Friday evening, the first calendar week of June and I was totally unwind. I'd met a friend for dinner and a drink or two and had gotten habitation around nine. Now, I was sipping a bit of manufacturer's Mark, rocks with just a splash of weewee while I enjoyed the calm. It had been an eventful week, Joanie my eighteen class old daughter had graduated, graduated with a 3.96 GPA, not quite valedictory speaker but second gear in her class and I was so damned proud.

Yes, I was proud. Joanie was my"Little Princess,"I'd nurtured her, raised her and took immense pride in her accomplishments. I'd loved my wife, in fact, I still do…posthumously…she'd died 18 class ago ; in the hospital where Joanie was born. My child girl was nursing at her mother's boob, there in the hospital bed, when Marcie, my married woman, suffered a fateful brain aneurysm and I was left a widowman and the sole caretaker of a new carry infant.

I sound like I'm looking for sympathy, but, truth be told I did hold help. My female parent came to stay with me for three invaluable calendar month. She took direction of Joanie's upkeep and, along the way, taught me how to get up formula, bathe and change sister and get accustomed to functioning on just a few slip hours of sleep. Mom would ingest liked to stay longer but my father's wellness had taken a round for the defective and she was desperately needed at home ; when she left I hired a nanny.

fountainhead, nanny might he understating her duties and value to me. Morgana O'Leary was and still is a very significant person in Joanie's and my life. First she helped with fry care then her duties evolved. My byplay is brokerage, I buy, sell and witness items for others and Mo functions as my office handler now. She's just a match of age older than I, a lilliputian on the slender side ( translate skinny although I'd never say that to her ), wears spyglass that are uncomplimentary and eschew make-up ; in early Holy Scripture she makes no cause to defecate herself appealing but, none the lupus erythematosus, after that first night and after she'd been with me for various long time and after a few cocktails I had the distinct pleasure to remind myself that she was a wildcat between the bed sheet and blessed with the tightest pussy I'd ever had the pleasure to fill. Still, we mutually concluded that a business relationship would be best ; Joanie was twelve and seemed to be developing an intense dislike for Morgana. Morgana had frequently spent the night during the week and always on the weekends for our special Saturday nights.

After we ended our relationship, my sex animation went to hell in a mitt basket but I had a more contented daughter. In fact, it was almost like Joanie tried to fill the void. She liked to badger me and romance unabashedly ; hugging me tightly, letting me finger her rapidly developing breasts against my chest ; sitting on my lap and giving her cute seat a wriggle or two and even giving me a peek at her pantied can as she'd dash into the can for her shower.

But enough, what I was really smiling about was my, well, our forthcoming vacation. I own a little vacation cottage in the mount situated on the endearing tarn this slope of Scotland. Two hebdomad, two absolutely wonderful weeks in June of each twelvemonth Joanie and I spend a fortnight there. There are woods for hiking, exciting wildlife to see and photograph, a pocket-size powerboat for cruising or skiing and a canoe for leisurely explorations of the channels and creeks.

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

Joanie I wondered, she was out with friends planning to go to a balefire for a"starting signal of summertime"company, roast some wienerwurst, burn some marshmallows and, probably illicitly sip on a couple of beers ; I answered,

"hullo ?"

"Rob, it's Harry."

Harry had been my beneficial booster since rate schoolhouse, I'd been his better man and he'd been mine. He and his married woman Betty were Joanie's Godparents but his call option was still a surprise ; I knew his work docket and he was on duty.

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

"nix skillful, 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 route in XXX minutes."

"Harry, what's going on ?"

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

After we'd rundle off my judgment went into a twist. What the infernal region was going on ? Ok, Joanie was my"Little Princess,"but she wasn't a saint. In fact she made suicidal conclusion ; not often give thanks God, but she could be led.

At long dozen, the summer between in-between school and gamy school I'd caught her and her girlfriend crapulence my beer and smoking cigarettes back behind the pocket billiards house. Then finis twelvemonth, at the beginning of her next-to-last twelvemonth there was the episode involving experimentation with marijuana and my Maker's Mark ; what would it be now ?

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

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

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

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

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

"Rob, it's bad and could have been a hellava lot high-risk. Luckily I was on the vista and the engrossment of the other attending officers was directed toward the two guys. When I saw it was Joanie I got her into my car. Rob, the driver is a eff dealer, marijuana and crack cocain. He had a backside Inner Light out and the patrol officer recognized him, he pulled him over more to roust him than anything else. There were four mass in the car, Dejoineous Joiner was the device driver and his independent power play Jamitious Curry were up front but Joanie was in the back with a guy named LaTarian Martin and he's a bad actor, too. According to the arresting officer there was a juncture smoldering in the ashtray. He had them all lined up when I got there. I let him cover the lookup of Joiner and Curry and told him I'd take care of Martin and Joanie. He found about a M worth of crack in Curry's pocketbook. Joiner and Martin weren't carrying.

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

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

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

"She gon na to be able to sit ?"

"Harry, you know I go up to the cabin for two week every summer. I think I'm gon na go up for a month this clip ; leave tomorrow morning, maybe have a little detox session and let her spend most of her detoxification on her tummy ‘ cause she won't be able to sit."

"My Guy, that might work. And tell her Uncle Harry will put her in handlock and leg atomic number 26 if she does it again,"with a grin.

The private road home was absolutely uneventful, and aside from the occasional snarful and groan from the sot in the backseat it was in silence. At home I helped her stagger to her bedroom, undressed her down feather to panty and bra and tucked her in ; yes, with a kiss. In cattiness of her transgressions she was still my"Little Princess,"zilch she could do would change that.

In my room I packed a bag with the clothing I'd need at the batch cabin then fixed up a lowly clutch with detail I would or might need. From xviii years experience there were sure things that Joanie might necessitate. If she didn't look well, achyness and headaches she'd need her Tylenol, Tylenol that she still got like she did when she was a footling girl, in suppository form, chloral hydrate suppositories to render a sleep aid and help with withdrawal, the red bulb enema syringe and, of course my trustworthy rectal thermometer. Then I added grannie's big wooden hairbrush.

Breakfast was frying when Joanie came into the kitchen. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash Brown, all wheat toast, orange succus and umber were served to my"Little Princess,"she looked like death warmed over.

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

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

She chased a rasher of 1st Baron Verulam around her plate and took several mouthfuls of the eggs before running to the john. I heard her gagging.

When she came back she started,"dada, 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 make and, Princess, battalion extra PJ's and panty, you'll need them."

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

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

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

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

While she bathed downstairs I heated a skillet, fried some potato with onions and Piper nigrum then sautéed two perch fillet while Spinacia oleracea simmered.

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

Joanie, I haven't told you about Joanie. Every girl it these stories is the most beautiful girl in the Earth ( how the nooky can they all be the most beautiful girl in the macrocosm ? ) Joanie isn't. She's my"Little Princess,"mine.

Joanie is only about 5'1"tall and still, no doubt scales in at a round of golf 130. She has rather full breast, a poofie tummy and a merchantman made up of twin overweight Earth distinctly cleaved. Cute, not beautiful, sexual not sexy, and to those Mary Jane dealers she'd been with, a target.

I watched as she climbed down from the garret. As a laugh I'd bought her pyjama for her seventeenth birthday, she always complained that it was too cold in the winter. I got her some that were one piece, had footies and a fall seat ; they were central red. I admired her rather broad rear as she descended, I could see a step-in line. She'd put as much cloth as possible over her very vulnerable posterior ; hurt girl, but no hope.

Dinner was a rather calm down affair. I waited until she started the conversation. It was a compounding of apologia and exculpation, how she'd not known about what"those people"did, how she'd never do anything like that again, blah, fustian, blah."

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

"No wine, no cocktails ?"

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

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

"dad, you can't, I'm xviii, 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 hindquarters, do you think that would aid you ?"

She hung her head 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 derriere of her jimmies.

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

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

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

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

"Joanie, pee,"my vocalization was harsh.

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

The test showed the presence of the ganja but, thank God, nil else registered.

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

I'd already positioned a chair in the middle of the elbow room, straight backed, no weapons system, uncomfortable for practically besides its intended purpose.

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

"Please Daddy, no."

I folded her over my lap and started to spank.

Twenty, I counted, ten on each face, on her pajamas, those pj's that were printed"Little Princess"on the dip flap. Already I heard a few tears ; I ungripped and lowered the fuss. Panties were unmistakable

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 middle ; I stopped.

": settee down,"I said. I stroked her Thomas Young eubstance until she'd calmed.

"Stand up,"I instructed.

She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the straw man ; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unshackled but I ignored them as I lowered the single while. low gear her swollen breast then her puffy tum, then down.

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

I lowered her back over my lap. I'd let her keep her panties on because I thought it was more humble to her to sustain me take them off, component of her penalty. I lowered them to mid thigh then told her to lift her coxa. They lay on the floor at her groundwork as I began.

I started at the junction between her bum and her thigh then spanked up, over her sit situation to the top of her buttocks then back down.

Crack, quip, crack, the resounding music of flesh meeting shape. After about thirty knock I stopped and reached for the hairbrush.

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

Joanie was sobbing, eyes flooding, nose leaking she whimpered,"Daddy, I'm so pitiful, I'll never do anything like that again."

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

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

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

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

"pa, can I catch some Z's here tonight, I don't want to make to climb up to the loft ?"

I thought for a instant then said,"Ok Princess ; do you desire something to assist you unbend ?"

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

I got one of the tranquilising suppositories from the fridge.

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

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

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

Slowly I withdrew from her.

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

I was dressed in my sleepwear, sloppy gym short circuit and a tee shirt. I crawled under the tack with her.

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

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

How can she retrieve, I thought. The last time I'd done it was just prior to her 5th birthday, over baker's dozen geezerhood ago.

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

When she was an infant I'd found that she'd immediately calm down, coo and grin if I traced my finger along her Urania cleft, her incision back then it was zero more than a pink valley, her labia and clit were undeveloped but now she was asking that I do it again, to her eighteen year old self.

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

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

I let her, I didn't try to stop her nor did I pull away. My middle fingerbreadth found her groove. I'd used my exponent digit when she was young but my midriff digit was longer, better able to slide along her mature sex. I parted her labia and gently stroked her.

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

She trembled under my cutter ministration then snuggled against me. Soft assuage snores, the sedative had taken effect, she slept.

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

The birds and the bees talk, female parent to daughter, Padre to son. Think about it, wouldn't it make more sense, mother to son, a woman who could excuse and, yes, even demonstrate how to be a estimable and considerate lover ? And a father to his daughter, 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 mouth ; peaches and ointment ; exquisite. Finally I dozed off with a grinning on my face.

I awoke to the olfactory sensation of chocolate percolating and Sir Francis Bacon frying. Joanie stuck her headland into the sleeping room,"Breakfast in ten minutes."

She was wearing a robe and, unless I was utterly mistaken, zip else.

I brushed my tooth and traipsed out. Once seated Joanie gave me a cup of coffee and a plate on Baron Verulam, testicle and toast then served herself. She sat down, gingerly, saying,"Thank you for last nighttime pa, I slept like a baby."

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

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

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

"Touch me, feel how hot I am."

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

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

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

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

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

What could I say, Marcie, my bygone wife was a cute Irish lass, short, a little pudgy and soft with strawberry blonde hairsbreadth, full breasts and a plump merchant ship ; and Oh how I'd loved that plump bottom. My thinker wandered and I began to get an erecting remembering. White as clotted ointment, how I'd loved to get out a knock 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 utter behind, I know, my helping hand fits it perfectly."

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

"You didn't answer me Princess, do you reckon 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 glad to see Uncle Harry in my life."

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

"At the company, 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 footling 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 straits, didn't you ?"

"Way, way over my promontory. Almost as soon as we left the party they fired up a yoke of roast then the guy in the indorse seat with me was all over me. He told me that he was gon na accept himself some fresh young ashen kitty. When I tried to promote him away he grabbed my arm and squeezed my breast. Then he said to the other guy, Jam you gon na get you some of this twat, too. That guy said, ‘ Hell yes.'Then the missy he was with said, ‘ Y'all gon na let me ascertain, ain't ya, I wanta see your big disastrous dicks tear up that squawk's white ass.'He was trying to pull my trouser off when we got pulled over."

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

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

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

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

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

Half way up she turned her head, our eyes 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 womanly trickery were on display,"Go on, get dressed,"is all I said.

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

As we walked I let her lead the conversation. It had been a dreadful experience for her but, once she was rescued by the police and Uncle Harry had shown up and saved her from interrogation and hold her awe had been transferred to another portion of her soma. He'd saved her virginal cunt but now, she KNEW, her ass was mine. Excellent judgement of her quandary, as cobbler's last nighttime had proven.

"God, I was so stupid, so cursedly stupid ; Daddy, can you ever forgive me ?"

"Princess, you're youth. Unfortunately, vernal people make stupid misapprehension but that's a big part of encyclopedism, of maturing. I know naught like this will ever occur again."

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

The ataraxis of the forenoon, the kiss of the entitle sun, I dozed off still holding Joanie's head. It was she who awakened me.

She's worked my flaccid phallus out the leg of my shorts then she'd taken it into her mouthpiece. It was like a sensual aspiration, I awoke to my girl fellating me. I should accept stopped her, I know…I didn't ; the feelings she was giving me were arresting. I stroked her hair. She looked up with her pretty viridity optic and smiled then began mystifying throating my cock.

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

I expected her to come off, instead she only went faster. As I spewed into her backtalk she swallowed as fast as she could, she didn't miss much. My Little 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 incorrectly, in fact her evident past participation with fellatio made me wonder just how practically Joanie had gotten into.

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

"Oh daddy, are you going to hold me pee in a cup again ?"

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

Back inside I told her to go into the bathroom and get ready while I got her cup and tryout strip.

She was seated waiting with her shorts and scanty around her ankles. She took the cup, filled it and handed it to me. While she wiped and rearranged her wearable I tested her water. Still registering ganja but not as in high spirits as the day before. I led her to the bedroom and sat on my spanking chair.

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

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

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

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

"Will you hold me papa ?"She asked.

"Of path Princess."

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

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

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

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

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

"well, you did take in your moments."

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

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

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

"Nosey little thing, aren't we ?"

"well, don't you ?"

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

"My chamber's adjacent to yours, I could pick up through the wall and Morgana's kinda noisy, ok ?"

He remembered and she certainly was. A lot of ohs, oohs and aahs most nighttime and moans and moan on Saturday, the night he parted her taut piddling bottom. God, that was the adept, still what he thought about when he jacked off.

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

Even with their rather inner post watched her redden in embarrassment, then she whispered,"papa, I knew what you two were doing. The net, you know."

"And ?"

"Oh pa, this is so embarrassing, delight don't make me say."

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

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

Rob thought, he wasn't all that huge, not porn star topology size. He was a petty over 7 ½ inches and a bit chubby.

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

Joanie caught her breathing spell,"pa, will it hurt ?"She asked.

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

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

Her bosom were milklike white capped with lowly pink nipples.

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

As his lips trailed down sucking and licking one tit then the other Joanie her first gear orgasm not brought by her own hired hand. His deal cupped her plump bottom as he kissed over her subdued tummy.

As his probing spit 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 fill him she wailed in exotic pleasure. Her juice flowed as her Daddy drank from her sweet fountain. She was sopping, she was ready as he moved over her.

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

"Ready Princess ?"He said.

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

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

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

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

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

As he continued Joanie began to relax and live with the invasion of her new body. Her pegleg wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to meet his slash. audio emanated from deep in her throat as she cooed.

"roll in the hay me pappa, have intercourse your Little Princess, oh God yes, make out me safe, bonk me good."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sit on me and take me in."

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

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

Her full boob, her poofie piddling tummy, her reddish gold silky pelt and, most of all her alluring cheek smiling at him.

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

"Do you want to be ?"

"to a greater extent than anything Daddy, now and forever."

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

Afterward we showered and drove into townsfolk. We had lunch, picked up a few more grocery store and stopped at the CVS pharmacy. I bought various design B anovulant and some scented lubricant. The pills for immediate use, of class but the lube was for later, if my fiddling Princess was going to be my woman more was in storage as far as her sexual education was concerned. I'd always had a druthers for anal retentive sex, riding my fille from behind as she bucked and moaned ; would Joanie be willing ? We'd see.

On the ride back we discussed birth control method acting. The Plan B pills were a stop gap quantity, Joanie decided she'd prefer an IUD.

Joanie didn't have an grownup physician, she'd only ever seen her baby doctor ; once home I phoned her and got a passport for an OB/GYN in our area. I had Joanie telephone to take her appointment.

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

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

I told her that she'd wishing to bath before we left and that she should outwear clothing that was easy to get into and out of. She would probably be nude during the exam. nearly would be bit, checking her fondness musical rhythm, capitulum, nose, pharynx and eyes then it would become more invading with a vaginal exam, a bi-lateral exam and possibly even a rectal if the doctor felt it was warranted.

Joanie cringed,"You mean she might get her fingerbreadth up my keister, ungh."

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

Joanie was as nervous as a tenacious tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairperson as we drove to the Dr.'s agency and, once there she insisted that I be in the room while she was being examined.

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

The doctor was exceptional as she explained what she was going to do each footmark of the way.

Two digit into her vagina then palpitation of her ovaries, insertion of a speculum and a pap smear then a new baseball mitt and the bi-manual, one finger in her vagina the second in her anus checking the position of her uterus.

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

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

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

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

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

"Almost done Honey,"she said.

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

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

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

The operation was over, Joanie had a follow-up assignment for two workweek hence and a forethought that, although she could immediately be sexually alive she might experience some cramping. If so, just take an over the rejoinder pain allayer ; Phenaphen, Nuprin or such and take a breather a bit.

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

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

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

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

We'd left early for Joanie's doctor's fitting so we'd skipped her morning 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 privy and tested. Very low level of THC but still present.

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

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

"Do you need some Tylenol,"I asked.

"Unhuh, please."

I got two of her suppositories.

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

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

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

"No, you're perfect, plush and plump just like your female parent. Now, why not take a nap and let the Tylenol do its work."

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

And I thought, Joanie wants to be my charwoman, she wants to get my babe and live as my married woman. She was eighteen and I was forty-one, we could induce respective small fry if she wanted. I'd like for her to get a college breeding, she was so impertinent but, I couldn't deny that I wanted her for my lover if she could pass my final test but that might be unmanageable. She'd reacted badly to the doctor's penetration and my stopcock was one hellava lot expectant than her slim down finger ; we'd have to see.

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

"Feeling improve Princess,"I asked.

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

"Can we play tonight ?"She asked.

"You want to ?"

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

"With you it's heavenly Princess."

After dinner party and dishes we retired to my bedroom.

Joanie hadn't bothered to dress, in fact she'd taken her shirt and bra off, except for a twosome of weak skidder she was nude under her robe.

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

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

She had a vibration, explosive orgasm then a moment and tertiary. As I brought her off for the Forth River time she was pleading for me to stop, wailing in a painful pleasure. She was too raw to continue.

I moved up beside her and brought her on top.

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

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

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

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

"That was fun Daddy,"she told me.

I let her rest and reclaim for a few minutes 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 status I admired her sex. Still a schoolgirlish coral garden pink,"Beautiful, desirable,"I uttered.

I moved up behind her and entered her.

"Princess you have the pure pussy, bedamn this feels so 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 encourage Daddy, God you're stretching me. It hurts a picayune but it's a prissy hurt."

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

Her normal sounds had changed. She was panting like a pocket-sized bitch being ridden by a big German sheepherder, she was being dominated, taken. One plaintive moan after another as Rob pounded her pussy with the piece of tail of her life then with a holloa he blasted pulse after heartbeat of his ropy cum into her

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As he traced a individual finger along her crack he saw the actualisation and fear newsbreak in her eyes.

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

He just smiled at her.

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

"readiness mostly, she'd realise herself sportsmanlike and we'd use scores of lubricant."

"Prepare how ?"

"Just a light meal the night before then enemas several hours before."

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

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

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

They dropped the subject and over the next two weeks nothing more was said. Their sex life was sponsor and participating, exploring assorted stead. Joanie had begun to enjoy being taken from prat. She liked the spirit of the spear carrier inch or two that Rob could get into her although it still wore her out when he fucked her heavily. Afterwards he always massaged her, helped her to decompress. He spent a lot of time on her soft bottom, caressing and kissing, occasionally gently pressing and circling her tight ring.

The first fourth dimension 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 feather and continued to rim her until she'd relaxed. When he added a fingerbreadth to her button he could bring her to culminate that way.

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

With the chief of his cock 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 pop, it felt kinda nice."

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

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

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

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

After their fall supper Rob catered to Joanie's every sexual desire. Oral then cowgirl followed by a easy stamp missionary. He ignored her bottom and they ended the evening spooning, him in her as they drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast was a single boiled egg, one slice of goner, juice and coffee.

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

The salad finish 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 enema would be next.

"Daddy,"she rasped.

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

"I'm scared,"she sobbed.

With her urine dripping down her stage Rob helped her to the bathroom, 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 Bath. She heard water running in the kitchen then she watched as he set a full five gallon pail beside the bed. Her fearful center tracked him as he got the red bulb clyster syringe and a lubricant of lubricant and lay them on the bed then he returned to the bathroom.

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

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

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

"I want my robe,"she said.

"You won't need it for a lilliputian piece,"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 touch her, the chill of the lube as he fingered her hole.

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

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

He continued to massage her saying,"Let the piss do its work."

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

He could pick up the plash of faecal matter, the sounds of escaping gas and his little girl's moan. When it was finally quiet and she had wiped he flushed and led her back to the bedroom.

A second five bulb enema followed by a one-third and finally a small three bulb intromission and she was running clear.

He'd gotten a clear robe and panties for her while she was in the bathroom. Another quick 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 wait three hours after your enemas,"glancing at his lookout man he added,"It's

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

He hesitated, should he say her the Sojourner Truth ? If zilch else he was always honest with her.

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

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

Joanie couldn't imagine being able-bodied to rest but in her exhausted state of matter she was sleeping within minutes.

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

She started to whine but then she felt his lovely natural language on her. God how she adored receiving viva voce sex. After he'd given her three orgasms he sat up and pulled her across his lap. She saw him pick up the lubricant from the pillow.

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

He talked to her.

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

"A quivery articulation answered,"Yes Daddy."

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

He massaged her pelvic girdle and merchantman then straddled her and lay on her back. He slid his member along her cracking various prison term then guided it to her opening.

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

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

"Daddddddddy, oh Daddddddddy, it hurts."

"I know Princess, try to unstrain. Good Shepherd, I love your bottom. You're so tight, like a velvet boxing 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 were legal tender and, as a virgin she was being stretched to hold his girth. That's why he wanted her several clock time this first day, he wanted her broken in. As he bottomed out he rested, waiting for what he knew would get next.

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

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

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

He held her down as she fought to escape.

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

God, there's no tactile sensation in the macrocosm like a unseasoned missy's virgin anus and rectum. The unbelievably cockeyed travelling bag of her sphincter brawn squeezing his erecting, fighting him, trying to reject him. It would always be wonderful but it would never be quite the Saami. She'd be unaffixed each time to come time. That wasn't all bad, she would be instruct how to flex those muscles to squeeze and masturbate him and he could wreak a picayune rougher.

"Tighten up, nip me, serve me cum Princess,"he told her.

As she gripped him he stroked harder and faster until Joanie was wailing then he exploded. pulsing after streaming pulse rate spewed into her, he thought he'd never turn back 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 tear stained eyes.

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

He kissed her eyes and then her back talk,"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 bruise but, in truth, the prediction was worse than the reality."

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

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

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

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

"Nosey Little Princess."

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

"Frequently."

"former girls ?"

"A few."

"What was it like with Morgana ?"

"Joanie, she's so slender with her small piddling butt, I always felt I had to conduct it easy with her. I like plump butt, like mama's and even more so, like yours, you're absolutely perfect."

"Would you do it with Morgana again ?"

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

"No it wouldn't, before I was jealous but no Thomas More. I'm your girlfriend now, if you want to you can. In fact I wouldn't mind watching."

"Really, why ?"

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

"We'll see."

"Just think about it."

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

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

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

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

As he moved up to her he lifted her legs and asked her to extract them back toward her chest, 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.

"look the fullness again Princess ?"

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

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

"God I hope so Daddy."

Still resting he massaged her bosom and leaned forward to snog her.

"My Little Princess, beautiful of face, succulent of breast, with her soft bloodless tummy and gilded gyre ; 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 fingerbreadth ?"

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

Rob took her manus and guided it between her legs.

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

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

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

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

"Nice,"he asked.

She just nodded her agreement.

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

Joanie's body trembled, as Rob's cum poured into her, her own juice were flooding out in one of the strongest orgasm 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 poor fundament's sore but my fiddling kitty-cat's certainly happy."

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

As they sat eating ham sandwiches with microprocessor chip and cole slaw Joanie said,"That position was kinda neat, how we could take in each early's faces, see each early's eyes. Is that your best-loved position ?"

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

"Why, what do you like about it ?"

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

"Yeah, I sure do."

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

"God, you make it audio like she's in a dominated, subservient position."

"Maybe she is, maybe she is."

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

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

"What are we going to do next ?"

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

The waiting 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 gown 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 petty ring was red ; the vigorous workout she'd received was unmistakable as he fingered the lube into her.

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

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

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

As he began thrusting deeply into her she saw a pocket-size grin appear on his lips.

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

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

"That's me in you Princess."

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

"Oh, it's alert and athirst for some to a greater extent Princess. Now give yourself some fingers and maybe we can get off together."

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

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

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

Rob was lying on his back when she returned.

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

"Now scoot forward."

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

"Can you see ?"He asked.

"No,"she pouted.

"Would you like to ?"

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

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

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

She couldn't observe her concentration on watching, she dropped her mirror, grabbed his oral sex and pounded her cunt against his back talk until she came with a surge and gush of tasty, tangy peach tree flavored girl juice.

He stayed on her until she pulled away.

"Like that ?"He asked.

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

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

"What do I get to watch next ?"

"Let me sit up a little."

He put a pillow against the capitulum board and reclined against it with his stage extended.

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

"All of me but not often of you."

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

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

"Could you see ?"

"God yes, you had your finger's breadth up my piffling butt hole."

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

Once he'd gotten the capitulum in her she sat down with a cold-shoulder moan as he filled her.

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

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

Finally he slipped his hired man around and let her turn on his digit to climax.

"You didn't cum,"she pouted.

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

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

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

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

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

"Push Princess."

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

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

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

"Feel full Princess ?"

"Yes, so total, so full."

"Does it feel proficient ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He pounded her rich, hard and truehearted for respective arcminute. He moans had turn to wail, her sobs to a bawling cry as her tears flowed.

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

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

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

He lay beside her expecting her to come into his arms, instead she curled into the fetal position with her dorsum to him.

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

"I'm sorry Princess, I just wanted you to bear a diminished taste of what rough caper is like."

"That was a pocket-size taste ? I don't want a platter wide, I don't think I could take it. Have you looked at me ?"

He had. She was sweaty, her fuzz was a tousle mess, her eyes were swollen and deplumate stained trailing black run over her face where her mascara had run, she was beautiful, dainty in fact.

"Come here and let me admit you Princess."

She crawled into his arms.

"That was just a tasting, what's the"full-of-the-moon Monte ?"

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

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

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

"Not much."

"Joanie, I don't know that I can do that, I mean she's my office manager, an crucial 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 Francis Leary fucked so severe she can't walk, ok ? I hate her and I want her to ache for a week."

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

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

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

They spent the symmetricalness of their time at the cabin in a sex fueled fog. She needed an enema every two sidereal day, he suggested it would be easier with a two dry quart enema bag but Joanie nixed that proposition. She liked the intimacy, the feeling of resignation she got from being over Rob's lap. trueness be told, he preferred it that way, too. They experimented with every possible place except one. Rob wasn't getting that until she saw someone else endure it. If she didn't see it it would never be function of their own repertoire, period, full stop.

Their relationship would always be close, they were after all father and daughter but where was their insinuate soldering going. Joanie wanted to live as Rob's married woman and have his kid and Rob had concluded he'd never find a more loving and bang partner. He could run his occupation from a phone and computer from their modest cabin until he could supervene upon it with a lakefront domicile. And, as often as she detested Morgana even Joanie agreed that she was a real asset to her fathers job. Rob decided he'd give her a acclivity and a 10 % share of the business sector to continue to run their city office. He planned to put everything in move as soon as they got back.

Henry Martyn Robert burn : The best laid strategy o'man an'men aft go aglee.

Jewish adage : Man design, God laughs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OK, see you then Sol."

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

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

"Rob do you jazz what a misappropriation is ?"

"Never heard of it, what is it ?"

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

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

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

"Yeah, sure Sol."

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

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

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

Rob looked and felt sick.

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

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

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

"The police are, of class an choice or you could terminate her. Why not talk to her beginning, find out what happened, why she did it then decide how to proceed."

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

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

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

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

"Sure Rob, that would be great."

"Unh, maybe if you feel like it we could even work 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 part as she said,"I'll be ready for anything."

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

"Princess, something's happened at the post, I'm afraid it may delay our plan, I hope not but I'm confluence with Morgana this evening to discuss thing. I'll be recently getting habitation, in fact I may not be home ‘ til morning."

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

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

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

"aplomb your jets and ask me tomorrow."

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

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

"pop, 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 prognosis she was impeccably attired, a beige pants suit, bone mid-heeled pumps, a white blouse with a little brownish 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 wage increase ?"

She giggled girlishly but reddened,"Must have."

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

Morgana poured, as they sat together in her living room she was flighty and girlish in a way a forty-three year old woman shouldn't be but Morgana was with the only man she'd ever loved. If the truth be known, Morgana O'Timothy Leary had never had a date until she went to work with Rob. Throughout school she was the skinny, geeky girl with eyeglasses. She didn't go to the prom, no one asked her, her 165 IQ did crap her valedictorian and get her a full ride learnedness to a fine college but she had zero social skills and then she'd met Rob. It wasn't a job interview, they'd met in a coffee tree workshop. It was full and he'd asked if he could plowshare 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 baby, he was looking for a nanny.

Morgana was between jobs, yeah, do I adopt the Big eight firm or the strong-growing smaller firm that would fast traverse her to a partnership. She had a Edgar Lee Masters in accounting and was moving up in the earth ; and she was smitten.

"I'm Morgana O'Leary and I'm between jobs right now, would you count me for your nanny position, I've never been a nanny but I love nestling and I could learn."Morgana had never been so forward in her lifespan, she was trembling, her tummy pealing and her bladder about to split 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 footling grinning,"So you're a Masters, too. Mine's from Columbia, my knight bachelor is from Vassar, they're in accounting."

"You're serious, right ?"

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

"Let me ask you Ms. O'Timothy Francis Leary, how much money do you require in the subject market ?"

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

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

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

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

She was so embarrassed, he had a little smile on his font, he took her hand and kissed the back like a French people gentleman.

"I love your fragrance Morgana."

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

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

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

"Do you have a blank space near here,"he asked.

"Only a couple 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 scent of your aroma. Before we leave I'd like you to go to the ladies way, pick out off your step-in and bring them back to me."

She knew she turned as red as a right Booker Taliaferro Washington orchard apple tree but when they walked out her panties were his souvenir. Before the eventide was over she'd learned just how much she loved sex. The next day her skinny little body ached all over. He'd fucked her every way imaginable, spanked her and ended the evening by sodomizing her, she was in love life. She started body of work for him the next Monday dawning. Then he'd kicked her to the Curb, now he was back.

She finished the net of her wine-coloured and asked,"Care for more Rob ?"

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

"What do you think of Rob ?"

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

"No, I didn't know."

"I thought not. Do you sleep together what he found…"

She started to resolve, to deny.

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

She started to tremble as her center teared.

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

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

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

He took a pad of john tissue paper, wiped her, helped her to tolerate 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 short crazy."

"Can you pay the money back ?"

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

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

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

"Ok, let's engage the cop off the mesa, you think I should can 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 tribe, I'd wander in the wilderness."

And the bunker was set, he knew he'd get what he really wanted. The utmost thing in the human race he wanted to do was fuel Morgana, his line genius. He wanted to raise her.

Key words, words she'd understand.

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

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

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

"Yes, yes, delight Robbie, anything to let me stay to work on here."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Is that going to change tonight Morg ?"

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

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

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

He surveyed the room, at her self-love there was a o.k. straight backed hot seat, ideal for the matter at paw. He turned it so it was centered in the room.

With her standing in presence of him, he took her cap off then untied the bow around her neck. Slowly he unbuttoned the manacle of her long sleeved blouse then down the front before taking it over her articulatio humeri and down. Morgana was s supple char, her white meat were small and high, he unfastened her brassiere and let it fall.

Her tit were small and crocked as if she was chilled and she was trembling.

"step out of your shoes,"he ordered.

Beautiful os heart with a medium dog were shed, he unfastened the waist band of her knickers and let them fall.

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

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

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

"Morg, I'm going to spank you on your 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 clyster ?"

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

He knew she meant Fleets.

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

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

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

"Please stay."

"Ready ?"

"No,"she whined.

His hand fell with a pass, ribbon on silk.

God that burned, she thought then the second, 3rd, onward, maybe tenth battered her. Her little butt, so small, so crocked, his hand covered both face, she was in weeping. Morgana O'Leary was a safe young woman, she'd never been spanked in her animation ; she was being spanked now.

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

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

prison term for some more, he said, as he began to spank. Flesh on flesh the crack was resounding, he watched and smiled as she went from deep red to scarlet and finally streak of blue devil. She was squirming, kicking and trying to scarper but her small-scale body was easy to contain. With just his bequeath paw on the small of her back he held her in post until she'd ceased her fight, he gave her four or five more house spanks then, with her sex cupped with his rectify hand and his thumb massaging her rosebud, he brought her to her back orgasm

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

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

workforce gripped her peg down hip lifting her to her stifle, hands parted her belittled nether brass, pressure against her anus and words she hadn't heard in six years.

"pushing Morg."

God, she tried, she tried to fight 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 old age and now he was back. Even as he slid into her, hurting her, stretching her, filling her she did like it. Only when he was really rough with her did she not like it and he wasn't going to do that tonight, he wasn't going to wreck her, he was going to fuck her pretty surd but she'd be able to walk tomorrow.

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

He did and she loved the smell of his hot seminal fluid pulsing into her.

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

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

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

"So you're still prolific, right ?"

"I guess so, yes."

"What are you using for birth command ?"

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

"I'm going to sleep together you tonight, tomorrow get some of the morning after pills and then get yourself an IUD if you want to do anything more. enjoin me what you've done next Sat, ok ?"

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

"Morg Darlin'every Saturday until you've repaid my money I'm going to paddle you, fuck you then enjoy your Sweet petite ass."

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

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

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

He let her snuggle against him, in malice of the rough anal sex and the spanking she was cooing contentedly.

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

"Morg, you know it's going to take some time to restore the trust we had. The money in and of itself is not the real issue although I do expect it to be repaid. You could take over the extra $ 1700 from your mother, you know."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"settee down Joanie, those unripe eyes of green-eyed monster you're screening are about to earn you a red behind. Now, let's sit down and own burnt umber and I'll evidence you what's going on."

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

"Is that what you think I should do ?"

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

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

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

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

"How so ?"

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

"Ok, so what's the carrot ?"

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

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

"The final Sat, when she pays the last of the money I'm going to have her make out here."

"And ?"

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

Joanie let her mind wander. It would be fun watching Morgana's near fiddling butt being filled with water, listening to her when the cramping started, even looking at her petite tit and childlike hips across her pop's lap. And later,"The drive,"Joanie knew just a minuscule of what that was like, if he stayed on her long the misfortunate cleaning woman would be wrecked. Two divergent thoughts struck her. In spite of her animosity toward Morgana she felt some understanding for her and, second, she was going to let a video recorder with her so she could film it.

"Fair enough,"she answered.

For Joanie clip flew, time dragged.

She missed her pa on the Saturday Night he was away. She hated that he came home with"That char's"aroma permeating him. She'd prepared her advantage point. Their home had an matter to lineament. The passkey bedroom's declamatory walk-in closet was actually a walk-through, with entry from both the dormancy quarter and a second entryway from the toilet. She could pass in and out without being observed. She'd positioned a lowly but comfortable chair so that she had an unobstructed sight pipeline to the bed. Her TV camera was on a tri-pod and ready for legal action. And now metre dragged as she anxiously awaited.

She, however had neglected one matter in her joy that she'd be realizing her want. She'd told her Daddy that she wouldn't do it like that until she'd seen it done and now it seemed they were just week, days away from her installation. Time was flying toward that fateful case. After she'd seen and filmed Morgana it would be her panty coming off, her cute full-of-the-moon bottom being penetrated, her making the sorrowful sound of rough sex. In truth, she was scared, already scared and she hadn't even watched yet.

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

Joanie's tummy was a mess, she couldn't even eat breakfast then a bout of looseness and a weak vesica, she'd peed four clock time before the doorbell rang.

prediction and trepidation warred as she went through the can to her chair. She waited for about ten instant, she assumed they were handling their business transaction before she heard the H2O running in the neighboring lavatory. It stopped and her dad walked into the bedroom with his five Imperial gallon bucket. He sat it beside the bed then got the red medulla syringe and KY gelatin. He walked out.

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

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

"Sweet Morgana, I want to break you a deep cleaning. I'll give you a series of clyster until the water runs vindicated. I want your rectum and colons completely hollow, I thought we could have a nice hanker school term this afternoon."

"Wonderful Robbie, that sounds wonderful."

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

"Step out of your shoes Morg,"he asked

They were tusk, matching her plate, low heeled pump. He unfastened the waist of her quag and let them fall, then picked them up, folded them and added them to the other items on the chair.

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

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

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

As he began giving Morg her enemas Joanie wondered, she got five electric-light bulb each time, 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 massage her abdomen.

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

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

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

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

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

leash sessions and then she was clean. Rob had her lie on the bed and rest.

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

"Just take it comfortable for a few arcminute, then I'll devote you…"

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

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

"defrayment and a spanking, that was our understanding. This is your last spanking, you prepare ?"

He took her clothing from the chairman, laid her things on the bed then positioned the chair so Joanie's opinion of Morgana's bottom was unobstructed.

"Come here Morg, lay over my lap."

Slowly she moved into perspective and bent.

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

Morgana jumped at the inter-group communication. He held her down and continued.

go, crack, scissure. It wasn't a particularly roughshod spanking but it was firm enough to bring tears. Morgana squirmed, trying to get away. Her stage were flailing as she unsuccessfully tried to keep off the blows.

Joanie's optic were big as saucers, as Morgana fought she got one leg off Rob's lap, with the other still restrained, she was all-embracing open. Her genitals, were agape, Joanie thought, God I could give her a gynecological exam. Even here she noted that Morgana was small, a poor snatch completely containing her labia, she was still a girlish pink. The spanking ended.

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

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

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

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

display time, she heard his car on the driveway, the click of the lock in the front doorway and Morgana's lilting voice.

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

"Well smasher, now that you're well fed would you like to be well bred ?"

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

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

Joanie watched as he again piece by piece 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 mouth. Joanie forced herself to listen to Morgana's screams of X as he brought her to multiple orgasms. God, even from her distant advantage Joanie could see. Morgana did something she'd never done. In awe, Joanie watched as pulse of female seed erupted from her vagina. God, she was squirting all over her Daddy's face, no maledict wonder he came home smelling like"That Woman's"cunt. She had to, she just had to get wind what it took to do that.

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

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

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

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

"Fun,"Rob asked.

"Fun,"Morgana answered.

pickings her hand, he pulled her over his lap.

Picking up the tubing of lubricator he asked,"Ready for the finale ?"

Joanie watched as he spread her cockeyed little cheeks, as first one finger then two worked lube deeply into her. He held her anus candid and directly squeezed more of the lube into her. Laying the tube aside, he massaged her posterior ; then,

"Ready ?"

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

Her dad massaged Morgana's hips and backside then moved up against her. His phallus looked Brobdingnagian, larger than she'd ever seen it. She watched, the oral sex seemed to be the size of her fist, pressed against Morgana's tight short opening, she heard the watchword,"Push Morg."

She took him in with a groan.

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

As he always did with her, her dad paused once he was completely in, allowing her to see the painful joy of a extend and filled rectum.

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

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

Oh God, it's starting Joanie thought as she heard the mournful wail outflow from the early woman.

He was plowing into her intemperately and libertine like a pile device driver. Morgana tried to drop to the mattress, to escape but to no help, he held her torso in its tucked position as he pushed down on the small-scale of her binding forcing her rosehip even higher.

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

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

Joanie wanted it to end, it was nearly too grim to follow. Still it continued, the fierce violation on the small woman. Finally, with a bellowing, she watched as her pa poured pulse after sizzling pulsation of sperm and semen into her. Even then it didn't end, he continued to hold her up, continued to know her until he'd softened and fallen out.

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

He got up, went to the bath and got a warm face cloth then, from her short overnight case he got a fresh span of cotton wool panties then retrieved two of Joanie's tranquilizing suppositories from the refrigerator. He wiped her forehead with the textile then her bottom before sliding the two suppositories into her. He pulled the cotton panty on her, picked her up and carried her to the guest room bed.

Joanie was waiting when he got back to his room.

"Was that what you wanted ?"He asked.

"A whole lot more, God dada, I'm sick and scared. facilitate me, delight,"she said as she handed him two more of the ataractic suppositories, lowered her drawers and scanty and lay down on the bed.

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

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

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

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

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

Morgana was at Joanie's white meat for about an hr before she began to go cognizant of her surround. The firstly thing she realized was that she was being tenderly held and that she had a plump nipple in her mouth.

"God, I'm sorry Joanie, I mean…"

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

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

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

"age ago, when I was in luxuriously school another daughter and I fooled around, zilch serious though, we kissed and fondled each others breasts."

"Did you suck on her breasts ?"

"No, we just touched each former's breast, goose egg at all below the waist."

"It might be fun, you've got the shortened little pussy imaginable ; like a little daughter's. So belittled, cracking and pink."

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

"I know and it makes you precious. Would you care to see mine, I'm so goddamned big."

Morgana didn't resolution but Joanie spread her legs,"clear me Morgana."

Slowly Morgana's mitt moved toward her although their middle remained locked.

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

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

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

Suddenly Morgana's rousing was evident, too.

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

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

"Taste me."

Morgana hesitated.

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

The quick fiddling tongue was like zilch Joanie had ever felt, it sought out places her Daddy had never found, a gentler, balmy touch ; feminine almost feline, it circled her clit, her warm breathing place, probing her. Joanie could feel her sexual climax building.

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

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

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

"I don't know Joanie, I better continue these panty on until I can sit on the potty for a spell, I've got a butt full phase of the 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 entail, your fault, you had nothing to do with it. I wanted Rob to have a go at it me, he royally fucked me."

"Has he ever been that rough before ?"

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

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

"You mean, like sex ?"

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

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

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

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

"I think it's a marvellous musical theme but you still haven't answered my doubtfulness ; why was today your fault ?"

"pop 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 undefendable. He said that was just a small taste of what he liked, that he liked to go for a long time that way. I told him,"no way,"‘ til I'd seen him do it with someone else. I told him to do it with you."

"You watched ?"

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

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

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

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

"Why don't we trade billet, I'd like a nigh look."

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

"tinker's dam, 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 kids, his tyke. You could be like an aunt to them. Maybe you could live here, all of us together like those polygamists on the TV show. We'd each have our bedroom then on our nights we could go to him."

"Would he go for it ?"

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

"And what Dear Joanie is that ?"

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

"So when do we propose this to our seraglio 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 Bootie twins."

"Now just two more affair to attain,"said Jo.

"What are those ?"

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

"And the early ?"

"Not looking forward to at all. I guess it was kinda a challenge. I told Daddy that if he let me watch while he did you I'd let him do me the Sami 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 say you everything. I filmed it, too. You can do that if you want."

"I want."

"Then it's settled."

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

In the kitchen they started supper, grilled trout, a chocolate-brown rice pilaf, amalgamate summertime squash and a fountain greens salad.

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

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

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

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

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

"Ah, well I guess. I'm skinny as a rail and Jo's got a nice soft plush body and since variety show is the spiciness of life, we just thought you might like a excerption at your beck and call."

"My beck and call is it."

"Yes daddy,"Joanie piped in, regaining her face."We thought Mo could rent out her sign and motility in with us.

"And what about our program Princess ?"

"We even talked about that. Mo doesn't think she can get pregnant, 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 corking little sports car that was Morgana and the plush opulence drive that was Joanie was raising an erection as he sat there, still he thought he'd have got a little fun with them.

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

"Daddy, how could you not agree."

"Yes Robbie, how could you ?"

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

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

"That's good Robbie."

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

The chorus,"Well, maybe."

"You two are blackmailing me, using your organic structure as currency, is that sightly ?"

"Who ever said girls fight fair, Daddy ?"

"Who would sleep where ?"

"Mo and I would each receive our own rooms. You could choose who was to come to your bed each night except when we're having our point then the early 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 crop out the division of responsibilities for the interior of the home, I'll take caution of the outside areas and the pocket billiards, clean enough ?"

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

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

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

"No Daddy, cypher that tomorrow won't therapeutic, I'm sure."

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

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

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

As they came in he directed Morgana to sit on the bed then he positioned his rattling chair so that she would give birth a undecomposed scene of Joanie's bottom..

"Joanie, come and stand in strawman of me. For you're your stunt tonight each of you is going to receive a spanking. You are going to get ten whacks on your shorts followed by ten whack on your pantie and then an indeterminate numeral on your bare behind. 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, learn off your top."

Joanie rarely went without a brassiere, her heavy breast required the support but today was an exception. As her T-shirt came off her turgid nippled, large boob came into view. Rob took a moment to admire them, thinking he might need to titty make out his daughter soon, maybe after she was pregnant and they began to fill.

"Come crease over my lap,"he directed.

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

"pedestal up and leave out your shorts Joanie."

After complying she crawled back over his lap.

The stride was more measured, the chance event firmer as ten fell on her pantied freighter.

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 pelvis to come across his caresses. He went between her legs, stroking her genitals until her external respiration had changed with arousal.

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

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

"Yes Robbie."

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

"One."

tornado

"Two."

At twelve Joanie broke down in rent, two more for expert measure.

"Fourteen."

Rob stroked her open sex, toying with her clit with his index and eye digit while pressing her anus with the pad of his pollex. After a spanking he liked his miss to cum, it didn't make the spanking sting any LE, but over time he could get them to attend forward to them for the pleasure they got afterwards. Joanie's mother would sometimes beg for her spankings.

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

"That's a dear girl Princess, cum for papa,"as she had a small-scale orgasm.

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

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

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

"Morgana, come stand in front of me."

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

"Yes Robbie."

"Like Joanie you'll get ten on your shorts, ten on your step-in and then however many are required on the bare pulp to attain the in demand result. Take your top off Morgana."

What a contrast from Joanie, Morgana's flatbed chest with slight brown nipples.

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

offset ten rapid swats to her shorts.

Stand up and hold your shorts off Morgana.

tweed cotton fiber, just what he'd told her to wreak in her nightlong case. He'd bet she was still leaking, he'd put a massive encumbrance in her. Spanked once then fucked unmercifully and now a second gear spanking, this was one abused bottom.

He gave her ten firm ones on her scanty, just not quite as firm as Joanie had received. Then he stroked her scratch through her step-in for several minutes before saying,"facelift your pelvic girdle for me Morg so I can get your panty off."

She was still pink from her earlier spanking.

"Joanie, count them."

Crack

"One."

sally

"Two"

At nine Morgana was wailing, he added one more.

"Ten."

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

He leaned to her and whispered,"I think your tiny little keister is delectable. Do you think you could take me again tonight, I'll be gentle."

"Please Robbie, yes. nookie me any sentence and any way you want."

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

"I know, you're saving her behind 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 hombre whispering about ?"

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

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

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

MISTAKE

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

Rob thought of himself as a cognoscente of all right twat ( as if there is any other form ). As an example Joanie's mother had been the sweetest of cantaloupe while Joanie was nifty, but Morgana O'Leary was citrus fruit and salt. No enquiry, this pair had become a bit more than ally, he'd require to retain that in creative thinker.

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

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

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

"goodness Princess, I wanted rafts of kids, your mother did, too but, as it turned out we, well I guess I, was blessed with only you. I want your breast replete, your belly swollen and your behind broad."

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

But Joanie sensed the ominous conditional relation when her Daddy said,"Of path, all of our sex will be vaginal until you're meaning but we still have at least Dominicus, don't we Princess ?"

He was kissing her on her neck then he began to nip on her. He rolled her onto her tummy and laid upon her spinal column then he forced her up onto her stifle. Then he pulled her back until she was in a press glob with her breasts forced to the mattress and her pelvic arch elevated. He pressed down on the small of her back so that she elevated her sex harmonium like a tabby cat presenting. He entered her.

"Oh Yeah Princess, just like this, we'll replete your womb with infant just like this."

He gave her a jolly crude drive, he always did when he entered her from behind like this, it was discernible he preferred this index position. Truth be known, she kinda liked it when he was a petty jolty with her, but not this time, oh, she liked tonight but she knew, she absolutely knew that this was nothing but a tune up for Sunday, and on Sunday it wouldn't be her vagina getting the ride.

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

"You became pretty skillful pal today, you and Morg, huh ?"

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

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

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

He fondled her tiny bosom until her nipple stiffened then he lowered the can of her panty and felt her. Pre-lubricated, his favored sort, he pulled her back against his groin.

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

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

"Nope, I want you to twit your clitoris with your digit while I play with your breast and have intercourse your precious little bottom of the inning ; now arch for me."

"Robbie, is tomorrow Joanie's day ?"

"What do you think of day, Morg ?"

"I mean are you going to mount her like she's a sweet young filly then hinge on her to the reason like you did with me this morning."

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

"Robbie, I'm not a fresh young filly, I'm an experienced female horse and it was still all I could use up. Please, all I'm asking is don't hurt her too badly, I've turn fond of her."

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

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

"Joanie's little ditty, you know…'Citrus and salt or chocolate malt,'well Morgana, you taste like citrous fruit and salt and do you know what Joanie tastes like ?"

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

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

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

"I believe sincerely that there is a groovy great deal of truth in that vocalization, now give me a small action, I'm ready 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 cereal, goner and yield juice accompanied by java. Morgana was in short pants and a T-shirt but Joanie was clad in a gown and slippers, evidentially deciding there was no need to get dressed just to undress for her enema. Although the day was gay and upbeat, the mood in the kitchen was somber.

After the repast 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 stop at the drug store and get Morgana her own clyster 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 lifetime and I always use those fiddling Fleet clyster, what do I do ?"

"I've never given one either but I've had plenty. We'll get everything together, the bucket of warm water, the syringe and the lubricator. I'll get on your lap so you can lubricate me then you put the enema syringe schnozzle in the water and squeeze then release. The electric light will take with weewee. Then you put the snoot in me and squeeze. Don't spillage it, though or the dirty water system will occupy the incandescent lamp. pull in it out and reiterate the cognitive operation. I usually get five bulbs full three multiplication before I'm empty."

"Do you need to get started 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 lubricator. Jo was sitting on the bedside waiting.

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

"aim your slippers 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 little hug saying,"You'll get through it."

"Mo, I'm so scare away, I'm about to wet myself powerful now."

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

As Jo sat emitting little queasy squirts, not the gushing flow of a full phase of the moon bladder, they discussed strategy, Jo would come back to the bathroom before she joined her Daddy on the bed and she'd keep her panties on as long as possible…there was goose egg else they could do.

The enema went well. Five bulbs then Jo's bay window massage. She was giving instructions right along.

"seminal fluid on Mo, use a circular apparent motion with plenty pressure level to work the weewee all the way into me, Unh, just like that, Oh Christ that spasm hurt. take aim me to the potty."

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

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

Finally Mo helped her to the bathroom.

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

"Let's use some sweet smack bath oil then after, I'll give you a little massage with body application, brush your haircloth and apply some lite make-up. What do you need to wear ?"

"I thought white carpet slipper, white second joint high stockings, blanched lacy phantasy panty and a white satin robe. Does that satisfy your favourable reception ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I hope so Robbie, just take it gentle on your piddling filly, ok ?"

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

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

"I've got to potty Daddy."

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

"Princess, do you remember how terrorise of anal retentive sex before I took you the outset time and then afterward you told me that the anticipation was far worse than the realness. We both know what's going to happen a trivial later. I think it's the like as it was back then ; the prevision will be tough than the reality."

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

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

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

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

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

"I thought you might bask a bit of oral exam, several coming, then some slow, sensuous sex until you achieve yet another coming. I want you wet and aroused before we start."

"Are you going to realise me cry ?"

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

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

As he removed her gown she wondered if Mo was watching from the loo. She stepped out of her carpet slipper. It would be up to him if she retained her second joint high school but the panty were definitely coming off.

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

"Please, yes Daddy."

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

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

"Thank you Daddy."

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

Kisses, sweet shared breaths, tasting lingua, then breasts, gently caressed, nipple sucked and teased, easygoing tummy, neatly trimmed Mons 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 thrust her rosebud then up, up to the top of her prick. Her little opal waiting. His sassing suck it in, his tongue teases it, sucking, batting it, exciting it. She trembles then the orgasm washes through her body, her organs clench, womb, anus, vagina, all tighten and then release as her womanly juices erupt from her. Her papa gives her orgasm after orgasm as he licks and swallows the nectar that flows from her.

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

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

Joanie has forgotten Morgana in the closet, forget the video television camera recording her every minute, forgotten what awaits. Right now she's the happiest young lady in the Earth as she dreams of the mother she will soon be.

A grinning paints her look as her body frisson and she has a small orgasm.

Her daddy is sitting beside her.

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

cool, slick magazine, finger's breadth probing her, and more lubricant, her Daddy's voice, just relax Princess as his other hand strokes her back, her hair, her impudence, then,

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

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

"What was that Princess ?"

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

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

"Ok Princess, get up on your genu, great, now lean forward and put your chest on the mattress, shut down your arms and rest your caput on your weapon, perfect."

Just a niggling very well tuning. He pulled back on her shoulder joint, tucking her trunk a little more tightly, pressed down on the little of her back so that her hips and genitals were elevated, then spread her legs just a little more, she was ready.

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

"Push Princess."

In the closet Morgana watched, Rob's pelvis flexed, she heard Joanie groan as he pierced her sphincter brawn, the moans as Mo saw Rob's peter slowly invading Jo's rectum. He rested. She knew what Joanie was feeling. Rob was all the way in. She was filled, filled with cock. She'd be feeling like she urgently needed to move her bowels, so full phase of the moon, she'd feeling so very full.

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

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

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

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

Mo stared, she knew the game was changing. Rob pulled his feet under him, positioning them along Joanie's flank he rose so that he was squatting behind her then he moved forward so that he was above her hips, she was bearing most of his free weight when he gripped her, forcing her spinal column to archway, forcing her bottom in high spirits, better exposing her sex organs and anus, then he spread her cheeks adding another column inch that he could penetrate her.

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

Her plaint was pitiful as he rammed her again and again. His cock was recondite 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 typeface turned toward the television camera. Morgana could see that the mascara she had so skillfully applied had run, black trails down her cheeks, the lip rouge was smeared, her coifed hair a scraggly flock. Suddenly, she went quiet.

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

Surprisingly Rob walked to the closet and opened the door.

"Do you want to take maintenance of her Morg ? Get her a dyad of cotton plant panties to try to control the wad while I get a few of her suppositories, a span of the Anacin III for pain in the ass and two of her sedatives to help her sleep."

Morgana got a warm slipstream material and the panties. She wiped her face and cleaned her bottom before helping her into the cotton briefs. Rob lowered her seat and administered the medication then left the fille alone.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That's exquisitely with me."

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

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

"I'm not trying to prove anything but that I'm your female child, your petty Princess. You're my man, the only when man I want. I want to feel you in me, delight Daddy ?"

"Ok Princess and I'll be gentle."

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

They finished the wine-colored and made an ahead of time evening of it.

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

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

She was still a piddling precarious the following morning but she made the call to the gynecologist and got a recommendation. She called, yes, they were taking new patient but the next useable appointment was six weeks hence.

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

She asked Mo to avail her.

fabrication monotonic on her back, Mo inserted her fingerbreadth into her vagina, located the strings and pulled it out. There was a little spying of blood but nada more.

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

They changed positions.

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

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

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

Rob began a regime of vitamins and herbs to increase his semen and sperm yield and after sex he would stay in them as long as possible to subjugate leakage.

When Joanie had missed her 2d period and began to suffer from swollen boob, first light nausea and constipation they ran two home gestation tests. Both came up positive.

Mo took her to her low gear fitting with her new OB/GYN.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Uh oh, Joanie thought,"Busted."

Straight to the spanking chair.

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

He had to spread his legs to fit jut, but he got her into position.

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

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

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

Ten fast and business firm on the seat of her cute piffling smock then he raised the chick and delivered ten more on her maternity panties and then they were down around her knees.

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

"One."

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

sevener calendar month significant she couldn't squirm much so she cried.

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

Joanie waddled to the corner.

"Mo, come here please.

"What did I do Robbie."

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

"I'm sorry Robbie."

Over his lap, a fast ten on her shorts. Then shorts off and ten Thomas More on her panties.

"Joanie, count."

Crack

"One."

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

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

Neither saw him pocket the thermionic valve of KY jelly. Morg's tight little derriere had given him an erection and he knew just the cure.

Joanie started to sit at her usual blank space but Rob directed her to the chair directly across the table from him.

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

"Hold hands girls,"he instructed.

They both heard the sound as his zip fastener came down. Morgana felt it when he lowered the seat of her panties, then the quiver 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 handsome, like he was getting deeper.

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

"My tool'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 nasty little 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 table and holding manus with Jo while she watches."

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

Rob fucked her for about 30 hour. Her fiddling ass was sore by the prison term he came in her and pulled her scanty back into place.

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

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

Morgana was surprised by her response but, maybe it was because she felt like a chastised little young lady. In unison, both she and Jo replied,

"Yes Daddy."

"good. I want you to recognise how much I love you both,"he said as he moved around the board kissing first gear one and then the other.

"We love you, too pappa but you said that you had something limited in creative thinker for me tonight. What ?"

"You know we've all slept together quite a few fourth dimension and that we've had sex when the third person was in the bed but we've never had a true three way. Are you lady friend plot to try ?"

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

Both of the girls were a petty antsy through the rest of the evening, still they got through supper and the clean-up.

Finally Rob said,"Bedtime."

"Princess, do you think you can get on your articulatio genus and list forward ?"

"Yes, I can still do that."

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

"Perfect, now pull your knees up a picayune and spread your stage, I want to be able-bodied to see your vulva."

Joanie was watching.

"She's so pretty, isn't she pa. I think she may have the prettiest pussy in the world."

"I'm glad you feel that way. Now, I want you to get undressed."

Once she was nude he told her to get on her knee between Morgana's legs.

"Lean forward and slip your coat of arms under her legs and savvy her hips."

In this office Joanie's font was only inches from Morgana's genitals.

"Joanie, I'm going to enter 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 back of her head pressing softly downward he said,"Citrus and salt, enjoy."

Then she heard,"push button Princess."

He took it soft with her. Slowly and gently he slid into her. In some path this was the most pleasant sexual experience he'd ever had. His cute daughter, her hips elevated for him as he watched her slowly accepting his cock. She had her face buried in Morgana's sex, from over her shoulder he could see her tongue flicking the little clit. Both of them making sounds of pleasure ; intoxicating, heady, the fragrances of both adult female melding, estrogen and progesterone flooding their torso and his olfactory senses.

As always he paused so she could experience the fullness.

"Ah, Daddy, fuck me, pump my hungry hindquarters, fill me up with your cum ; hump me, have sex me, fuck meeee."

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

Three voices, raised, expressing spectacular pleasure, they ended in a throw together sight of legs, munition, lips, vaginas, anuses and a cock.

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

He heard the call option he was awaiting.

"Robbie, fuck me please."

That everlasting petty slit sounded delectable to him but he said,"What about Joanie ?"

She had the resolution for that.

"straddle my expression Jo, let me taste you."

She sat facing away, the cum from her butt dripping on Morgana's Kuki as Morgana brought her to three fantastic orgasms. Joanie fell to the side exhausted.

Rob lifted Morg's legs and fucked her strong and fasting, she'd had two screaming culmination before he gushed into her nice tight cunt.

Afterward, they lay, one young lady on each side of him. Joanie was out of it, heavy sex on a significant consistency had left her just smiling quietly.

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

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

"Who am I to traverse a ticket woman her sustenance."

It was a treat he cursed himself for missing all these year, her tongue was like a snake, wrapping around, treating him like he was her ducky flavor of sucker, and then she want down, up and down, he could sense that he was at the back of her throat.

"Oh God Morg, I'm gon na cum,"he got out just before he filled her mouth. Like a rattling trooper she swallowed and swallowed leaving just a trace at the edge of her mouth. She swirled her tongue and smiled.

As he looked Joanie also was smiling,"That was fun to watch,"she said.

They lay together quietly for a while before Joanie finally said,"That was tremendous, 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 cute little tail is calling my name."

They traded places, Morg in the middle facing away toward Joanie. She was still lubricated from the in the first place episode on the kitchen table, he slid into her easily.

Joanie moved closer to Morgana.

"Suck my breasts while he fucks you, please Mo."

And that was how they drifted off to sleep, Rob filling her bottom and Joanie filling her mouth.

Joanie's legal transfer went off without a hitch. They now had a cute squalling bundle of child girlfriend in the house. Morgana was an immense help ‘ though in the true she was like a doting grandmother to the infant and a watchful mother to Joanie.

The the true of the human relationship was driven home when the baby, Victoria Morgana was two months old. Mo had to go out on an designation so Joanie was alone with Vicky. With the impetuousness of youth, Joanie just had to have a Coke and there was none in the house. The child seat was in Morgana's car and she'd taken it so there was no child tail useable. Joanie loaded Vicky into the front passenger's buns and trucked on down to the neighborhood convenience depot, got a twelve pack and drove home. Morgana turned into the driveway just as Joanie was carrying Vicky and her coke to the house.

She was calm down as Joanie put Vicky to bed then opened one of the snow,"Want one ?"She asked Mo.

"No thank you, what I would like is an account. Did you take Vicky out without a car seat ?"

"Oh Mo, it was only down to the corner, there was no risk."

"Jo, I can't agree, I think this is the most thoughtless affair I can ideate. There is no reason on God's green solid ground that getting a Coke a Cola is worth endangering our baby."

"Mo, give it a recess, ok ?"

God, was I this dense when I was XIX ? She wondered and she was really furious with her friend.

"Just leave behind it alone, I won't do it again, ok."

It was the net straw, grabbing Joanie by the fuzz she dragged her to the bedroom, from the chest she got grandma's hairbrush, sat on the spanking chair and jerked Joanie so that she was standing in movement 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 pantie down to her stifle and whaled on her back side with the hair 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 optic and a snooty nose. Additionally, her bare arse was ruby. 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 severalise him what happened."

"I did something to make her mad."

"I think I understood that, want to distinguish me what it was ?"

"I went and got some coke ?"

"Oh I can see how you getting some Cokes would really urinate her off. Want to evidence me the ease of the news report ?"

"I took Vicky with me."

"And ?"

"Mo was gone and the car behind is in her car."

"Am I beginning to infer what happened. You drove to the store 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 sonant drink that you took our daughter and put her unrestrained on the rider seat of the car and drove to the convenience store ? Do I have that right field ?"

"I guess so Daddy."

"Joanie, that's beyond pudding head that's downright reckless, I'm appalled at your thoughtlessness."

Rob had seated himself in the alert chairwoman 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 sentence so that her tail end was her gamey point and delivered fifty firm spanks to her already sore bottom.

Now, I want you to stand in the corner and think about what you've done. Come out into the living room when you're ready to be Thomas More responsible.

Rob and Morgana got crank of wine-coloured and, instead of the life 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 small and I can't hit too hard."

"Well, I'm sure you made an impact on her."

It's odd how spirit can film some strange number. Vicky is my daughter but, I guess because of the age deviation I feel more like a grandpa with Morgana functioning as grandma and my other girl, Joanie filling the roll as mother. It's working well for all of us .