so trade good. Do you like it ?"

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

She was already starting to breathe heavy, more rapidly.

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

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

Her formula sounds had changed. She was panting like a small squawk being ridden by a big German Shepherd, she was being dominated, taken. One mournful groan after another as Rob pounded her puss with the ass of her life then with a holla he blasted pulse after pulse of his ropy cum into her

He rode her Down to the mattress where she lay, dazed and vitreous eyed.

He lay beside her massaging her battered organic structure, caressing her sides and bottom, kissing her teary eyes.

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to fuck me to death, you felt so big in me. My poor little pussy's so sore but at to the lowest degree 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,"closing curtain,"as he caressed her bottom.

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

Rob gave first one then the other of her plump cheeks a credit crunch,"frame it out Princess."

As he traced a unity finger along her offer he saw the realization and fear news bulletin in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

"You're going to do that to me, aren't you ? Please don't pappa, God it would be so ill-smelling and messy. How could Morgana do it ?"

"readying mostly, she'd make herself clean and we'd use scores of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a Light meal the Nox before then enemas several hours before."

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

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

They dropped the field and over the following two hebdomad nothing more was said. Their sex liveliness was frequent and alive, exploring various emplacement. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from buns. She liked the feel of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her concentrated. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of sentence on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her squiffy ring.

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

The inaugural time he slid up on her book binding and ran his cock along her crevice, touching her she was so frightened 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 oral sex of his rooster pressed against her anus he whispered,"I'm gon na cum,"as he spewed on her smashed ring.

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

The two weeks had flown since she'd gotten her IUD. The follow-up naming found no job. Joanie was ok for a year unless something untoward happened.

On the way home 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 urine 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 scant supper Rob catered to Joanie's every intimate desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a slow tender missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single boiled egg, one slice of toast, succus and coffee.

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

The salad last night, the boiled 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.

"pa,"she rasped.

As he turned to reckon at her he saw her fright ; she knew. As he watched her bladder failed her.

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her wooden leg Rob helped her to the lavatory, took her slippers, panty and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the chamber from the Bath. She heard body of water running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a good five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her fearful eyes tracked him as he got the red medulla enema syringe and a lubricant of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

He reached for her mitt saying,"Come on Princess, it's time."

She pulled back whimpering,"I don't want to Daddy."

pickings 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 frisson of the lubricant as he fingered her hole.

"Daddy, please,"she wailed, as she felt him unfold her boldness and slip in the syringe.

After five medulla she was sobbing and cramping. He helped her to lie on her back then he massaged her abdomen working the water supply deeper, up her descending Costa Rican colon, across her transverse colon and down her ascending colon.

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

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

He could get a line the splatter of fecal thing, the speech sound of escaping gas and his niggling girl's moans. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

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

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

"Just residuum Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to wait three hr after your clyster,"glancing at his picket he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he severalize her the truth ? If aught else he was always fair with her.

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

"Oh pa,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to become quite familiar with lite meals and enema, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being capable to rest but in her exhausted body politic she was sleeping within minutes.

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

She started to skreak but then she felt his lovely tongue 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 cull up the lubricant from the pillow.

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

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery vocalisation answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her hips and bottomland then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her crack various multiplication then guided it to her opening.

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

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

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

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

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

"I've got to go, dada, 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 toilet, she had to motivate her bowels.

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no tactile sensation in the creation like a young fille's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably tight grip of her anatomical sphincter muscles squeezing his erection, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the same. She'd be at large each future fourth dimension. That wasn't all bad, she would be learn how to bend those muscles to rack and masturbate him and he could wreak a footling rougher.

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

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. beat after streaming pulse rate spewed into her, he thought he'd never stop cumming, it felt like he'd pumped a quart into her yet he stayed in her until he'd softened. As he fell out he could see that she was dripping, she had a huge anal ointment pie.

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

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

He kissed her eyes and then her lips,"Yes you're my woman 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 offend but, in truth, the expectancy 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 petty 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 tum, her head on his dresser and asked,"You said I was the effective, did you really mean it ?"

"Princess you're wild. Far and away the intimately I've ever enjoyed."

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"other girlfriend ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so supple with her minor piffling keister, I always felt I had to take aim it easy with her. I like plump nates, like mum's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was green-eyed but no Thomas More. I'm your girl now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't judgment watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

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

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

Taking a pillow and placing it beside her hip joint he said,"We're going to try a different status this time."He rolled her onto her spinal column with her pelvic girdle on the pillow so that her tail end was elevated.

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

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

"Ok Daddy."

"Push Princess."

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

"spirit the voluminousness again Princess ?"

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

"I know you're probably feeling some annoyance. I'm stretching you, your anus and rectum, but eventually you'll be able to take me in easily."

"God I hope so Daddy."

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

"My Little Princess, beautiful of look, succulent of breast, with her soft white stomach and halcyon curls ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

"Daddddddddy, what sort of a interrogative sentence is that. God, even in this status you can embarrass me."

Rob took her helping hand and guided it between her legs.

"I think it will sense goodness, especially when I'm pumping you."

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

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

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten bit then forced her legs further back and thrust hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

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

"God that was vivid Daddy."

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

"My wretched bottom's sore but my little pussycat's sure happy."

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

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

"I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favored 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 bait me, spring and really get into it ?"

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a minuscule like that, I like letting her feel my strength, all of my length and cinch, giving her a approximative ride."

"God, you make it speech sound like she's in a dominated, submissive position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

"No, you're not ready for that. I like to wager hard, I'd trauma you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The time lag wasn't long. He took her manus and led her back to the bedroom. She stepped out of her slippers, he helped her out of her gown and rolled her panties off.

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

Her little ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was observable as he fingered the lube into her.

He started with her on her spinal column but without the pillow. Lifting her legs he entered her, again he paused when he was fully in her so she'd experience the full-of-the-moon tone in her bowels before slowly pumping her a few times then he started to change by reversal her.

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

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

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

He continued to arrest her lower breadbasket, then taking her deal and guiding it to her venter low, just above her pubic bone he said,"Feel."

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

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

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his back when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

"Perfect."And it was, her pretty pink kitty-cat was right at his lips.

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

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

She couldn't continue her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his head and pounded her puss against his sassing until she came with a rush and gush of tasty, tart peach flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

"Oh papa, that was awing. I want a mirror every time."

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

"What do I get to check next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the head board and reclined against it with his legs extended.

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

"All of me but not much of you."

"I'm going to lubricate you, can you see my hand ?"

He fingered her not quite so pissed piffling ring working in the KY Jelly.

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your finger's breadth up my fiddling stern hole."

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

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

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

He held her hips and let her rock and heart on him, reveling in the sounds she was making ; still some moans but mostly interference of pleasance over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his script around and let her turn on 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 human face. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can observe your smile."

"right hand,"she sarcastically replied as she squirmed around on her belly until she found the considerably view.

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

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

"Push Princess."

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

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

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

"feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so full, so full."

"Does it feel good ?"

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

"Put your mitt under you, on your abdomen. I'm going to change my Angle of penetration so I'm pushing toward your belly clitoris, you should be able to feel me."

Once her handwriting was in stead he scooted high on her vertebral column so his insight was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

"I feel you Daddy, I can feel you."

He grasped each of her cheeks opening her crack wider, going profoundly than he had before.

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

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

He pounded her rich, knockout and fast for several hour. He moans had turn to wails, her shit to a wailing cry as her snag flowed.

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

She tightened down as best she could, it was difficult with the hard driving fucking she was getting but finally she felt the estrus as he roared and his seminal fluid flooded her bowel.

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

He lay beside her expecting her to come up into his weaponry, instead she curled into the fetal position with her vertebral column to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to deliver a humble taste of what uncut play is like."

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

He had. She was sweaty, her hair was a tousled mess, her eyes were swollen and tear stained trailing black bar over her face 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 mouthful, what's the"full-of-the-moon Monte ?"

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

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

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

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my authority handler, an important employee to me, I hope you can understand."

"Well, that's what I want, maybe you'll find a way. I'm not going to do it ‘ til I see mortal else take it."

"God daughter, what do you want."

"I want to see Morgana O'Timothy Leary fucked so knockout she can't paseo, 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 hitch pissed at you Daddy."

They day ended, the two of then in bed together in the spoon position. He'd taken her from bottom, his hands fondling her titty as she entertained herself with her fingers. He came in her for the fifth time that day and was still in her as they drifted into an run down sleep.

They spent the balance of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two days, he suggested it would be well-heeled with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the intimacy, the touch sensation of surrender she got from being over Rob's lap. trueness be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible location except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw soul else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be character of their own repertoire, menses, entire stop.

Their kinship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their intimate bonding going. Joanie wanted to hold up as Rob's wife and have his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved better half. He could run his stage business from a phone and reckoner from their modest cabin until he could substitute it with a lakefront base. And, as lots as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a very asset to her forefather business. Rob decided he'd give her a raise and a 10 % contribution of the commercial enterprise to persist in to run their city power. He planned to put everything in motility as soon as they got back.

Robert sunburn : The better laid schemes o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish byword : Man plan, God laughs.

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

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

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

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

"If you think that's best, certainly, we can. Want breakfast ?"

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

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

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

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

"Yeah, sure Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

"Yeah, I was considering semi-retirement, giving her more obligation along with Sir Thomas More money and a share of the business organisation. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of trend an pick or you could can her. Why not talk of the town to her first, find out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

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

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

He took out his cell phone and called the office.

"Hey Morg, listen, something's come 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 and stop by your post around eight, would that work for you ?"

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even play a lilliputian, 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 voice as she said,"I'll be ready for anything."

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

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

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

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

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

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

She gave him a grin,"Want me to warm up 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."

"papa, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a beige pantsuit, bone mid-heeled heart, a lily-white blouse with a piffling brown ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

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

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

He offered up a bottleful of a all right Chardonnay,"Shall we have a chicken feed ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living elbow room she was head-in-the-clouds and girlish in a way a forty-three year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Tim Leary had never had a engagement until she went to function with Rob. Throughout schoolhouse she was the skinny, geeky young lady with specs. She didn't go to the promenade, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did arrive at her valedictorian and get her a full ride scholarship to a fine college but she had zero social science and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee bean shop. It was full and he'd asked if he could portion her table.

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

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I take the Big ogdoad firm or the aggressive smaller firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a passe-partout in accounting and was moving up in the humanity ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary and I'm between line of work right now, would you see me for your nanny berth, I've never been a nanny but I love children and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life, she was trembling, her bay window rolling and her bladder about to burst as she waited for his reply.

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

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

"You're unplayful, right ?"

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

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Tim Leary, how often money do you command in the undefended market ?"

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

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

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

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

She was so chagrined, he had a little smile on his face, he took her helping hand and kissed the back like a Gallic gentleman.

"I love your fragrance Morgana."

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

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

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

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

"Only a duad 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 know what was going to happen.

"Morgana, like I said, I love the aroma of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies room, charter off your pantie and bring in them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a right American capital apple but when they walked out her panties were his souvenir. Before the eve was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The future day her skinny trivial physical structure ached all over. He'd fucked her every way conceivable, 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 curb, now he was back.

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

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

"What do you stand for Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you make love what he found…"

She started to do, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her eyes teared.

He knew she was about to lose ascendency. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bathroom and dropped her down in the mouth clothing.

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

She flowed like a blast hose from both her urethra and her middle,"Rob, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

He took a pad of privy tissue, wiped her, helped her to suffer and straightened her clothing.

"Now, say me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

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

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

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

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

And the lying in wait was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The survive thing in the humans he wanted to do was give notice Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to resurrect her.

Key intelligence, words she'd understand.

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

A sluttish came into her eyes,"Robbie what do with your bad girlfriend. What do you do when Joanie is a bad young woman ?"

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

"Yes, yes, please Robbie, anything to let me cover to solve here."

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

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

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

I'll tell you what, you pay me whatever you can every workweek. I'll come over every Saturday to pile up whatever you can pay, ok."

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

"Now the remainder, yes, you've been a bad girlfriend and you're going to be spanked ; tonight and every Sabbatum night until you've repaid the $ 2000., do you correspond to that ?"

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

"Is that going to deepen tonight Morg ?"

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

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

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

He surveyed the way, at her vanity there was a delicately heterosexual backed president, ideal for the issue at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in movement of him, he took her jacket off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the manacle of her foresightful sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulders and down. Morgana was s lithe char, her breast were small and in high spirits, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her nipples were minuscule and tight as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"Step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

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

He told her to step out of the slacks ; she did, she stood in tusk thigh senior high school and her beige panties.

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the can not to long before he saw that she might hinder herself. He led her back, lowered her panty and seated her. It wasn't a flow, rather a squirt, squirt, pip-squeak before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into place and led her to the chair.

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

"Morg, I'm going to paddle you on your panties for a while then I'll necessitate them down and collapse you some more, finally you'll get ten of my best with the brush. Did you have your clyster ?"

In an almost incomprehensibly quivering representative 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 desire me to outride the Night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His deal fell with a shot, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, third, forth, maybe tenth battered her. Her fiddling butt, so small, so stringent, his hand covered both impudence, she was in tear. Morgana O'Leary was a dear girl, she'd never been spanked in her sprightliness ; she was being spanked now.

Her wooden leg were splayed and she was sobbing by the clip she'd absorbed the one-tenth blow. Then, over her step-in she felt his fingers on her, she thrust back to meet his tactile sensation and came explosively.

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

Time for some more, he said, as he began to spank. soma on flesh the tornado was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally stripe of blue sky. She was squirming, kicking and trying to hightail it but her small organic structure was easy to contain. With just his left hand on the lowly of her backrest he held her in place until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his decent deal and his pollex massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her secondly orgasm

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

Her tight piddling ass was a kaleidoscope of colouration, he admired his employment. Morgana wasn't even squirming, she'd never experienced such pain, she felt like she was on the edge of consciousness when she felt the chill on her anus. She was being lubricated, she was about to be sodomized, digit probed her then she was lifted and laid face down on her bed.

men gripped her narrow pelvic arch lifting her to her knees, hands parted her modest nether brass, atmospheric pressure against her anus and watchword she hadn't heard in six years.

"pushing Morg."

God, she tried, she tried to promote but it had been six long time, she screamed as he penetrated her.

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

It hurt like fire but, yes, she did like it, six twelvemonth and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wreck her, he was going to roll in the hay her pretty backbreaking but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth control ?"

She snorted out a jest,"For the last six years abstinence."

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

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then enjoy your fresh lilliputian ass."

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

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

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

He let her snuggle against him, in spite of the rough anal 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 sentence to reestablish the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the veridical issue although I do anticipate it to be repaid. You could borrow the extra $ 1700 from your female parent, you know."

"I know Robbie but that way I wouldn't really finger that I'd been punished and, besides, you wouldn't give me my spankings,"she retorted with a piffling smile.

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

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

Over the trend of the Nox, between time period of dozing, they copulated various Sir Thomas More fourth dimension. He left saying,"I'll see you at the office, I'll be there around noon."

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

Then, with her nose twitch like a bunny girl cony, she said,"You did, didn't you ? I can smell her all over you, God her sex stinks."

"That's decent Princess, we discussed what might come about before I left, I don't think we need to rehash it now, ok."

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

"Settle down Joanie, those William Green eyes of jealousy you're viewing are about to earn you a red bottom. Now, let's sit down and have coffee and I'll tell you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"Daddy, she stole from you, of row you should send away her."

"That could put a tangible crimp in our plans, 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 little joint 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 sensory faculty, how for me ?"

"The concluding Saturday, when she pays the survive of the money I'm going to birth her arrive here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet enemas in preparation. That day I'm going to separate her to skip them, that I want to give her a accomplished race out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can view if you want. Afterwards I'll direct her out, probably to tiffin, we'll be gone the requisite three minute. When we get back you'll get your wish ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's close little seat being filled with water supply, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her tiny boob and childlike hip across her Daddy's lap. And later,"The Ride,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the poor woman would be wrecked. Two divergent persuasion struck her. In malice of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some sympathy for her and, indorsement, she was going to accept a video fipple pipe with her so she could photographic film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie metre flew, fourth dimension dragged.

She missed her pa on the Saturday dark he was away. She hated that he came domicile with"That char's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her advantage point. Their menage had an interesting feature film. The schoolmaster bedroom's large waltz cupboard was actually a walk-through, with entrance from both the sleeping fourth and a 2d entryway from the bathroom. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a minuscule but comfortable chairman so that she had an unobstructed slew line to the bed. Her television camera was on a tri-pod and ready for action. And now clip dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her wish. She'd told her dada that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just weeks, days away from her creation. Time was flying toward that fateful event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her pantie coming off, her cute full tush being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sounds of rough sex. In true statement, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tummy was a raft, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of diarrhea and a rickety vesica, she'd peed four sentence before the bell rang.

expectation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her chair. She waited for about ten minute, she assumed they were handling their business transactions before she heard the water running in the adjacent bathroom. It stopped and her pop walked into the bedroom with his five gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red medulla oblongata syringe and KY Jelly. He walked out.

Morgana was wearing a well cut pantsuit when he led her in, she was carrying a petty overnight showcase, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a high-pitched school young woman on her offset date with the football star.

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

"sweet Morgana, I want to give you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of enemas until the weewee runs clear. I want your rectum and Colon completely vacate, I thought we could have a nice long session this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

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

"Step out of your horseshoe Morg,"he asked

They were pearl, matching her shell, low heeled heart. He unfastened the shank of her slackness and let them devolve, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the early token on the chair.

Her step-in were the same pale lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a nipper size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a single cheek of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

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

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five electric light each time, could this tiny char 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 smasher, try to relax."Morgana's stomach was distended from all the water system, as Rob massaged it began to funk as the pee 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.

"birdcall me if you need facilitate,"she heard Rob say, as the bathroom threshold shut.

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

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

Three academic session and then she was top. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just have it well-to-do for a few moment, then I'll give you…"

Joanie couldn't believe her capitulum, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her Daddy was doing this as a bonus for her as she heard him go forward,"your spanking."

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

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

He took her clothing from the chair, laid her things on the bed then positioned the chairwoman so Joanie's vista of Morgana's nates was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into placement and bent.

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

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

snap, quip, tornado. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was truehearted enough to bring tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to run. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as disk, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was all-encompassing open. Her private parts, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could have her a gynaecological examination. Even here she noted that Morgana was minor, a dead slit completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pinko. The snappy ended.

She stared dumbfounded as her pa 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 deal was down the forepart of her shorts and her panties were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would hear.

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

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

show sentence, she heard his car on the driveway, the detent of the curl in the figurehead door and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for luncheon Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner utmost dark and breakfast this morning, 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 while 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 physique. He took her with his rima oris. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screams of transport as he brought her to multiple coming. God, even from her upstage 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 daddy's face, no damned wonder he came home smelling like"That cleaning 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 squirm 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 vibration, physical structure shaking orgasm, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

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

Joanie watched as he spread her tight little cheeks, as first one finger's breadth then two worked lubricant deeply into her. He held her anus undecided and directly squeezed to a greater extent of the lube into her. Laying the tube-shaped structure aside, he massaged her backside ; then,

"Ready ?"

He helped her into position. She was on her human knee, her chest on the mattress, her face turned toward the lens of Joanie's camera. She was tightly drawn up, her hip joint high in the air, her keister displayed and exposed.

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's rosehip and bottom then moved up against her. His phallus looked huge, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the head seemed to be the size of it of her fist, pressed against Morgana's close niggling opening, she heard the words,"push button Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie watch while, to a philharmonic of Morgana's moan, column inch after inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her behind, he was in.

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

There was a little 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 fifteen moment. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knee joint behind her when he seemed to shift. He drew his feet up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weightiness to her coxa, changing his slant of incursion 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 lament escape from the early woman.

He was plowing into her hard and fast like a spile device driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no help, he held her torso in its tucked position as he pushed down on the small of her back forcing her hips even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too gruesome to watch. Still it continued, the fierce rape on the small cleaning lady. Finally, with a holla, she watched as her Daddy poured pulse after sizzling impulse of sperm and seed into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to do it her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bathroom and got a warm washrag then, from her minuscule nightlong showcase he got a fresh pair of cotton panties then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative 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 plant panties on her, picked her up and carried her to the client room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God Daddy, I'm sick and scared. Help me, please,"she said as she handed him two more of the sedative drug suppositories, lowered her boxers and panties and lay down on the bed.

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

Taking off her tee 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 compassion learned, he thought, but, then again she might want to save some for herself as he lasciviously eyed her plush, plump inviting bottom.

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

After a refreshing nap Joanie was awakened to a most unfamiliar sensation. Still sedated Morgana was mewling like a piffling injured kitten. She'd snuggled against Joanie and was suckling on her white meat. At a loss about what to do, she considered pushing her away then enwrapped her with her arms, drew her close, smoothed her haircloth and kissed her cheek. She no longer hated,"That charwoman,"it was more like she was an ally. Joanie realized that soon she could be in the Saame condition.

Morgana was at Joanie's breast for about an minute before she began to turn cognizant of her environs. The first thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

"I could let stopped it, but I don't mind, it felt nice."

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

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

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

"Did you suck on her bosom ?"

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

"It might be fun, you've got the cutest picayune snatch imaginable ; like a little girl's. So small, tasteful and pink."

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

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

Morgana didn't answer but Joanie spread her stage,"open air me Morgana."

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

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

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

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

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

"preference me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The nimble little clapper was like null Joanie had ever felt, it sought out situation her pappa had never found, a gentler, softer touch ; womanly almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breath, probing her. Joanie could feel her climax building.

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

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

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

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

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

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

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

"Oh, we've played rough but never like that, I'm not sure as shooting I can take the air yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my tummy for a day or two."

"That's what I mean. Mo, I'm going to be honest with you, Daddy and I do things together, you know ?"

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past respective weeks he spent Sabbatum with you, we could work out mean solar day and when you're having your time period 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 year until the Holocene instalment. If Robbie would go for it she'd be in heaven.

"I think it's a grand estimation but you still haven't answered my question ; why was today your defect ?"

"Daddy likes anal sex and he likes it a slight rough. He gave me a mo or two of it and I thought he'd split me surface. He said that was just a small taste perception 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 individual else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

Morgana chuckled,"I guess I should experience figured it out when you knew what my twat looks like."

"Why don't we trade places, I'd like a close-fitting look."

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

"hoot, he's got a immense load, doesn't he ?"Morgana said.

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

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

"Mo, I want fry, his kids. 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 go he can't refuse."

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the kitty-cat he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms East of the Mississippi both uncommitted in two sizes."

"So when do we declare oneself this to our harem superior ?"

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie bootie twins."

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

"What are those ?"

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

"And the early ?"

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

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

"I have to."

"When ?"

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

"Do you need me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The first item on Joanie's pail list tasted a little like salty citrus tree, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's erotic speech sound she retrieved Mo's overnight kit and they both dressed in drawers along with T-shirts.

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a Robert Brown rice pilaf, ruffle summer squash and a bounce greens salad.

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"pappa could we accept a shabu of wine and go out by the consortium, Mo and I would like to speak to you."

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

Both the fille were anxious, squirming in their electric chair, trying to lead off the conversation in fits and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's scratch line with you. What do you desire ?"

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to fuck, I'm not green-eyed of her anymore and we both know how much you, well how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so dissimilar, you know, dissimilar organic structure that, well you know…"She trailed off.

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

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a runway and Jo's got a nice soft plush torso and since variety is the spice of lifetime, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her brass."We thought Mo could hire out her house and movement in with us.

"And what about our plans Princess ?"

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

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

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

Rob had already decided, the mind of having both the nifty picayune sport car that was Morgana and the lush luxuriousness ride that was Joanie was raising an erecting as he sat there, still he thought he'd feature a picayune fun with them.

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

"dada, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's right Robbie."

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

The chorus,"wellspring, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your bodies as currency, is that funfair ?"

"Who ever said girl fight fair, pop ?"

"Who would kip where ?"

"Mo and I would each cause our own rooms. You could opt who was to get to your bed each dark except when we're having our point then the former would be with you."

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls figure out out the segmentation of responsibilities for the interior of the house, I'll take care of the outside arena and the consortium, honest enough ?"

"Another affair, each of you is to have replete wash-out clyster every two days. You'll be responsible for giving them to each early. Morgana, you had yours today but Joanie had hers yesterday, she'll be due tomorrow. I want her to have it by no former than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's face fell and Mo could read the care in her optic, she knew that Jo's forecast had been slump, her rough ride would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

"No Daddy, nothing that tomorrow won't cure, I'm sure."

"Now, one last thing, I want both of you to know 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 character matter again and I'm going to reinforce the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else noblewoman ?"

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

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

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

"Joanie, derive and stick out in forepart of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to welcome a spanking. You are going to get ten knock on your shorts followed by ten whack on your panties and then an indeterminate telephone number on your bare posterior. You will be topless as you receive your spankings. I want both of you to share my bed tonight, so at the end of your spanking, delight climb into bed. Joanie, take off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy boob required the bread and butter but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her heavy nippled, punishing breasts came into sentiment. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might necessitate to titty bed his daughter soon, maybe after she was fraught and they began to fill.

"seminal fluid bend over my lap,"he directed.

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

"outdoor stage up and overleap your short Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The footstep was more measured, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied fundament.

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

"rhytidoplasty your pelvic arch and let me get your panty off Princess."

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the step-in are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to count the virgule and I want you to count them out aloud, understand ?"

"Yes Robbie."

crack cocaine, the explosive sound and searing sting of build on flesh.

"One."

fracture

"Two."

At XII Joanie broke down in rent, two more than for good measure.

"Fourteen."

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

With his unoccupied hand he smoothed her hairsbreadth and massaged her articulatio humeri. As she started to wrestle on his lap he whispered,

"That's a effective lady friend Princess, cum for pappa,"as she had a small orgasm.

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

"Can I have my step-in back Daddy,"she asked as she got off his lap.

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

"Morgana, semen sales booth in front line 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 panty and then however many are required on the bare flesh to discover the desired answer. Take your top off Morgana."

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

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

First ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and take your shorts off Morgana.

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

He gave her ten firm ace on her panties, just not quite as business firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her slit through her panties for various minutes before saying,"aerodynamic lift your hips for me Morg so I can get your panty off."

She was still tap from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, enumeration them."

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"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your petite petty bottom is yummy. Do you think you could hire me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

"I know, you're saving her bottom for tomorrow, aren't you ?"

"Why would you think that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

MISTAKE

It was like a school girl slumber political party, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously well-heeled with each other's nude sculpture body but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric attempt at poesy that imparted to him a gem of data. Off key she sang, ,"citrus tree and Strategic Arms Limitation Talks or a chocolate malt, which does a girl find sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a cognoscente of fine twat ( as if there is any early kind ). As an object lesson Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloup vine while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Tim Leary was citrous fruit and common salt. No question, this twain had become a bit more than than allies, he'd need to keep that in intellect.

Rob let them play for about half an hour then he slid an arm around Joanie and began to massage her breasts. He was behind her so he pulled her stopping point. She could experience his hard-on against her bottom.

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

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

"trade good Princess, I wanted oodles of kids, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breast wide-cut, your belly swollen and your derriere broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the threatening implications when her Daddy said,"Of course, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're significant 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 covenant ball with her boob forced to the mattress and her hip joint elevated. He pressed down on the humble of her back so that she elevated her sex electric organ like a queen cat presenting. He entered her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Feigning rest Morgana was laying on her position with her back toward him. She was nude to the waistline but still had on her cotton panties.

He fondled her tiny bosom until her pap stiffened then he lowered the seat of her panties and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favorite sort, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your button with your fingers while I play with your titties and fuck your cute trivial bottom ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you mean day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount her like she's a sweet immature filly then depend upon her to the ground like you did with me this morning."

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

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

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

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

"Joanie's little ditty, you know…'Citrus and salt or cocoa malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus and saltiness and do you know what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a capital deal of truth in that vocalization, now give me a little action, I'm quick to cum."

The young lady were up by eight the following morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the mesa, it was light, insensate cereal grass, toast and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a tee shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slipper, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to strip for her enema. Although the day was sunny and cheerful, the modality in the kitchen was somber.

After the repast was finished Rob told them that he was going out for a patch but that he'd be home before one. He had some errands to run then he was going to halt at the drug stock and get Morgana her own clyster 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 pot. We'll get everything together, the bucket of affectionate piddle, the syringe and the lubricator. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the clyster syringe schnoz in the water supply and clinch then release. The bulb will fill with water. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't loss it, though or the dirty water will fill the bulb. pull it out and repeat the cognitive process. I usually get five bulbs total three times before I'm empty."

"Do you require to get lead off babe,"Mo asked as she took Jo's hand and led her to the bedroom.

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

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

"Take your slippers off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's robe off of her shoulders.

Jo wasn't wearing her bra, she was left with just her pantie ; 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 daunt, I'm about to wet myself justly now."

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous spurt, not the gushing flow of a good bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the toilet before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her pantie on as long as possible…there was nil else they could do.

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

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

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

After they'd finished Mo suggested a bathing tub for Jo.

"Let's use some sweet smelling bath oil then after, I'll give you a slight massage with organic structure lotion, sweep your hairsbreadth and utilise some get off make-up. What do you want to tire ?"

"I thought whiten carpet slipper, Caucasian thigh high gear stockings, snowy lacy see scanty and a Edward Douglas White Jr. satin robe. Does that meet your favorable reception ?"

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

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

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

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

She was sipping her bit glass when her Daddy came in.

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

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

Mo was standing at the threshold, he patted her on the keister as he passed,"Did you take good care of her for me Morg ?"

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

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

He took Joanie's hand to top her to the bedchamber, 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 lav but instead of leaving he began to talk.

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

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

"And she was back and intimate active voice by that even, right ?"

"papa, you're going to ache me, aren't you ?"

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

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

"I thought you might enjoy a bit of oral, 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 arrive at me cry ?"

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

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

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

As he rolled her panty 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 favourable skin was now nicely shaped and neat, not the idle bush it had been.

"Thank you Daddy."

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

Kisses, sweet shared breathing place, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, nipples sucked and teased, flabby stomach, neatly trimmed Mons Veneris then ambrosia. beauty, the odor, the taste, laving her liquid slit.

Nipping and nibbling at her labia, then a tongue dip into her vagina, across her perineum to tenderly thrust her rosebud then up, up to the top of her slit. Her little opal waiting. His lips suck it in, his spit teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her body, her organs clinch, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then unblock as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her Daddy gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

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

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the press, forgotten the telecasting camera recording her every minute, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the glad girl in the human race as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grinning paints her face as her physical structure quiver and she has a small orgasm.

Her Daddy is sitting beside her.

"creep over my lap Princess,"he says. She sees the lube in his hand.

sang-froid, slickness, fingers probing her, and more lubricant, her Daddy's vox, just slacken Princess as his early script strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

"I'll assistance you get into posture Princess. We'll start slowly, once I'm all the way in, I'll give you a few instant to feel the mellowness then I'll jump to pump you."

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

"Ok Princess, get up on your human knee, great, now be given forward and put your chest on the mattress, fold your arms and rest your head on your arms, perfect."

Just a little very well tuning. He pulled back on her articulatio humeri, tucking her body a little more tightly, pressed down on the little of her back so that her hips and genitalia were elevated, then spread her pegleg 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,

"get-up-and-go 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 cock slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to impress her bowels, so full, she'd flavor so very full.

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

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

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

For at least ten instant he continued with this moderately hard fucking, then,

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

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, pa, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one vast sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her typeface turned toward the camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, Joseph Black track down her nerve, the lipstick was smeared, her coif hair a scraggly deal. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous holloa as heartbeat after beat of his burning cum filled her prone body. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping surface, cum was draining out over the lips of her pussy. She was unmoving, the but sounds from the room plaintive whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

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

Morgana got a warm lavation cloth and the panties. She wiped her boldness and cleaned her backside before helping her into the cotton legal brief. Rob lowered her backside and administered the medication then left the girls alone.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That's fine with me."

"I don't get it on 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 get laid her again later, like you did me."

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

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

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

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

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

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

She was still a small shaky the next aurora but she made the song to the woman's doctor and got a passport. She called, yes, they were taking new affected role but the next uncommitted appointment was six calendar week hence.

Disappointed, she went to the Internet. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for sure but possible. Just happen the strings and slowly and gently root for until the little plastic device tonic free.

She asked Mo to avail her.

fabrication flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the string and pulled it out. There was a slight spotting of rake but nothing more.

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

They changed positions.

"Now he's got a dyad of fertile females, yes ?"

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

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

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

When Joanie had missed her secondment period and began to suffer from well white meat, cockcrow sickness and constipation they ran two dwelling house pregnancy examination. Both came up positive.

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

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

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

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a prissy sister jut, even beginning to sense a little movement. Her breasts were filling and leaking a piffling foremilk, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute slight summer maternity dust coat and strappy Stanford White sandals. She and Mo were sharing a glass of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drunkenness but one niggling shabu of wine, what could it hurt.

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

Walking over to her and taking her hired man he said,"Young gentlewoman, come with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

heterosexual person to the spanking chair.

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

He had to scatter his legs to reconcile gibbousness, but he got her into position.

"Mo, get along here, please,"he called.

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

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

Ten fasting and house on the bum of her cute little smock then he raised the wench and delivered ten more on her maternity panties and then they were down around her knees.

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

"One."

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

septenary months meaning she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, come here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

crack

"One."

She held out a farsighted prison term. The tears didn't current until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

"Ok, back to the kitchen, both of you. Joanie, pull your step-in up, I don't want you to slip. Morgana, you can get your panties back, too but leave the shorts."

Neither saw him pocket the tube of KY Jelly. Morg's tight little bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her common place but Rob directed her to the hot seat directly across the table from him.

Once she was in stead he bent Morgana over the board.

"Hold hands fille,"he instructed.

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

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

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

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

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

"You've got a Nice soused little bottom. I like to make out it Morg ; do you like me to fuck you Morg ?"

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

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

Rob fucked her for about thirty minutes. Her little ass was sore by the fourth dimension he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

"You were both bad girls but you've had your spankings. I just want assurances that there will be no more alcohol-dependent consumption until after the delivery. Do I have that assurance ?"

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

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to have it off how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the tabular array kissing first one and then the other.

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

"You know we've all slept together quite a few times and that we've had sex when the third person was in the bed but we've never had a rightful three way. Are you young woman biz to try ?"

They looked at each early. They'd played their girly games when daddy was away, and since there were two girls and one guy it would certainly lead to some fille on young lady natural action. They smiled at each other and answered,"Yes."

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

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

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

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"perfect, now rip your knee joint up a little and spread your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she pappa. 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 between Morgana's legs.

"Lean forward and slip your arms under her wooden leg and grasp her hips."

In this lieu Joanie's case was only inch from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to introduce you from behind, in your buttocks. I won't be rough with you but I am going to fuck you until I cum."

He lubricated her and moved up behind her.

With his script on the back of her head pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"Push Princess."

He took it tardily with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some way of life this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute girl, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his hammer. She had her font buried in Morgana's sex, from over her articulatio humeri he could see her tongue flicking the niggling clitoris. Both of them making strait of delight ; intoxicating, heady, the scent of both women 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 buttocks, fill me up with your cum ; fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush posterior. She was pushing back to forgather him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her climax, he could experience muscular contraction building in Joanie's anus and he was quick to erupt.

threesome representative, raised, expressing spectacular joy, they ended in a jumbled mass of legs, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the telephone call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That double-dyed little cunt sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

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

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

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her hard and fast, she'd had two screaming climaxes before he gushed into her skillful blind drunk cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one girl on each position of him. Joanie was out of it, with child sex on a meaning eubstance had left her just smiling quietly.

Not so Morgana. He felt her mitt on his cock.

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

"Who am I to traverse a amercement woman her sustenance."

It was a dainty he cursed himself for missing all these years, her tongue was like a Snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her favored flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her lip. Like a very trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a suggestion at the edge of her oral cavity. She swirled her tongue 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."

memory, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one Sir Thomas More ? Your precious little rear end is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the in-between facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earlier sequence on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my knocker 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 bringing went off without a hobble. They now had a cute squalling parcel of infant miss in the house. Morgana was an immense avail ‘ though in truth she was like a doting nan to the baby and a insomniac mother to Joanie.

The accuracy of the kinship was driven home when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an appointee so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of youth, Joanie just had to let a C and there was none in the house. The baby place was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no shaver bum usable. Joanie loaded Vicky into the breast rider's prat and trucked on down to the neighborhood public lavatory store, got a 12 battalion and drove domicile. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her C to the house.

She was quiet as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the coke,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car hindquarters ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most uncaring affair I can imagine. There is no reason on God's green terra firma that getting a Coca Cola a El Salvadoran colon is deserving endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a break, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was xix ? She wondered and she was really angry with her friend.

"Just depart it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the net straw, grabbing Joanie by the tomentum she dragged her to the bedchamber, from the dresser she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the rattling chairperson and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her panties down to her articulatio genus and whaled on her back side of meat with the whisker brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her T-shirt on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with tear stained eyes and a snotty nozzle. Additionally, her bare fundament was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a cause, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not differentiate him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to narrate me what it was ?"

"I went and got some Cokes ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Coke would really pee her off. Want to tell me the rest of the story ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car fundament is in her car."

"Am I beginning to realize what happened. You drove to the store with Vicky in the car but without a car hind end, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a mild drink that you took our daughter and put her excited on the passenger seat of the car and drove to the public toilet storage ? Do I have that rightfield ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond stunned that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking professorship while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to number 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 50 firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to place upright in the niche and think about what you've done. Come out into the living room when you're ready to be more responsible.

Rob and Morgana got glasses of wine and, instead of the living 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 hand are small and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how life-time can take some foreign turns. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age dispute I feel more like a grandfather with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other daughter, Joanie filling the roster as mother. It's working well for all of us .