I was woken just before six in the morning with an odd sensation on my lips. ...... opening my eyes to find Nikki leaning over me and dragging an engorged nipple softly across them. ..... she gurgled as I bit it gently. “Damn girl, is that twat ever satisfied” I grinned, “yeh, sometimes. ....... like when I’m asleep” she giggled softly, following me in to piss and shower. ...... and to ream her tight cunt up against the shower wall, my full load of cum drooling thickly from her inflamed pouting gash, her legs rubbery from her orgasm as I set her down. ....... “sooo damn nice Daddy, would trade all the dicks I had at the club for yours” she sighed raggedly.

‘No prizes for guessing where she’s going’ I mused as she headed out and down the stairs. ...... Jaw’s eyes were closed but I knew the cow was awake. ....... she was on her back with knees splayed, but I could see her lips curling slightly as she tried to supress a grin. ..... “you’re not fooling anyone you nympho” I chuckled as I crawled up to feast on her twat. “That doesn’t count Daddy, you still have to dick me before I go to school” she smirked cheekily before heading in to shower to rinse her orgasmic twat.

With cunts knotted, except Moira’s, dogs’ balls drained, the girls were ready for school. ..... I dropped Felicity and Moira off at Charlie’s house to get dressed for school and had a chat to Charlie, he telling me he could use me for half a day, “that pipe for the old ranch house should be here this afternoon, I’ll call those girls when it gets here, reckon we can start on it tomorrow” he told me. “I’ve put your tablets in your school bag in case you need them sweetie” I told Jaws, kissing her, and the others, on the cheek when I dropped them at school.

I had pretty much cleared the list of jobs for Charlie getting close to midday, being not far from his shop I dropped in for a chat. ...... “Got a call an hour ago from a guy, Tim, those ranch house twats’ father, said he’s coming down in the morning. ....... specifically asked that you be there. ...... that little twat might’ve told some tales about your wandering hands Paul” he said, looking concerned. “Nah Charlie, I got the back story on the weekend, he’s coming down to decide if he’s going to pull the plug on the project” I told him. Charlie wasn’t impressed, more so about being stuck with more pipe he would otherwise use in three years.

“You won’t get stuck with it Charlie, he’ll loose too much if he sells it with that fucked pipework, and like I said, if he bitches about the bigger pipe, I’ll cover the difference”. “We need to be out there at ten” Charlie called as I climbed in my truck, “oh Paul. ...... Gemma and Ally are having a sleepover at our place tonight” he smirked and rubbed his crotch. ...... and I headed for home for a snooze. ‘Oh fuck!. ...... what have those silly fucking cows done now’ I mused aloud, pulling over to watch a big van, obviously from the city, go past, a maybe twenty-seater bus following it. ...... I was familiar with the carpet company name on the van, shaking my head as I saw it turn down a street that would ultimately take them to the old ranch house.

I rang Jock for Tim’s number and called him. ....... “Hi Paul, was hoping to catch you at Wallace’s Saturday night but got tied up with a minor crisis. ..... an entertaining night from what I heard. .... what can I do for you?” he asked. ..... “yes indeed Tim, up there with the best I’ve attended I laughed, ahhh thought you should know your girls might be about to fuck up expensively” I said and told him what I had just seen go past. ‘That man has a wide and varied vocabulary’ I mused, chuckling to myself as I drove off. ...... ‘their fucking brains must be in their fucking twats’ was one of the amusing comments he made.

I spent a half hour modifying my shower head, adding the two rectangular ones I had got from Charlie, solving the ‘inconvenience’ of waiting to rinse off with extra young bodies showering with me. Tim called me again as I was driving into town for school pick-up. ........ “thinking I’ll get down there early in the morning like around six-thirty Paul, anywhere down there open for breakfast at that hour?” he asked, I gave him my address.

I got to school with time to spare and beat the traffic jam, my balls tingling as I spotted Nell having a coffee outside the cafe, in her gym gear. ..... she inviting me to sit when I stopped to say hi. ...... my little cum rat Teri striding over to take my order, pressing back against my hand a little too blatantly as I rested it on her thigh, well almost her butt actually. ..... “I saw that, she really does have a crush on you Paul. .... AND you’re leading the poor girl on” she chuckled. ..... “yes I am. ...... but how long did it take to get service?” I chuckled.

She asked after my girls, “oh poor thing, how is she coping?” Nell asked when I told her we had spent the weekend in the city for Jaws’ operation, reaching and giving my hand a squeeze. “Yeh she’s good, didn’t ask for pain relief this morning. ...... the braces are fitted but don’t start getting tightened for a week” I told her. We chatted about random things, she was easy to talk to but I didn’t ask any personal questions, though she did however reveal a few on her own accord.

Her recent separation had been quite ‘civilised’, despite her catching her husband ‘balls deep’ up their secretary, her words not mine. ...... they owned a commercial cleaning business in the city, she had an almost fifteen-year-old son who opted to stay with his father. ...... Nell still drawing a wage from the business and driving a company car until they got around to finalising ‘things’. It was my turn to reach and squeeze her hand, her eyes looking a little ‘glassy’, she didn’t sob or start crying though. ...... ‘she looks sweet and a little ‘fragile’, but she’s got grit’ I mused.

The cafe was getting busier as more parents arrived. ..... my girls the first out after the bell rang. ..... bounding across the street, the four of them giving me a hug and a ‘hi Daddy, missed you’ before bolting inside. ..... reappearing soon after with a cloth and little order book in hand to wipe tables and take orders. ..... “looks like you’re not going anywhere for a while” Nell chuckled. My balls tingled as sweet little Faith trotted over and hugged Nell, a ‘hi Mr P for me, and chatted about her day briefly before trotting inside with a couple of equally tasty friends.

I was sitting such that my back was half on to the cafe. ..... I saw Nell’s eyes widen a little, “you might want to look at that Paul” she giggled softly looking past me. ...... Legs heading out with three coffees on a tray. ....... she had undone the top two buttons on her blouse, and the bottom three and tied a knot so the hem was level with her bottom ribs. ..... and to ‘top it off’, she had rolled the waist of her skirt several times so it was on the flare of her hips. ...... the hem obviously much shorter.

“Oh Lord give me strength. ...... that girl is going to send me grey before my time” I sighed raggedly as I looked back to Nell. ...... “ahh, not just her Paul” Nell laughed softly. ...... I looked back again to see Chrissie, Nikki then Jaws. ..... dressed likewise. “Don’t make a scene Paul, you’ll do more harm than good” Nell said, grasping my hand as I made to stand, “they’re not showing anything indecent. ...... I’m sure you’ve seen plenty of girls, younger even, in the city showing way more skin than that” she chuckled, squeezing my hand a little tighter before releasing it.

“Ahh I guess you’re right. ..... but it’s the thin edge of the wedge Nell. ..... what they do next time is what concerns me” I grinned wryly. ..... “if I don’t pull them up it won’t be long and they will be serving customers in a damn thong. ...... and tassels clipped to their damn nipples” I chuckled. I thought Nell was going to piss herself, soft squealing giggles coming from her, body shaking as she half doubled over. ..... “well, would entice more fathers to share school pick-up duty. ..... and the cafe owner would benefit financially” she said, doubling over again, giggling breathily.

“I love your sense of humour Paul” she said when she got her giggles under control. ....... “humour!. ...... I was dead serious Nell, you can’t begin to imagine the torment I suffer at home with the damn cows” I chuckled.

I caught Chrissie’s eye by waving my coffee cup at her. ...... she trotted over after setting a customer’s order down. ..... “unroll your damn hem two rolls at least missy” I growled, “aww Daddy, its not showing my bits, and its cooler, pleeeaase” she begged, arm over my shoulder hugging me. ..... “well one roll missy. ...... or no more waitressing, tell the others” I ordered. ...... “thank you Daddy, love you” she grinned and kissed me on the cheek before unrolling her hem one roll and skipped off, smirking back over her shoulder as she hitched the waist higher to compensate.

“You see what I mean Nell. ..... just keep Faith away from them so she doesn’t get corrupted too” I chuckled. “You did good Paul, if you push too hard they’ll get resentful and really push the boundaries. ..... and worse, get secretive and sneaky. ...... I’ve seen it with friend’s girls” she warned me. ...... oblivious to the fact that my girls loved my cock, and the dogs’, far too much to ‘rock the boat’ too hard. Teri trotted over after Nell left with Faith, “another coffee please gorgeous. ..... are you coming home with me after work?”. ...... “please, yes. ..... same place” she breathed, blushing a little. ....... “no sweetie, you come with us when we leave, if anyone asks or comments, you’re helping me with housework because Felicity is busy ‘working’ for Moira’s parents. ..... besides, you’re old enough to go where you please.”

The girls collected their payment at the end of their half hour, bought a suitable snack, with my card, “fix your clothes now please” I asked, surprisingly they did without argument. ....... I sent them ahead as I heard Felicities’ mother call from behind. ..... turning to face her as she approached. ...... the old cow stopping a yard from me with obvious mental turmoil on her face. ..... even my eyes widened as she suddenly lurched forward and hugged me, very briefly. ..... “thank you Mr Jones” she said, turned and strode off. ‘There’s hope for the old cow yet’ I mused, chuckling to myself and headed home with my now knicker-less and braless daughters, and fuck-toy, . ....... ‘so do love the smell of young horny cunts’ I mused as I leisurely stroked Chrissie’s slimy cleft.

The girls scrambled out as I came to a stop in the garage, galloping inside, except Teri who was working my shirt off as we walked in. ..... ‘reckon if my house had a dirt floor we would be choking on clouds of dust’ I mused. ..... lusty squeals coming from out back as the on-heat bitches were bred. Teri staggered down for Rusty to breed her. ...... she had come like a fucking train on my cock before my balls had even started tightening. ...... and I had to make my own damn coffee!

“Can we start on our garden please Daddy?” Jaws called as she stood, Blaze lapping the leakage from her twat making her voice ragged. ..... I headed over after saying yes. ..... giving directions and advice. ..... surprised Legs and Chrissie knew how to make the corners square, “yeh we just learnt that in math class last week” Legs grinned. Thanks to the motorised auger I had in the shed, which I insisted on helping with just in case it jammed on a stone or such and hurt them, we got all the posts standing securely before I sent them to shower and do their homework.

Nikki scored a hundred percent for spelling as I read them out for her so she got a prize, as in a nice slow satisfying fuck from me, culminating in a squealing orgasm and a full load of cum up her guts from me. ..... another equally satisfying one after supper for Legs when I sat on the couch watching cartoons, ‘just for cuddles’. The dogs topped them all up, including Teri, in leu of dessert. ..... and a smaller load from me for Jaws when we went to bed. ..... “you’ll get yours in the morning sweetie” I said and kissed Chrissie goodnight, her and Legs snuggling into me and feel asleep quickly.

I was in the shower with Chrissie after my promised morning fuck, Legs coming in with my phone, “text message for you Daddy” she said and wrapped her arms around me to squirm her hard little tits on my chest, gurgling softly as I stepped out. ..... it was from Tim telling me he was twenty minutes away and asking if I could join him for breakfast. .... I replied with a thumbs-up. “Butts into gear girls and get breakfast started, we have a guest coming for breakfast” I ordered. ..... “is it a fun guest or a ‘we have to get dressed for guest” Legs groaned. “Reckon a ‘just wear knickers’ guest sweety” I told her and swatted her butt.

“Twenty minutes. ...... time enough to say good morning to Zeus” Legs giggled and ran out. ..... I heard her calling Nikki, Teri and Jaws, urging them to hurry if they wanted to be bred because a visitor was coming soon. “I’ll help you with breakfast sweety” I chuckled, following her down after pulling on a pair of shorts and a tee. ..... putting coffee on to brew while Chrissie donned an apron and started on breakfast. .... bacon, scrambled eggs and hash-browns. ...... Tim called, “ahhh. ...... at the address you gave me Paul, looks like someone’s house up the driveway”.

“Yes, mine Tim, come on up, breakfast is about to be served up” I told him then stepped out to check on the breeding progress on the lawn Teri slurping free just as I looked out, ‘Nikki and Legs will be cutting it fine’ I mused, the youngest girls still looking securely tied to Zeus and Cal, the two biggest knots. ..... “don’t dawdle girls, breakfast is about to be dished up” I called. I swatted Teri’s slimy ass as she trotted past me, then Jaws’ a few moments later. ..... and I turned to walk to the front door, stepping out past my truck to meet Tim as he came to a stop.

“Great to meet you Paul, appreciate the ‘heads-up’ he greeted me with a firm handshake, turning to look back, “damn nice outlook up here, a good size block too by the look”. “Yeh, I like it, a double block, eight acres. ..... no nosy neighbours looking over the fence” I chuckled. He turned back expectantly, “on a tight schedule Paul, can we?”. “Of course, come on in, the cook is just plating up” I said and gestured for him to head in as I followed. He might have caught a glimpse of Nikki’s heels disappearing up the stairs. ..... no missing Legs though, she just passing the couch. ..... squealing breathily as she tripped, rolled and regained her feet, hard ass gyrating as she bounded up the stairs, cunt and thighs glistening.

“Hurry missy, your damn breakfast will get cold” I called after her. ..... “damn cow is always pushing the boundary’s” I chuckled, Tim’s eyes following her up. “Jeezuz Paul, that’s a fucking ass to die for. ..... one of the girls you had at the club?” he breathed. “Yeh. ..... you just saw two-point-four-four million bucks go ass up on the floor” I laughed, actually three-point-five-four counting what she got the first time. “Damn, so Wallace wasn’t pulling my leg then?” he chuckled, “that sure is one lucrative little cash-cow you got Paul” he grinned. Nah Tim, it goes in their Trusts, I’ve got enough for my simple tastes” I said and ushered him to the kitchen where he propped again. .... Chrissie just setting our plates on the kitchen bench and slipping her apron off, “meet Mr Tim Chrissie”.

“Oh my, a pleasure sweety” he said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it. ..... “you girls take yours into the dining room Chrissie, we’ll eat here, got business to talk about” I told Chrissie. “Your damn breakfast is getting cold Tim” I chuckled, his fork poised before his mouth as Teri arrived, bending to pull a plate of food from the oven, then Nikki, then Jaws. ..... he got two mouthfuls in then Legs galloped in and into the laundry, coming back pulling her knickers up, “sorry Daddy, all my knickers were in the dryer”, she turned to Paul extending her hand, hi Mr, I’m Sammi”. ...... but Daddy calls me Legs” she giggled.

“Ahhh. .... nice to meet you Sammi. ..... I saw why he calls you legs” he chuckled, his eyes following her as she skipped around to get her plate, kissed me on the cheek and rolled her butt into the dining room, closing the door behind her. “I’d be happy living in a damn tent if I had a beauty like her. .... fuck, that damn ass. ...... can see why you call her Legs!!.... not that I’d kick any of them out of my bed” Tim chuckled. We ate, a little small talk.

“Grab a coffee Tim, we’ll go for a stroll while the girls can clean up and get ready for school” I suggested, stuck my head into the dining room to tell them thay could clean up when they finished eating. ..... strolling up to the tank he asked me to air my first impressions about his girls and their ‘project’. “Ah, keep in mind I’ve only been out there a couple of times with Charlie. .... ah, first a silly question no doubt, did you choose that house for their project?. “Fuck no Paul!. ..... but I didn’t try to change their minds, the best teacher is your own ‘fuckups’ in my view.

“Couldn’t agree more Tim. .... so there’s no need to tell you, generally speaking, that there’s little prospect of any kind of growth or demand down here for maybe thirty years. ...... and I know you’re not into long term rental, notwithstanding that place has some serious shortcomings. .... as for your girls. .... hard workers for sure, but to use your description. ..... their brains are in their twats. ..... Crystal not so much as Jo, which makes sense on account she’s older. ...... neither will take much heed of advice. ..... my old grandpa used to say ‘even bad advice can teach you things’ I chuckled.

“And the serious shortcomings of the property Paul, it reads ok, not that you can trust a fucking agent?” he asked. Yeh well. ...... reckon it will pay you to set aside more time today, I’ll go out there and show you after I drop the girls at school, you need to see with your own eyes to get a handle on it, until midday should be plenty” I told him, adding that I hadn’t looked over the whole hundred odd acres. He was on his phone rearranging his schedule as we walked back. ...... I stopped Tim as we walked past the shed and heard the girls chattering, looking across to see them unrolling netting for their garden. .... Legs had discarded her knickers and was bent over wrestling with a roll.

I nudged Tim and gestured to Legs, “I’ll call you back later Fred” and he ended his call. ...... “surely you can spare ten minutes to prod that Tim” I chuckled, “on the house” I grinned and called her over. ..... “you don’t need your knickers” I called as she picked them up, tossing them aside she bounded over, gurgling and taking Tim’s hand when I told her he was horny, his steps were long ones as she dragged him toward the house. She steered him to the porch couch and started getting his shirt undone and off, Chrissie catching up and got his shoes and jeans off. ..... Legs kneeling on the couch gripping the back and swaying her ass. ..... “Yesss....fuck it up me hard Mr Tim” she squealed breathily as he hammered her hard.

Twenty slams at the most. ..... a strangled ‘AAHHHGGGG” from Tim, a squealing ‘yesss pump it all up meee” from Legs. Tim pulled her upright and shuffled around to sit with her still impaled on his meat, he panting as if he’d just sprinted a hundred yards. ....... “oh jeezus darlin. .... that’s one magic tight little cunt”. ...... and Legs started gyrating her ass on his meat, Tim molesting her hard little tits. I pulled my shorts off and sat, “slow missy” I ordered Chrissie as she straddled me and impaled her drooling cunt to the balls, squirming and gurgling as she gyrated slowly on my cock.

And the other girls abandoned the netting and trotted over. ...... Jaws stepping between Legs and Tim to mash her cunt onto his face, fingers curling in his hair as he feasted on it. ...... hastening Tim’s cock to recover. ..... Legs gurgling and gyrating faster as it hardened, lifting and dropping on his meat. Emptying my balls in Chrissie’s orgasming twat, I slurped free and headed in to shower and dress. ...... poured myself another coffee and sat on the porch to wait for Tim, he was in the downstairs shower now with Nikki doing her best to resurrect his cock. ..... ‘should have slipped a pill into his breakfast’ I mused.

‘Sounds like she succeeded’ I thought five or so minutes later as I heard her lusty squeals as he slammed her up against the shower wall.

“Sweet lord Paul, how the fuck do you keep up with them!?” he grinned crookedly when he came out and flopped on the couch, still trying to catch his breath, “I do know I’m not as fit as I thought I was” he grinned crookedly. “Blue pills are a must. .... usually just my four and I rotate them two at a time each night. ..... invariably there’s an extra or three some nights and more on weekends. ..... the dogs handle the leftovers” I chuckled as Teri came out to sit on my lap, looking up at me hopefully.

“Sorry sweety I’m all done. ..... we’ve got time if you want a breeding” I said and kissed her. ..... she kissed me back hard before leaping off and trotting out to call Rex. ..... much to Tim’s interest. ...... “can I too please Daddy?” Nikki asked. “No sweety, you need to clean up and let your twat drain and get dressed for school, Teri doesn’t start work ‘til later” I said and kissed her. “You know if I heard a guy say that to a hot little darling like her, without the context, I would assume he was gay” Tim laughed.

We were twenty minutes early so I dropped them at Charlie’s, “no rush Charlie, Teri’s hankering for another reaming or two if you can get it up, see you out there later” I grinned, Tim suggested he leave his car there and ride with me so we could chat. I stopped and got out just within sight of the house, Tim climbed out, “it’s a big fucker Paul” he stated the obvious, “Yeh it is. ..... you see behind us, that wide hollow we came across. ..... not long ago we had a spell of wet weather and the town was cut in two, couldn’t cross that causeway out near the junction for nearly a week. ..... see this” I said pointing out the flood debris against a few trees nearly chest high beside the track where we stood as he came around...... “another hollow in front of us before you get up onto higher ground where the house is, no risk of it getting water through it though, the old timers generally got that right”.

I stopped again as we climbed the rise heading up to the house. ..... “I missed this the first trip out, what does this tell you Tim?” I asked, pointing to a length of forged steel held onto a very big and old tree by steel spikes, rusted badly but the words hammered into it still legible. ....... ‘FLOOD 1902’. “Old fella in town in his eighties told me the ranch was established in seventeen-sixty-one, that’s the ‘new’ ranch house built ninety-four years ago”. “Why the fuck would they build here if it’s so flood prone” Tim asked. ..... well the old fella explained that too. ..... wasn’t so bad years ago but as the town grew it slowed the flood water because it couldn’t get away quick enough, you’d know better than me in your line of work though I reckon”.

“Ahh before we go up, just so you know, Jo’s on heat for my meat. ..... I’ll leave her alone though if you say so”. ...... “Fuck the pair of the bitches stupid if you want Paul, might even fuck some common sense into them with any luck” he grinned wryly. ..... and we drove up to the house. I followed him up the steps back aways as the girls trotted out, hugging him, I was close enough to hear Jo say, deliberately louder than needed I thought. .... “gawd Daddy, why did you bring that pervert out here”. ..... she squealed indignantly and rubbed her butt when he swatted it hard. ..... “mind your fucking manners missy!” he growled. ..... “coffee and the plans” he ordered.

We sat at the big table, Tim looking over the plans while I sat opposite, the girls either side of Tim when they brought our coffee. .... “ahh, the workers were supposed to be here by now to lay the carpet upstairs, did you happen to see them anywhere” Chrystal asked, Tim glared at her over his cup as he took a sip. ..... “I sent them back to the city you silly fucking girl. ..... what kind of state would it be in after installing spas and plumbing and painting walls, tradesmen stomping about all over it. ..... jeezus its so damn basic, floor coverings are the last thing you put in for christsake!!”. ...... Jo made to speak but thought better of it and shut her mouth again.

“How much were you going to carpet?”. ...... “all upstairs” Crystal told him. ..... “what!?”. ..... the fucking bathrooms too?!. ..... “of course not Daddy, tiles for them” she squeaked as he glared. ..... “never, NEVER, be unspecific. ...... there’s some dumb fucking tradesmen getting about that would carpet a bathroom if you told them what you just told me. ..... present company excluded” he added grinning at me. “Spas. ..... tell me what where”. ..... he glanced at the plans for a moment. ..... when Jo told him, Tim rubbed his temples, sighed, snatched the brochures for the spas they had chosen when Chrystal handed the to him.

“That’s near on a fucking ton for the big one with water!. ..... the fucking engineering to support that weight upstairs will put this project in the fucking red alone!!!. ...... without the cost of the spas themselves. ..... jeeeezzzusss. ....... give me some good news PLEASE!!” he sighed raggedly and rubbed his temples again. “Ahh. ..... there’s really good water, a well and creek, ahh spring fed so permanent” squeaked Jo. ...... Tim started bumping his forehead on the table, then speaking in time with the bumps. .... and now she tells me the fuck ing insurance just tripled”.

“Public liability, these days nobody is responsible for their own fucking stupidity. ...... jeeezuz, some kid drowns in a pool with a dodgy latch and you’re fucked. ..... no fucking way you can secure a fucking creek!” he groaned. ...... tears began sliding down Jo’s cheeks. Tim stood, sighed heavily. ..... “come with me Paul” he said and headed outside, I followed and we walked down to the well for a look, then down to sit on the bank of the creek, laying back on the grass and talking about random things, then he made up his mind. ............

“Perfect playground for you and those tight little cunts Paul”.

“So is my place Tim”.

“You will get built around in the next fifteen- or twenty-years Paul”.

"My cock will probably be worn out by then Tim”.

“Was a damn good lesson for those girls I guess Paul”.

“How much Tim?”

“Twenty. ...... you keep my stupid cows until its finished, on my tab Paul.”

To be continued.............