by giving her his rod...

Mr. Robertson lifts his weight off of me and grabs my hips, lifting me and turning me on my belly as easily as a seat cushion. He pulls up my ass in front of him. Lifting my skirt, ripping away my pulled down panties, slapping my buttcheeks.

"First of all Emily, you have to keep it really quiet, you don't want to wake your brother do you?"

"No sir!" I sigh as I can feel the hotness on my butt where he slapped me imagining the red finger marks that would appear on my pale skin. I can feel him caressing my buttcheeks and thighs in the dark, grabbing my balls and my shaft from behind. Tugging on them quite roughly. He spits on my butt rubbing the slimy saliva into my buttcrack...letting his thick strong fingers push against my anus.

"I see your pussy is already wet" Mr. Robertson proclaims as he rubs his fingers around my entrance, his voice demanding an explanation.

"Y...Yes Sir. I am sorry. My...brother just couldn't......didn't find the time to fulfill my needs today...." I whine in a whispering girly voice.

"You should be ashamed for having such thoughts about your brother in the first place. Are you telling me he is satisfying your cravings any other night?"

"He clearly wants me to tell him about Steve fucking me but since this never happens I would have to make up a story. I am to horny to think right now and I don't want to expose Steve's coverstory but maybe I can hint at Mr. Robertson that he is the only real man in the house.

"Steve....is very good with his mouth yet he chooses to not mount me....that much" I stutter in a moan pushing against his finger. In my head I add 'or at all' to my last words longing for a cock inside of me.

"It really seems that I have to talk to him from man to man...." Mr Robertson says a little startled.

I reach out behind me with my hand touching his hairy forearm and caressing it. "Please don't! He is just a good brother and I love him!" I whine. "Just teach me my lesson daddy, so I can be your good girl!" I pull him towards me.

"Well I can see that you desperately need some punishment with a rod" he adds, grabbing both of my butt cheeks and parting them. I can feel a cold breeze rushing against my wet hole.

"Yes father. I am thankful for that. I accept any punishment you have in mind for me."

Mr. Robertson grunts with content for my answer and pushes his wet cockhead slowly between my cheeks. I can feel it pushing against my sphincter as it slowly gives way to embrace him.

"Uhhhhh", it feels massive and I pant and try to relax. It has been a while since he took me and I now remember how girthy he is when he stretches me.

My knees tremble from excitement and I moan into a seat cushion as Mr. Robertson starts to push his whole girthy head into me.

"Keep it down bitch" he moans more loudly than me as his head gets past my anus and the rest of the shaft glides in more easily.

I can feel him stuffing me completely as his hairy balls slap against mine. He keeps his dick inside of me, breathing heavily his fat belly brushing against my butt. With one hand I touch my lower belly, feeling it almost bulge due to his thick cock being deep inside of me.

"You're still quite tight for a little whore" he said moving slightly from side to side. Levering his whole length inside of me so I can feel the hard rod touching my insides, pushing against my prostate making me shiver and sweat.

"Must be true that my son doesn't give you the ramming that a bitch in heat needs." He concludes as he pulls himself back and pushes himself in again, taking up a slow rhythm of fucking my boy pussy.

"Yes daddy you are right and I thank you for noticing it and taking up the burden of punishing me." I sigh, moaning inbetween each word in a high pitched whisper, feeling my hands shaking in pleasure as Mr. Robertson pushes his weight onto my back pushing me deeper into the couch cushions.

I can hardly breathe with my face all smashed into the cushions, feeling the heavy hot sweaty body of Mr. Robertson pushing me down...his cock deep within me, my own little rod rubbing against a growing wet stain on the couch.

"You're so goddamn tight" Mr. Robertson hisses between clenched teeth spitting another glob of saliva down my buttcrack. The lube helps and with continuing smacking sounds and deep grunts from Mr. Robertson his pace gets ever more quickly. I can feel his huge weight pushing me into the couch again and again as my own cock gets closer and closer to cuming tightening up my asshole even more.

I try to hold it back as I don't want to cum before Mr. Robertson squirts his hot juices into my needy boy pussy.

"Damn I am about to cum already" he hisses into my ear pushing and pushing holding my hips and ramming me like there is no tomorrow.

"Yes...Yes Daddy...fill me up with cum." I whimper almost inaudible as he gives me a few hard final pushes. His cock starts to pulsate vigorously and he moans loud into my ear as he ejaculates over and over again deep into my asshole. I am also almost there when he slams his open palm hard on my butt cheek making a loud crack and I tighten up in shock, milking the last few drops from his girthy cock with my asshole. The shock also inhibits me from cumming myself and now I moan out in desperation as I can sense him lifting his weight off of me and pulling out.

He breathes heavily and stands up leaving me on all fours, his cum leaking out of my butthole and running down my balls and thighs and onto the couch cushion.

"No please, I want to cum too daddy!" I whimper.

"Where would the punishment be then?" He laughs and gives me another hard slap on the other butt cheek. I can feel them burning from his hard slaps imagining how red they must be. He just stands there wiping his nose with the back of his hand, his semi hard wet cock dangling in front of him looking down on my pathetic used body.