Two Char 'S Vaginas And Anuses And The Pleasure They Offer


Anal, Enema, Oral-Sex, Spanking, Threesome, Virginity
Fri even, the first week of June and I was totally relaxed. I'd met a supporter for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten home around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of manufacturer's sucker, rocks with just a splash of water while I enjoyed the quiet. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my 18 year old girl had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictorian but second in her form and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died eighteen old age ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My baby girl was nursing at her mother's tit, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my wife, suffered a fateful psyche aneurysm and I was left a widower and the resole caretaker of a new born infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did induce help. My mother came to stay with me for three invaluable calendar month. She took bearing of Joanie's aid and, along the way, taught me how to prepare formula, bathe and change infant and get accustomed to functioning on just a few steal hour of sleep. Mom would have got liked to rest longer but my father's health had taken a turn for the unsound and she was desperately needed at menage ; when she left I hired a nanny.

Well, nanny might he understating her tariff and value to me. Morgana O'Timothy Francis Leary was and still is a very important mortal in Joanie's and my life. kickoff she helped with tyke tutelage then her duties evolved. My business is brokerage, I buy, sell and find point for others and Mo functions as my office manager now. She's just a couple of years elderly than I, a little on the slender side ( register skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears glasses that are uncomplimentary and eschews makeup ; in other words she makes no sweat to make herself appealing but, none the less, after that first base dark and after she'd been with me for several years and after a few cocktails I had the distinguishable pleasure to remind myself that she was a wildcat between the shroud and blessed with the tightest pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to satiate. Still, we mutually concluded that a occupation relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an vivid dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the hebdomad and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our human relationship, my sex life history went to hell in a hand basket but I had a more contented girl. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to tease me and coquet unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me feel her rapidly developing titty against my bureau ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute hind end a wiggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied hind end as she'd dash into the lav for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our coming vacation. I own a small holiday bungalow in the mountains situated on the loveliest tarn this slope of Scotland. Two weeks, two absolutely howling calendar week in June of each class Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and shoot, a little motorboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the epithelial duct and creeks.

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

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

"howdy ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my best friend since level school, I'd been his best man and he'd been mine. He and his wife Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his call was still a surprise ; I knew his work agenda and he was on duty.

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

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

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

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

At thirteen, the summertime between middle shoal and high school day I'd caught her and her girlfriend drinking my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pool household. Then last class, at the get-go of her Jnr year there was the episode involving experiment with marijuana and my Lord's scrape ; 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 headstone and headed for Denny's.

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot worse. Luckily I was on the scene and the denseness of the other attending ship's officer was directed toward the two guy. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a recognize monger, marijuana and crack cocaine. He had a tail lighter 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 device driver and his principal squeeze Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the binding with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting ship's officer there was a articulation smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him handle the hunt of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take concern of Dean Martin and Joanie. He found about a thousand Charles Frederick Worth of crack in Curry's purse. Joiner and Steve Martin weren't carrying.

Rob, I did search Joanie's purse, she had two rock music wrapped in tin transparency. When I asked she claimed she didn't know how they got there. I believe her, the guys stuck their dirt in the young lady'bag but I can't prove that. We've got Joiner on a DUI, all four of them are fucking smashed to the gills, and he's also VOP ( violation of probation ) but Curry's gon na get busted for possession, Steve Martin's gon na walking 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 take gone way, way bad ; you understand ?"

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

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

"She gon na to be capable to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two weeks every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a calendar month this clock time ; leave tomorrow sunup, maybe have a minuscule detox session and let her spend nigh of her detoxification on her tum ‘ effort she won't be able to sit."

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

The thrust home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the casual snarful and groan from the drunk in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her lurch to her bedroom, undressed her down feather to pantie and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In bitchiness of her transgression she was still my"Little Princess,"cipher she could do would change that.

In my way I packed a bag with the clothing I'd need at the mountain cabin then fixed up a smaller grip with token I would or might necessitate. From eighteen years experience there were sure affair that Joanie might require. If she didn't feel well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Phenaphen, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a piffling young lady, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to bring home the bacon a eternal rest aid and help with onanism, the red medulla oblongata clyster syringe and, of class my trusty rectal thermometer. Then I added nanna's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, 1st Baron Verulam, hash browns, whole wheat toast, orange juice and coffee were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of bacon around her plateful and took several mouthfuls 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 cook and, Princess, pack surplus PJ's and panties, you'll need them."

Big as saucers, her oculus,"What Daddy ?"

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

The drive to the cabin was quiet. Both of up knew or suspected what awaited. music was playing on the radio, Classic Country, 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 even was chilly I asked if she'd like a fire, she would ; I lit one in the fireplace.

The cabin had a bedroom and privy on the priming floor and a quiescency garret above. I stayed downstairs, Joanie was in the loft unpacking, I suggested that she have a bathing tub and get dressed for bed while I fixed dinner.

While she bathed downstairs I heated a frypan, fried some potatoes with onion plant and Piper nigrum then sautéed two perch filet while Spinacia oleracea simmered.

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

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every daughter it these fib is the most beautiful girl in the domain ( how the screwing can they all be the most beautiful little girl in the mankind ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a troll 130. She has rather replete breasts, a poofie tummy and a bottom made up of Twin fleshy world distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not aphrodisiac, and to those the skinny dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the loft. As a joke I'd bought her pyjama for her seventeenth natal day, she always complained that it was too dusty in the winter. I got her some that were one small-arm, had footies and a drop-off seat ; they were cardinal grosbeak red. I admired her rather full bottom as she descended, I could see a scanty crease. She'd put as much cloth as potential over her very vulnerable hindquarters ; hurt young lady, but no hope.

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

I let her lecture, 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,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Joanie, pee,"my voice was harsh.

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

The test showed the mien of the marihuana but, give thanks God, nothing else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a hot seat in the eye of the room, straight backed, no weapons system, uncomfortable for much besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please Daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

XX, I counted, ten on each impertinence, on her pyjama, those pyjama that were printed"Little Princess"on the drop flap. Already I heard a few split ; I ungripped and lowered the flap. scanty were discernible

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

": settle down,"I said. I stroked her youthful eubstance until she'd calmed.

"tie-up up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the I piece. offset her swollen knocker then her puffy pot, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her prevent her scanty on because I thought it was more humiliating to her to have me take them off, part of her punishment. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to swipe her rosehip. They lay on the base at her feet as I began.

I started at the adjunction between her underside and her thighs then spanked up, over her sit spot to the top of her buttocks then back down.

snap, quip, crack, the resounding music of flesh meeting physique. After about 30 whang I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes implosion therapy, nose leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so no-account, I'll never do anything like that again."

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

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

I knew she'd be a mess for a patch. It tied her in knots when she did something that upset me so much that I punished her.

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

"Daddy, can I slumber here this evening, I don't want to give to climb up up to the loft ?"

I thought for a present moment then said,"Ok Princess ; do you require something to serve you loosen up ?"

"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 accommodation I paused to admire my handiwork. Joanie's bottom was a kaleidoscope of color ; multiple nicety of red, reddish blue, purple with just a tinge of blue, tinker's dam, she looked sore.

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

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

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

After a few minutes and in a shaky interpreter she asked,"Daddy can you assist me get settled down ; you know, like you used to do when I was a baby ?"

How can she retrieve, I thought. The finale meter I'd done it was just prior to her fifth natal day, over baker's dozen years ago.

"I'm dreary 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's breadth along her Venus crevice, her puss back then it was nix more than a tap valley, her labia and clitoris were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her 18 twelvemonth old self.

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

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

I let her, I didn't attempt to break her nor did I pull away. My midsection finger found her rut. I'd used my index finger when she was untested but my middle finger was longer, better able to slew along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

Different, so very unlike than when she was a fry with just a small immature slit. Her outer labia were well up, her inner labia protruded beyond the outer, her clitoris was salient and engorged. My"Little Princess"had the body of a woman.

She trembled under my tender succor then snuggled against me. lenient ennoble stertor, the sedative drug had taken gist, she slept.

I didn't, no rest for the wicked and what I'd done ; hell what I was still doing was wicked. Rationalized my natural action, she wanted it, it didn't hurt anyone, blah, blah, fustian. Then I waxed philosophical, the world was wrong, I was right. Oh, maybe the taboos against incest had a pragmatic reason before the availability of birth controller ; but no longer.

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

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

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

I awoke to the olfactory perception of coffee tree percolating and bacon frying. Joanie stuck her head into the bedroom,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

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

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

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

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

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

"Touch me, feel how hot I am."

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

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

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

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

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

What could I say, Marcie, my gone wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a little pudgy and soft with strawberry blond hair, full white meat and a plump bottom ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My judgment wandered and I began to get an erection remembering. gabardine as curdle cream, how I'd loved to leave a pinko hand print or two before I parted her plushness and entered her, but, I had to say it, how could I let this lead in go,"Princess, you have the perfect posterior, I know, my script fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you think you deserve another ?"

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

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

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

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

"Way, way over my head. Almost as soon as we left the company they fired up a twain of joints then the guy in the stake seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na have himself some newly Lester Willis Young white pussy. When I tried to push him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this pussy, too. That guy said, ‘ snake pit yes.'Then the girl he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me follow, ain't ya, I wanta see your big blacken dicks tear up that bitch's white ass.'He was trying to pull my drawers off when we got force over."

"You were lucky the copper 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 female child 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 worse, more degrading that another girl was going to get her thrill watching it bechance, God, I was scared. I mean, I know I'm not going to be a virgin forever or anything like that but I want to opt when and with whom I am, to use an old term, deflowered."

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

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

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

Half way up she turned her oral sex, our middle met and she gave me a little smile,"You're peeking aren't you Daddy."

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

I showered and dressed in loose match shorts, tee shirt and a duo of sneakers ; I was waiting at the bottom of the ladder/stair when Joanie climbed down. She, also was in shorts and a T ; we set off.

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a fearful experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogative sentence and stop her fear had been transferred to another fortune of her anatomy. He'd saved her virtuous pussy but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent judgment of her dilemma, as last night had proven.

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

"Princess, you're Lester Willis Young. Unfortunately, young people make stupe mistakes but that's a big contribution of learning, of maturing. I know nothing like this will ever happen again."

The conversation got lighter as we walked through the Wood. We spotted a flight of ducks coming in for a landing on the lake. It seemed a little late for their northward migration, it was early June. We strolled over to the shore where we found a while of locoweed. Joanie suggested that we sit and watch the duck paddle about. I sat, she lounged, laying her foreland on my lap.

The peace of mind of the morning time, the kiss of the gentle sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's forefront. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid penis out the leg of my drawers then she'd taken it into her sassing. It was like a sensual pipe dream, I awoke to my daughter fellating me. I should hold stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the smell she was giving me were sensational. I stroked her hairsbreadth. She looked up with her pretty green eyes and smiled then began oceanic abyss throating my cock.

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

I expected her to total 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 manifest past tense involution with fellatio made me marvel just how much Joanie had gotten into.

I gave her a diffuse swat on her rear end, saying,"seed on, let's get back to the cabin. It's meter 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."

dorsum inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get make while I got her cup and test strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and panties around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her wear I tested her urine. Still registering cannabis but not as high as the day before. I led her to the sleeping accommodation and sat on my spanking chair.

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

I was holding her by the rosehip, I unzipped her short and let them devolve to her feet.

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

I gave her ten moderately intemperately whang on her step-in then bared her fanny and gave her ten more. Joanie was sobbing, I rubbed her back and sides asking if she'd like to lie down for a piddling while..

"Will you hold me Daddy ?"She asked.

"Of course Princess."

I helped her to stand, guided her to the bed and lay down beside her. She was still wearing her bra and tee 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.

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

I had to imagine how to answer, 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 have your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"wellspring, don't you ?"

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

"My bedchamber's next to yours, I could hear through the rampart and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most dark and moans and groan on Sat, the Nox he parted her tight little bottom. God, that was the best, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

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

"And ?"

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

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

"Yes, that's it, I wanted to be the one in your subdivision. I'd get so worked up, I'd use my fingers while I listened. I wanted it to be me, I wanted you in me. But now I'm beaming 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 immense, not porn star size. He was a small over 7 ½ column inch and a bit chubby.

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

Joanie caught her breath,"pop, will it bruise ?"She asked.

"Probably a little,"he replied."Do you desire to observe out, Princess ?"

She wriggled out of her T-shirt and shed her bra,"feeling me Daddy, please skin senses me."

Her chest 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 rim trailed down sucking and licking one nipple then the other Joanie her first orgasm not brought by her own hand. His hand cupped her plump behind as he kissed over her piano tummy.

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

"O0000000000000h yes, Oooooooooo God, she exalted."

But when his tongue flicked at her clitoris she nearly exploded. Pounding her hips up to satisfy him she wailed in alien joy. Her succus flowed as her dada drank from her sweet fount. She was sopping, she was fix as he moved over her.

Rob lifted her ramification back, exposing her vagina then moved up against her. With his fingerbreadth he opened her then guided his peter to her virtuous portal.

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

He thrust forward. He felt her cutter 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 spoiled is over,"as he began to stroke in and out.

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

As he continued Joanie began to loosen and accept the invasion of her young body. Her legs wrapped around his pelvic girdle as she thrust back to meet his apoplexy. Sounds emanated from recondite in her throat as she cooed.

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

He did. Stroking her hard and fast Joanie began to tremble under him as she climaxed yet again. He pulled her operose against him as he spewed into her pumping six years of pent-up come into her, bathing her cervix, migrating into her fallopian tubes, searching for a prolific egg.

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

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

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

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

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

"Sit on me and claim me in."

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

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

Her replete chest, her poofie petty tum, her reddish amber sleek hide and, about of all her alluring fount smiling at him.

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

"Do you require to be ?"

"More than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

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

On the drive back we discussed birth control method. The program B contraceptive pill were a blockage gap metre, 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 passport for an OB/GYN in our area. I had Joanie phone to make her appointment.

She explained what she wanted and was able to get an appointment for the following day. The doctor let her get laid that she would be doing a fill in physical before she could insert an IUD.

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

I told her that she'd deprivation to bathe before we left and that she should bust wearable that was well-to-do to get into and out of. She would probably be naked during the exam. Most would be routine, checking her heart beat, pinna, nose, throat and centre then it would become more incursive with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the physician felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might bewilder her digit up my rear, ungh."

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

Joanie was as uneasy as a long tail cat in a roomful of rocking chairwoman as we drove to the doctor's business office and, once there she insisted that I be in the way 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 exceeding as she explained what she was going to do each whole tone of the way.

Two fingers into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap spot then a new glove and the bi-manual, one finger's breadth in her vagina the second in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

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

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

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

Gently the doctor rubbed her corporation saying,"Joanie, I need to do it. I'll be mollify, I won't hurt you, I promise."

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

"Almost done honey,"she said.

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

"Bear down for me Joanie."As she did so, her sphincter relaxed and the Doctor of the Church's fingerbreadth slid in.

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

The procedure was over, Joanie had a reexamination appointment for two weeks hence and a carefulness that, although she could immediately be sexually combat-ready she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the comeback pain relief pitcher ; Tylenol, Motrin or such and rest a bit.

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

"I mean Daddy, she had her digit up me as far as she could go checking my womb and cervix from the rearwards position, ick."

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

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

We'd left early on for Joanie's Doctor of the Church's appointment so we'd skipped her break of the day routine. I handed her a cup and pointed to the bathroom.

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

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

"dad, I'm getting the cramps like the MD said,"she whimpered.

"Do you want some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

"You've still got some of the lube in you, I'm going to suffer to keep my finger's breadth in you ‘ til your muscleman grip them and work them up in you, ok ?"

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

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

"No, you're perfect, plush and plump just like your mother. Now, why not demand a nap and let the acetaminophen do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my woman, she wants to consume my babies and populate as my wife. She was xviii and I was forty-one, we could let several youngster if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college instruction, she was so smart but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could overstep my final mental test but that might be unmanageable. She'd reacted badly to the Doctor's penetration and my cock was one hellava lot bragging than her slim finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"tactual sensation best Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we act as 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 apparel, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a span of get down skidder she was nude under her robe.

I took her down onto the mattress. Opening the robe I admired her breasts and let loose,"pop's dessert,"as I took one then the former between my lips.

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

She had a trembling, volatile orgasm then a second and third gear. As I brought her off for the Forth time she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a dreadful pleasure. She was too sensitive to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

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

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and find for a few minute of arc then rolled her onto her belly and straddled her hips.

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

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

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the utter pussy, damn 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 rest harder, more rapidly.

"You're in far papa, God you're stretching me. It hurts a piddling but it's a skillful hurt."

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

Her formula sounds had changed. She was panting like a belittled beef being ridden by a big German sheepman, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive groan after another as Rob pounded her twat with the fucking of her life then with a roar he blasted pulse after impulse of his ropy cum into her

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

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

Finally she spoke,"God Daddy, I thought you were going to make out me to Death, you felt so big in me. My poor little purulent'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 entail, ‘ close,'what were you doing with her ?"

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

As he traced a unity finger along her crack he saw the realization and fear wink in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"Preparation mostly, she'd make herself neat and we'd use spate 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 gaudy ?"

"She liked it ok but mostly she did it for me, she knows how much I like anal sex. She got a short pain from it but, like you, she likes a little bit of pain with the pleasure."

"I don't think I want to do that pop, just thinking about it, talking about it scares me. I don't think I could look at your big putz up in my belly."

They dropped the field and over the next two workweek nothing more was said. Their sex life was haunt and active voice, exploring various positions. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from behind. She liked the smell of the extra inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her arduous. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to relax. He spent a lot of clip on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her soused ring.

The starting time metre 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 clitoris he could lend her to climax that way.

The first time he slid up on her back and ran his cock along her go, touching her she was so scare 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 straits of his dick pressed against her anus he whispered,"I'm gon na cum,"as he spewed on her tight ring.

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

"No Daddy, it felt kinda nice."

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

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

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

Joanie's water was straighten out, 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 calorie-free supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a irksome legal tender missionary. He ignored her tush and they ended the eventide spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

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

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

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

"dad,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her ramification Rob helped her to the bath, took her slippers, scanty and robe and eased her into the tub.

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

She could see into the bedroom from the bathtub. She heard H2O running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a entire five gallon bucket beside the bed. Her fearful centre tracked him as he got the red bulb enema syringe and a lubricating substance of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

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

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

Taking her arm he helped her up, lifted her from the tub and wrapped her in a towel, drying her.

"I want my robe,"she said.

"You won't need it for a little patch,"he told her as he led her into the bedroom.

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

She felt him stir her, the chill of the lube as he fingered her hole.

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

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

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

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

He could hear the splash of faecal issue, the sounds of escaping gas and his little daughter's moans. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

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

He'd gotten a clean house gown and step-in for her while she was in the privy. Another prompt bath and she lay down on the bed, exhausted from her enema ordeal.

"Just rest Princess,"he said.

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

"We want to look three hours after your clyster,"glancing at his lookout man he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he assure her the truth ? If zip else he was always true with her.

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

"Oh pappa,"she moaned.
"Joanie, I want to break dance you in as quickly as possible. I'm afraid you're going to go quite intimate with unclouded repast and enemas, now, get some rest."

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to stay but in her tucker out state she was sleeping within minutes.

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

She started to whine but then she felt his adorable tongue on her. God how she adored receiving oral examination sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him break up up the lubricator from the pillow.

low gear one fingerbreadth then two in her, pushing the lube deep into her and stretching her sphincters then more lubricator. He helped her to lie next to him on her tummy.

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery representative answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her hip joint and bottom then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his penis along her snap several fourth dimension then guided it to her opening.

"button Princess,"he said as he thrust forward. The foreland of his cock split her sphincters and he was in her.

God, it's not like in the smut moving-picture show Joanie thought ; this hurts, burning like fire. She heard the first gear of what she knew would be many moans, Oooooooooo damn this hurts.

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to decompress. Christ, I love your backside. 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 tissue paper were legal tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to reconcile his cinch. That's why he wanted her several times this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would come next.

Joanie continued to moan and sob then suddenly she tried to worm 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 metre with an unschooled anal virgin, she was afraid she'd embarrass herself, she desperately needed the can, she had to be active 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 putz filling your rectum. Just relax I'm going to have it away you now,"as he started to pump her.

God, there's no feeling in the earthly concern like a young girl's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably wet grip of her sphincter brawniness squeezing his erecting, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be howling but it would never be quite the same. She'd be looser each future fourth dimension. That wasn't all bad, she would be learn how to twist those muscles to squeeze and she-bop him and he could toy a fiddling rougher.

"Tighten up, squelch me, assist me cum Princess,"he told her.

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

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

"I love you, you know. Am I your cleaning woman 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 hurt but, in truth, the anticipation was unsound than the reality."

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

When she came back she lay on her stomach, her oral sex on his bureau and asked,"You said I was the sound, did you really mean it ?"

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

"You've done it with early young woman ; I know you did it with Morgana, who else ?"

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"Other girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so sylphlike with her minuscule minuscule tush, I always felt I had to learn it easy with her. I like plump bottoms, like Mommy's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

"Couldn't, it would spend a penny you off and I don't want that."

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no more than. I'm your lady friend now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

"Daddy, 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 60 minutes when Rob said,"Ready to go again."

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

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

"I want to be able to see your passably fount,"he told her as he added a footling lubricating substance, she was still pretty slick from before.

As he moved up to her he lifted her leg and asked her to pull them back toward her breast, adding,"Remember to crowd 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.

"Feel the comprehensiveness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

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

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of knocker, with her soft clean breadbasket and golden roll ; I could just eat you up."

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

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

"Daddddddddy, what variety of a query is that. God, even in this placement you can block me."

Rob took her hand and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

He stroked her for about ten minute of arc then forced her legs further back and push hard into her, roaring,"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

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

"God that was intense Daddy."

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

"My miserable posterior's sore but my fiddling pussycat's sure happy."

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

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

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

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

"It's a picayune like that, I like letting her tactile property my durability, all of my length and girth, giving her a rough ride."

"God, you make it speech sound like she's in a dominated, implemental 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 play hard, I'd hurt you. Eventually we'll get there but not yet."

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The wait wasn't long. He took her hand and led her back to the sleeping room. She stepped out of her slippers, he helped her out of her robe and rolled her panty 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 plain as he fingered the lube into her.

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

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

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

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

He continued to hold her depressed tummy, then taking her manus and guiding it to her abdomen low, just above her pubic os 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 live was in me."

"Oh, it's alive 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 slight and come in back. I want a some of my Princess dessert ; put on a little make-up, lipstick and eye liner, I want you sexy.

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

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

Rob was lying on his back when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

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

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

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

She couldn't keep her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his mind and pounded her snatch against his lips until she came with a kick and ebullition of tasty, tangy lulu flavored fille juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

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

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the 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 a lot of you."

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

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

"Could you see ?"

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

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

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

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

He held her hip and let her rock 'n' roll and pump on him, reveling in the audio she was making ; still some moans but mostly noises of pleasure over the show she was giving herself.

Finally he slipped his hand around and let her ride 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 font. You won't be able to see a lot of me going into you but you can watch your smile."

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

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

After gliding along her crack respective time he centered on her.

"Push Princess."

She was still quite crocked 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 pop, you're so big."

"Feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so wide, so full."

"Does it finger unspoilt ?"

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

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

Once her helping hand was in blank space he scooted higher on her cover so his penetration was more toward her front ; he started to pump her.

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

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

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

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

He pounded her deep, operose and fast for several minute. He moans had turn to wail, her sobs to a bawling cry as her snag flowed.

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

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

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

He lay beside her expecting her to occur into his arms, instead she curled into the foetal locating with her rear to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to have a modest mouthful of what jolting playing period is like."

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

He had. She was sweaty, her tomentum was a dishevelled mess, her heart were swollen and tear stained trailing black bar over her case where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, dainty in fact.

"Come here and let me hold you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

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

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

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

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

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my office manager, an of import 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 someone else take it."

"God girl, what do you want."

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

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

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

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

They spent the balance of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two years, he suggested it would be easier with a two quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that suggestion. She liked the affaire, the feeling of yielding she got from being over Rob's lap. verity be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible side except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be portion of their own repertory, period, entire stop.

Their family relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their intimate soldering going. Joanie wanted to last as Rob's wife and possess his children and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and loved partner. He could run his occupation from a phone and computing machine from their modest cabin until he could put back it with a lakefront plate. And, as much as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a genuine asset to her fathers business. Rob decided he'd give her a lift and a 10 % share of the business to go forward to run their metropolis billet. He planned to put everything in apparent motion as soon as they got back.

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

Jewish proverb : Man plans, God laughs.

And so it seems. The day before they were to recall from to the urban center he received a birdcall from his accountant.

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

"I'll be back tomorrow even late then I'm confluence with Morgana in the break of the day, how about luncheon ?"

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

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

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you know what a defalcation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

"You know I was doing a mini-audit in grooming for tax time, 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 indisputable fact that, through baulk to herself Morgana had stolen $ 2000.

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

"Sol, thanks for this information but, I hope you understand, I don't find 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 Sir Thomas More province along with more money and a percentage of the patronage. So what do I do now ?"

"The police are, of course an option or you could displace her. Why not talk to her first, get hold 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 thought, what to do, what to do. This sure fucked up his plans. Finally, he came to a conclusion. Maybe he could salvage Morgana, when it came down to it it would really be up to her. He'd meet with her and react to her response ; tonight.

He took out his jail cell sound and called the office.

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even make for a little, 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 interpreter as she said,"I'll be set up for anything."

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

"Princess, something's happened at the office, I'm afraid it may delay our design, I hope not but I'm coming together with Morgana this evening to discourse things. I'll be tardy getting home, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

She had a puzzle look on her face,"My wishing"…then the light went on, and"you mean it might encounter ?"

"Cool your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"Daddy, what's going on ?"

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

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

As he'd forecast she was impeccably attired, a ecru pantsuit, bone mid-heeled pumps, a Edward Douglas White Jr. blouse with a short brownness ribbon worn as a tie. She smelled of gardenias. She reached up and kissed him.

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

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"mustiness have."

He offered up a feeding bottle of a exquisitely Chardonnay,"Shall we have a glass ?"

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her livelihood elbow room she was spooky and girlish in a way a forty-three class old cleaning woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Timothy Leary had never had a particular date until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school day she was the skinny, geeky girl with methamphetamine hydrochloride. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did make her valedictorian and get her a broad drive erudition to a fine college but she had zero social skill and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee shop class. It was full and he'd asked if he could contribution her table.

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

Morgana was between Book of Job, yeah, do I take the Big Eight firm or the strong-growing pocket-sized firm that would fast track her to a partnership. She had a passkey in accounting and was moving up in the world ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between chore right now, would you view me for your nanny location, I've never been a nanny but I love minor and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her life story, she was trembling, her pot wheeling and her bladder about to erupt as she waited for his reply.

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

Morgana couldn't suppress a trivial grin,"So you're a passkey, too. Mine's from Columbia, my bachelor-at-arms is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're serious, right ?"

"Of form I'm serious Mr. Masters, unfortunately, I'm always serious."

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

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

"Phil Anderson has an offer of $ 212,000 on the table but a humble 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 accountancy side of meat 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 touch sensation she'd never experienced and suddenly she was sitting in a syndicate. She wasn't a virgin, one horrendous experience in high up schooling but never an orgasm, Oh My God, she'd just had her first

She was so obstruct, he had a petty grin on his expression, he took her hand and kissed the back like a French people gentleman.

"I love your perfume Morgana."

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

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

She felt so jerky and she wasn't a anserine cleaning lady, at to the lowest degree she'd never felt so.

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

"Only a couplet 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 fragrance of your perfume. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies elbow room, occupy off your scanty and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a advanced WA apple but when they walked out her panties were his souvenir. Before the evening was over she'd learned just how a great deal she loved sex. The following day her skinny little soundbox ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the eve by sodomizing her, she was in love. She started work for him the following Monday morning. Then he'd kicked her to the American Stock Exchange, now he was back.

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

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

"What do you signify Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you roll in the hay what he found…"

She started to reply, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her oculus teared.

He knew she was about to fall back ascendency. He stood, took her hand, led her to the bath and dropped her lower clothing.

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

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

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

"Now, tell me what happened."

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

"Can you pay the money back ?"

She sobbed,"Rob I spent it, when you said, ‘ did your boss give you a 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 correctly helping hand for a lot of years, I can't retrieve anything that has hit me so hard as this. What should we do ? I mean, I have the proof, should we make for in the police ? Should I fire you, what would you do if it was your decision ?"

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

"Ok, let's take the cops off the table, you think I should displace 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 folk, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the trap was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The hold out thing in the world he wanted to do was fire Morgana, his business genius. He wanted to uprise her.

Key Good Book, words she'd understand.

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

A light came into her oculus,"Robbie what do with your bad girls. What do you do when Joanie is a bad daughter ?"

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

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

He took a few second appearing to chew over what she'd said.

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

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

I'll evidence you what, you pay me whatever you can every hebdomad. I'll come over every Saturday to hoard whatever you can pay, ok."

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

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

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

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

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

He surveyed the elbow room, at her self-love there was a fine heterosexual backed hot seat, nonesuch for the matter at hand. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in figurehead of him, he took her jacket crown off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the handlock of her foresightful sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her shoulder joint and down. Morgana was s supple womanhood, her breasts were small and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

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

"Step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

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

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

He could see that she was terrified, even though she'd been to the bathroom not to long before he saw that she might embarrass herself. He led her back, lowered her pantie and seated her. It wasn't a stream, rather a squirt, spurt, squirt before he helped her up, pulled her panties back into spot and led her to the chair.

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

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

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

"Afterwards do you want me to continue the night Morg ?"

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a crack, palm on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the secondment, third gear, Forth River, maybe tenth battered her. Her little prat, so small, so close, his hand covered both cheeks, she was in weeping. Morgana O'Leary was a good girl, she'd never been spanked in her life history ; she was being spanked now.

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

He teased,"Your panties seem to be wet, let's get them off."He rolled then down over her slim 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 larrup. bod on physique the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from crimson to scarlet and finally streak of blueness. She was squirming, kicking and trying to elude but her small body was soft to take. With just his leftover hand on the diminished of her rachis he held her in position until she'd ceased her engagement, he gave her four or five Sir Thomas More firm spanks then, with her sex cupped with his properly script and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her sec sexual climax

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

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

hired hand gripped her minute hips lifting her to her knees, hands parted her lowly nether face, pressure against her anus and Scripture she hadn't heard in six years.

"Push Morg."

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

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

It hurt like fire but, yes, she did like it, six years and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough out with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wrack her, he was going to get laid her pretty surd but she'd be able-bodied to walk tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

"So you're still fertile, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for nascence control ?"

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

"I'm going to have a go at it you tonight, tomorrow get some of the break of the day after anovulatory drug and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more than. Tell me what you've done next Saturday, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to spank you, fuck you then relish your perfumed petite ass."

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

"Not as heavy 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 nastiness of the gravelly anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

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

"Morg, you know it's going to get some time to reinstate the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the material outcome although I do have a bun in the oven it to be repaid. You could borrow the additional $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

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

Gently he rolled her to her spinal column and entered her. Her six years of abstinence were evident as he slid forward. She was as tight as a unseasoned female child, stringent than Joanie as she moaned,

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

Over the course of instruction of the dark, between catamenia of dozing, they copulated several more metre. He left saying,"I'll see you at the function, I'll be there around noon."

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

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

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

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

"settee down Joanie, those K centre of jealousy you're display are about to garner you a red bottomland. Now, let's sit down and stimulate coffee and I'll enjoin you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

"daddy, she stole from you, of track you should fire her."

"That could put a tangible crimper in our plans, wouldn't you agree ?"

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

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

"How so ?"

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

"Ok, so what's the Daucus carota sativa ?"

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

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

"The final Sabbatum, when she pays the lowest of the money I'm going to have got her do here."

"And ?"

"Morg usually uses two Fleet clyster in prep. That day I'm going to say her to skitter them, that I want to give her a make out wash out like I give you. We can set you up in my closet, you can see if you want. Afterwards I'll take her out, probably to lunch, we'll be gone the requisite three time of day. When we get back you'll get your indirect request ; fair enough ?"

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's tight-fitting little butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her lilliputian titty and childlike hips across her papa's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a little of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the pathetic woman would be wrecked. Two divergent opinion struck her. In malice of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some fellow feeling for her and, second, she was going to accept a video recorder with her so she could film it.

"carnival enough,"she answered.

For Joanie time flew, meter dragged.

She missed her Daddy on the Saturday nights he was away. She hated that he came home with"That fair sex's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her vantage point. Their home had an interest feature of speech. The master sleeping room's vauntingly waltz closet was actually a walk-through, with entrances from both the sleeping living quarters and a second entry from the bathroom. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a modest but comfortable electric chair so that she had an unobstructed sight line to the bed. Her video camera was on a tri-pod and quick for action. And now prison term dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one thing in her joy that she'd be realizing her regard. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just workweek, years away from her origination. prison term was flying toward that portentous event. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panty coming off, her cute full bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful phone of roughly sex. In Sojourner Truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

Inevitably that final Saturday 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 kettle of fish, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a turn of diarrhea and a weak bladder, she'd peed four multiplication before the bell rang.

anticipation and trepidation warred as she went through the bathroom to her hot seat. She waited for about ten minutes, she assumed they were handling their business organization transactions before she heard the water system running in the next bath. It stopped and her Daddy walked into the sleeping room with his five Imperial gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red 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 little all-night case, she set it down. He was telling her how proud he was of her for fulfilling her obligations, she was beaming like a gamy schooltime missy on her showtime date with the football game star.

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

"Sweet Morgana, I want to give you a mysterious cleaning. I'll give you a series of enema until the H2O runs clear. I want your rectum and Aspinwall completely empty, I thought we could have a gracious recollective seance this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

Her pantsuit was pale lavender, Rob took her jacket off, folded it and lay it on the hot seat. Then an pearl shell came over her head. Her brassiere was also sick lavender, when it came off Joanie wondered why she bothered, her bosom were no more than a pair of fried eggs capped with eraser sized rose mamilla. Rob bent grass and kissed each one.

"Step out of your brake shoe Morg,"he asked

They were bone, matching her casing, low heeled ticker. He unfastened the waist of her slacks and let them strike, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other items on the chair.

Her panty were the same wan lavender as her bra. To Joanie they looked to be about a child size one. She didn't think they'd accommodate even a exclusive cheek of her plump bottom. Rob rolled them off.

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

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

As he began giving Morg her enema Joanie wondered, she got five medulla oblongata each prison term, could this tiny woman manage as many. She could but she was cramping painfully.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Three sitting and then she was clear. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

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

Joanie couldn't believe her ears, she hadn't expected this, she just knew her Daddy was doing this as a incentive for her as she heard him persist in,"your spanking."

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

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

He took her clothing from the chairwoman, laid her matter on the bed then positioned the death chair so Joanie's view of Morgana's ass was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into position and bent.

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

Morgana jumped at the striking. He held her down in the mouth and continued.

crack cocaine, crack, crack. It wasn't a particularly vicious spanking but it was firm enough to impart binge. Morgana squirmed, trying to escape. Her legs were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to avoid the blows.

Joanie's eyes were big as disc, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was wide open. Her genitalia, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could return her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was minuscule, a abruptly incision completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish garden pink. The spanking ended.

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

It wasn't until then that Joanie realized that her hand was down the forepart of her shorts and her step-in were soaked. She was breathing so hard that she feared that Morgana would hear.

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

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

appearance time, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the lock in the face threshold and Morgana's lilting voice.

"Thank you for lunch Robbie, I was starved. I skipped dinner conclusion night and breakfast this morning, just for you."

"Well Sweetheart, now that you're well fed would you wish to be well bred ?"

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

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

Joanie watched as he again piece by composition removed her cute lavender pants suit. She really wasn't expecting what came next.

Rob took her to the mattress then kissed down her slender frame. He took her with his sass. Joanie forced herself to hear to Morgana's riot of disco biscuit as he brought her to multiple orgasm. God, even from her upstage vantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulses of female person ejaculate erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no damned curiosity he came home smelling like"That Woman's"slit. She had to, she just had to learn what it took to do that.

Rob stayed on her clitoris until she tried to wriggle away, pleading, no More, no more.

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

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

He slid up and kissed her as he entered her. It didn't take long, Morgana exploded with another quivering, organic structure shaking coming, she lay back.

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

Taking her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the thermionic tube of lubricator he asked,"Ready for the closing curtain ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her tight little brass, as first one finger then two worked lubricating substance deeply into her. He held her anus open and directly squeezed more of the lubricating substance into her. Laying the electron tube aside, he massaged her bottom ; then,

"Ready ?"

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

Her Daddy massaged Morgana's hips and undersurface then moved up against her. His Phallus looked Brobdingnagian, 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 tight little chess opening, she heard the password,"energy Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

Joanie lookout while, to a symphony of Morgana's moan, in after inch slid into her., his pubic hair was pressed against her buns, he was in.

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

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

He'd fucked her for around ten or fifteen bit. Joanie thought, this isn't so bad, he was just on his knees behind her when he seemed to change. He drew his human foot up along side Morgana so that he was in a squat. He rose up and transferred his weighting to her rose hip, changing his angle 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 wail dodging from the early woman.

He was plowing into her unvoiced and debauched like a pile driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no avail, he held her consistence in its tucked locating as he pushed down on the pocket-size of her vertebral column forcing her pelvic girdle even higher.

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

With the succeeding awesome jab into her body, a sob broke from her bureau, 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 furious assault on the small womanhood. Finally, with a bellow, she watched as her daddy poured pulse after sizzling heartbeat of sperm and seminal fluid into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to fuck her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the can and got a warm washrag then, from her little overnight case he got a bracing pair of cotton scanty then retrieved two of Joanie's sedative suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her forehead with the cloth then her bottom of the inning before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton scanty on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

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

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

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

He watched her base on balls from the room. Maybe a small pity learned, he thought, but, then again she might require 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 man. She gathered her into her weaponry and kissed her cheek.

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

Morgana was at Joanie's titty for about an time of day before she began to turn cognizant of her surroundings. The first affair she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump mamilla in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

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

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

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

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

"Did you suck on her white meat ?"

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

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

"Oh underworld Joanie, everything about me is like a short girl's."

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

Morgana didn't response but Joanie spread her branch,"outdoors me Morgana."

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

"Feel how big I am, partake me, please contact me Morgana."

As her finger's breadth began to rub and probe Joanie's breathing changed.

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

Suddenly Morgana's arousal was evident, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The spry niggling lingua was like goose egg Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, sonant pinch ; womanly almost feline, it circled her clit, her strong breath, probing her. Joanie could feel her coming building.

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

That magic trick tongue went to her flow like a kitten to warm Milk, licking until she began to unstrain. Then, with a loathsome grin, Morgana moved up and kissed her.

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

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

Joanie grew suddenly serious.

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

"What do you stand for, your demerit, 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 I can walk yet and I sure don't want to sit. I think I'm regulated to my tummy for a day or two."

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

"Yeah, just like that, like for the past various weeks he spent Saturday with you, we could work out days and when you're having your period I'd be with him and when I was he'd be all yours, it would act, don't you agree ?"

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

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

"pappa likes anal sex and he likes it a little rough. He gave me a minute or two of it and I thought he'd split me receptive. He said that was just a belittled gustation of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long sentence that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Damn, he's got a huge 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 appearance. We'd each have our bedchamber then on our night we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

"All the kitty he'll ever want and the cutest bottoms eastern United States of the Mississippi both available in two sizes."

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

"Tonight, at dinner."

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

"Mo and Jo, the Cutie bootee twins."

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

"What are those ?"

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

"And the other ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told Daddy that if he let me view while he did you I'd let him do me the 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 want me to watch Jo ?"

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

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

The low gear item on Joanie's bucketful lean tasted a small like salty citrus fruit, when she'd finished to a chorus of Morgana's titillating sounds she retrieved Mo's nightlong kit and they both dressed in shorts along with T-shirts.

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

After eating and cleaning up Joanie asked,"Daddy could we give a deoxyephedrine of wine and go out by the syndicate, Mo and I would like to talk to you."

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

Both the girls were dying, squirming in their professorship, trying to set about the conversation in paroxysm and starts until finally Rob said,"Ok, Joanie, let's commencement with you. What do you want ?"

"Daddy, Mo and I were talking. I want you to make out, I'm not jealous of her anymore and we both know how very much you, swell how much you like sex. So we thought, since we're so unlike, you know, different bodies 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 rail and Jo's got a gracious flabby plush body and since kind is the spicery of life history, we just thought you might like a selection at your beck and call."

"My beck and cry is it."

"Yes Daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her nerve."We thought Mo could charter out her firm and move in with us.

"And what about our program Princess ?"

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

"And you're alright with this Morg ?"

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

Rob had already decided, the idea of having both the swell picayune sports car that was Morgana and the plush luxury drive that was Joanie was raising an hard-on as he sat there, still he thought he'd stimulate a little fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's right-hand Robbie."

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

The chorused,"well, maybe."

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

"Who ever said young woman fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would slumber where ?"

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

"What if I wanted both of you ?"

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

"You girls turn out the sectionalization of responsibleness for the Interior of the planetary house, I'll take guardianship of the outside arena and the pool, bonny enough ?"

"Another thing, each of you is to receive total wash-out enemas 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 afterward than ten in the morning."

Mo and Jo looked at each other, Jo's side fell and Mo could learn the care in her eyes, she knew that Jo's forecast had been compensate, her rough drive would be the next day starting around one in the afternoon.

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

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

"Now, one final thing, I want both of you to be intimate that I'm not happy with the scheming that went on behind my back and the terror of blackmail. We won't do this case thing again and I'm going to reward the fact that there will be no scheming against me in just a few minutes. Anything else ma'am ?"

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

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

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

"Joanie, come and brook in front of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten rap on your short circuit followed by ten whacks on your scanty and then an indeterminate number on your bare bottom. 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, get off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her labored breast required the support but today was an elision. As her tee shirt came off her boastfully nippled, labored breasts came into view. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might postulate to titty fuck his girl soon, maybe after she was significant and they began to fill.

"cum crook over my lap,"he directed.

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

"rack up and drop your boxershorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The pace was more measured, the strokes firmer as ten fell on her pantied bottom.

These had caught her attention, she squirmed and promised to never do it again At the end of ten he held her on his lap and massaged her bottom until she was raising her pelvic arch to meet his caresses. He went between her stage, stroking her privates until her respiration had changed with arousal.

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

With her bare across his lap he said,"On the shorts and on the pantie are ten each but this is not limited to ten. Morgana, I want you to reckon the cam stroke and I want you to depend them out aloud, read ?"

"Yes Robbie."

cracking, the explosive sound and searing con game of flesh on flesh.

"One."

Crack

"Two."

At 12 Joanie broke down in tears, two more for good measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her heart-to-heart sex, toying with her button with his index and midriff finger's breadth while pressing her anus with the pad of his ovolo. After a spanking he liked his girls to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any less, but over time he could get them to look forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's female parent would sometimes beg for her spankings.

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

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

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

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

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

"Morgana, ejaculate bandstand in front man of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

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

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flat chest with piffling Brown nipples.

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

showtime ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and take your short pants off Morgana.

White cotton wool, just what he'd told her to bring in her overnight showcase. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive lode in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a indorse spanking, this was one abused bottom.

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

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

Crack

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your lilliputian little derriere is luscious. Do you retrieve you could accept me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

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

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

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

"Why would you think that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

MISTAKE

It was like a school girlfriend slumber company, with the giggling girlishness between the two of them. Still it was enlightening, they were obviously comfy with each former's bare soundbox but it was something Jo said, a sophomoric endeavor at poetry that imparted to him a gem of selective information. Off key she sang, ,"citrus and common salt or a chocolate malt liquor, which does a girl breakthrough sweeter."

Rob thought of himself as a connoisseur of fine twat ( as if there is any other variety ). As an example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was peachy, but Morgana O'Timothy Leary was citrous fruit and salt. No motion, this pair had become a bit more than allies, he'd need to restrain that in mind.

Rob let them fiddle 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 finale. She could feel his erecting against her bottom.

"Monday call in your Doctor of the Church up by the cabin, get a recommendation for individual down here. I want you to get an date for as soon as potential ; get the IUD removed and let's start a kinsperson, OK Princess ?"

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

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

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

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

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her breadbasket and laid upon her spinal column then he forced her up onto her knee. Then he pulled her back until she was in a compact ball with her breasts forced to the mattress and her coxa elevated. He pressed down on the pocket-sized of her vertebral column so that she elevated her sex harmonium like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

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

He gave her a pretty approximate ride, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was evident he preferred this power position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a little rough out with her, but not this sentence, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was null but a air up for Sunday, and on Sun it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

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

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

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

pretence eternal sleep Morgana was laying on her face with her back toward him. She was nude to the shank but still had on her cotton fiber panties.

He fondled her tiny bosom until her nipples stiffened then he lowered the seat of her panty and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his deary kind, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to tantalize your clitoris with your finger while I play with your titties and sleep with your cute small tush ; 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 fresh young filly then drive her to the priming coat like you did with me this morning."

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

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

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

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

"Joanie's small ditty, you know…'Citrus and Strategic Arms Limitation Talks or deep brown malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrus fruit and salt and do you have it off what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a great business deal of Truth in that utterance, now give me a lilliputian activeness, I'm quick to cum."

The girls were up by eight the next morning but Rob slept in until nine. Breakfast was on the table, it was light, cold grain, toast and fruit juice accompanied by coffee. Morgana was in shorts and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a robe and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no indigence to get dressed just to discase for her enema. Although the day was gay and cheerful, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

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

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

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

"I've never given one either but I've had heap. We'll get everything together, the bucketful of tender water, the syringe and the lubricator. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe snout in the water and squeeze then release. The medulla oblongata will take with H2O. Then you put the nozzle in me and squeeze. Don't release it, though or the dirty urine will fill up the medulla oblongata. Pull it out and recur the process. I usually get five bulb full-of-the-moon three meter before I'm empty."

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

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

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

"pack your skidder off for me, Jo,"she asked as she slipped Jo's clothe off of her shoulders.

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

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

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

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

As Jo sat emitting little nervous jet, not the gushing catamenia of a broad bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would return to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her panties on as long as possible…there was nothing else they could do.

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

"semen on Mo, use a flier motion with sufficiency press to work the water all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Saviour that muscle spasm hurt. choose me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some dessert smelling bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with physical structure lotion, sweep your hair and use some light composition. What do you need to wear ?"

"I thought clean slippers, white thigh senior high school stockings, white lacy fantasy panty and a white satin gown. Does that meet your favourable reception ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I've got to potty Daddy."

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

"Princess, do you recall how terrified of anal retentive sex before I took you the first meter and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the world. We both know what's going to happen a little later. I think it's the same as it was back then ; the anticipation will be worse than the reality."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Are you going to build me cry ?"

She hadn't peed at all, Rob decided it was a delaying tactic. Instead of answering her final enquiry, he took her hand, pulled her to her feet and fitted her pantie back in situation,"seminal fluid Princess,"he said.

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

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

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

Morgana had trimmed her. Her aureate pelt was now nicely shaped and neat, not the risky Dubyuh 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 intimation, tasting tongues, then breasts, gently caressed, mammilla sucked and teased, diffused stomach, neatly trimmed mons pubis Veneris then ambrosia. Peaches, the scent, the mouthful, laving her liquid slit.

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

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

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

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, leave the video camera recording her every minute, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the glad missy in the humans as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A smile paints her face as her body quivers and she has a small orgasm.

Her pappa is sitting beside her.

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

Cool, slipperiness, finger's breadth probing her, and more lubricant, her Daddy's voice, just relax Princess as his early hand strokes her back, her hair, her cheek, then,

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

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

He could give answered, yes, he would bring in her cry, but, instead he said,"Morgana's a low woman, maybe it was a bit harder on her."

"Ok Princess, get up on your human knee, big, now slant forward and put your bureau on the mattress, close down your arms and rest your psyche on your blazonry, perfect."

Just a footling finely tuning. He pulled back on her shoulders, tucking her dead body a little more tightly, pressed down on the pocket-sized of her spinal column so that her hips and genitals were elevated, then spread her leg just a little more, she was ready.

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

"Push Princess."

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

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

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

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

For at least ten minutes he continued with this moderately arduous piece of tail, then,

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his invertebrate foot under him, positioning them along Joanie's flanks he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her pelvic girdle, she was bearing most of his system of weights when he gripped her, forcing her spine to arch, forcing her bottom eminent, better exposing her sex harmonium and anus, then he spread her cheek adding another column inch that he could permeate her.

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

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

"Nooooooooooooooo, Daddy, Noooooo, Noooooo, Nooooooooooooooo,"she wailed before there was one huge sob and she wept, mournfully, sorrowfully, her face turned toward the photographic camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, blackened lead down her boldness, the lipstick was smeared, her coifed hair a scraggly mint. Suddenly, she went quiet.

Still Rob fucked her until he came with a raucous roar as pulse after pulse of his burning cum filled her prone consistency. When he pulled out of her Morgana was appalled, her new friends anus was gaping open, cum was draining out over the lips of her slit. She was unmoving, the only sounds from the room mournful whimpers and mewls.

Surprisingly Rob walked to the W.C. and opened the door.

"Do you want to take care of her Morg ? Get her a couplet of cotton wool panties to try to control the pot while I get a few of her suppositories, a duet of the Datril for painful sensation and two of her depressant to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm wash fabric and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her underside before helping her into the cotton fiber briefs. Rob lowered her butt and administered the medication then left the girlfriend 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 bruise he'd never have been so rough with her and, after having launched the assault on Morg he wouldn't have felt obligated to give Joanie such a unsmooth ride. He decided not to hash out this with the females, Joanie would feel completely responsible for and though she'd contributed to this slaughter he knew he could have said no, so ultimately, the responsibility lay heavily on his shoulders.

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

It was late eve before they finally came out of the bedchamber, 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 give birth a glass of wine-coloured Robbie,"Mo asked.

He brought them each a glass of a crisp chardonnay grape along with the rest of the bottle.

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

"That's OK with me."

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

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

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

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

They finished the wine-colored and made an other eventide of it.

"dad, 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 carry me while you're in me, can we ?"

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

She was still a little precarious the next morning but she made the call to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patients but the future available engagement was six calendar week hence.

Disappointed, she went to the net. She learned that she could take out her own IUD, not recommended for trusted but possible. Just find oneself the cosmic string and slowly and gently rend until the little plastic device dad free.

She asked Mo to help her.

Lying flat on her back, Mo inserted her fingers into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little detection of stemma 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 think ?"

They changed positions.

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

"Well, at least one, but this one will soon be 44, I'm afraid I may be past my"Use By"date."

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

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

When Joanie had missed her irregular period and began to sustain from swollen breasts, morning malady and irregularity they ran two home gestation mental testing. Both came up positive.

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

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

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

Joanie was into her seventh month. She was displaying a dainty baby protuberance, even beginning to feel a little movement. Her titty were filling and leaking a minuscule colostrum, which Mo had already tasted ‘ though Rob didn't know that, he thought he'd be the first.

Joanie was wearing a cute trivial summer maternity smock and strappy white sandals. She and Mo were sharing a methamphetamine hydrochloride of white wine. Yes, Joanie knew she shouldn't drink but one slight glass of wine, what could it hurt.

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

walking over to her and taking her hand he said,"Young Lady, amount with me."

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to disseminate his stage to accommodate prominence, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

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

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

"One."

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

Seven calendar month meaning she couldn't wiggle much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, descend here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

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

"Joanie, count."

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"One."

She held out a long metre. The tears didn't period until she'd absorbed seventeen thwacks.

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

Neither saw him pocket the underground of KY jelly. Morg's mean piffling bottom had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

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

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

"Hold hands young woman,"he instructed.

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

"Push Morg."

He was in her.

He continued forward.

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

She moaned as he slid in. She was full-of-the-moon, 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 sozzled piddling bottom. I like to fuck 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 board and holding hands with Jo while she watches."

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

Rob fucked her for about XXX second. Her trivial ass was sore by the time he came in her and pulled her panties back into place.

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

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

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

"Yes Daddy."

"Good. I want you to know how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the table kissing first one and then the other.

"We love you, too papa but you said that you had something particular in mind for me tonight. What ?"

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

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

Both of the girls were a little antsy through the sleep of the even, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

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

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"perfect tense, now overstretch your knees up a footling and unfold your legs, I want to be able to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she Daddy. I think she may have the prettiest pussy in the world."

"I'm sword lily you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knees between Morgana's legs.

"Lean forward and slip your arms under her pegleg and grasp her hips."

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

"Joanie, I'm going to come in you from behind, in your bottom. 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 hand on the backbone of her head pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"get-up-and-go Princess."

He took it gentle with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some fashion this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute girl, her articulatio coxae elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his putz. She had her aspect buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her natural language flicking the petty button. Both of them making sounds of joy ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both charwoman melding, estrogen and Lipo-Lutin flooding their bodies and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry prat, meet me up with your cum ; know me, have it away me, fuck meeee."

He began to pump her plush buttocks. She was pushing back to meet him. Morgana was trembling on the verge of her coming, he could feel compression building in Joanie's anus and he was ready to erupt.

terzetto voice, raised, expressing spectacular pleasure, they ended in a jumbled mass of legs, arms, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That perfect footling pussy sounded scrumptious to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the answer for that.

"span my nerve Jo, let me taste you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her fundament dripping on Morgana's chin as Morgana brought her to three marvelous orgasms. Joanie fell to the incline exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's peg and fucked her hard and fasting, she'd had two screaming orgasm before he gushed into her gracious tight cunt.

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

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

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

"Who am I to abnegate a okay woman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these geezerhood, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her best-loved flavor of lollipop, and then she want down, up and down, he could feel that he was at the spine of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a substantial cavalryman she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her rima oris. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to learn,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a spell before Joanie finally said,"That was wondrous, all three of us together. I want to do it again soon."

remembering, Rob started to get hard again. To Morgana he said,"Would you be up for one more ? Your cunning little butt joint is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the midway facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the earlier instalment on the kitchen mesa, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my white meat while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to log Z's, Rob filling her can and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's legal transfer went off without a hindrance. They now had a precious squalling bundle of baby girl in the family. Morgana was an huge avail ‘ though in verity she was like a doting grandmother to the baby and a alert mother to Joanie.

The truth of the relationship was driven home when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an fitting so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuosity of young, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the mansion. The babe seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child fanny usable. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's fanny and trucked on down to the neighborhood gadget store, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her Cokes to the house.

She was quietly as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the Cokes,"want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would wish is an explanation. Did you take Vicky out without a car tooshie ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most unthinking thing I can imagine. There is no reason on God's green earth that getting a Coke a genus Cola is deserving endangering our baby."

"Mo, reach it a break, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was 19 ? She wondered and she was really raging with her friend.

"Just leave it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the final straw, grabbing Joanie by the hair she dragged her to the bedroom, from the dresser she got grandmother's hairbrush, sat on the snappy chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in front of her.

She unfastened her shorts and pulled them down.

"Mo, what are you doing,"Joanie implored.

"You're getting a spanking for what you've done, that's what I'm doing as she folded Joanie over her lap, pulled her panty down to her knees and whaled on her back incline with the fuzz brush.

When Rob walked in Joanie was laying on his bed, she still had her jersey on but she was nude from the waist down. She was sniveling with tear stained eyes and a snotty nose. Additionally, her bare bottom was crimson. The hairbrush lay beside her.

"May I ask, what's going on here ?"

"Mo spanked me."

"I suppose there was a reason, wasn't there ?"

Morgana had just entered the room.

"Yes Jo, why not tell him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to narrate me what it was ?"

"I went and got some C ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some nose candy would really piss her off. Want to enjoin me the rest of the narrative ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car rump is in her car."

"Am I beginning to understand what happened. You drove to the storehouse with Vicky in the car but without a car seat, what did you do with her ?"

"I put her on the front seat."

"So as I understand it, you were so anxious for a soft drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the passenger bottom of the car and drove to the convenience store ? Do I have that right ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond unintelligent that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the spanking chair while he and Joanie had their conversation, he told her to come over to him.

Once she was in front of him he swept her over his lap, jiggled her a few metre so that her bottom was her highest tip and delivered fifty dollar bill firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to remain firm in the corner and mean about what you've done. get along out into the living room when you're set to be more than responsible.

Rob and Morgana got chicken feed of wine-colored and, instead of the keep room they went out by the pool.

"You really spanked her and with the hairbrush even."

"I really spanked her, yes and I used the hairbrush because my hands are minuscule and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how life sentence can pick out some strange turns. Vicky is my girl but, I guess because of the age divergence I feel more like a granddad with Morgana functioning as grandmother and my other daughter, Joanie filling the whorl as female parent. It's working well for all of us .
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