"My daughter and I have to talk and it's not a conversation you will listen to." Yes sir."Once she was gone, I could clearly smell the scent of arousa...l in the air – my daughter was as wet as any little submissive I'd ever taken. For the moment, I chose to ignore her condition."You know, Daddy, I've always envied you your ability to train sluts," Meredith said, managing to almost completely hide the quiver in her voice. "No matter how hard I work, mine still seem to hold out some measure of. She came over and sat beside me.Then I felt her hand gently soothing my back; before slowly moving up to my neck, where her fingers lightly massaged; easing the tension from my body.“How’s that honey’?” she asked softly.“That’s real good mom,” I replied, in a near whisper.Linda’s hand eased down my back and began exploring further, first down my spine to the small of my back, and then beneath my arms and then stopped.I held my breath; and I sensed she also was holding her breath.Then her hands. Anita suddenly looked at him to see what’s wrong. Sanjay then realized the situation he was too shy to stay there. He rushed to his room. Anita guessed there might be wrong with him after all she was an experienced woman. She hesitated to think that her hubby’s brother is thinking about having sex with her. But it also thrilled her that other than her husband getting turn on by her. She went in her bedroom lie down on the bed. She was getting horny. Thinking about Sanjay what he might be doing. ” We were again reduced to possessions. I was beginning to understand why my mother wouldn’t have wanted her daughter raised like this.When the old men were finished eating, they finished their beers and called me over to settle their tabs. I did a lot of smiling and ‘Yes, Sir’ing and collected their payments.When I returned to the table with everyone’s receipt they all yelled, “Tips, boys!” as if they were reminding each other not to be rude.One man with a beard rubbed my clit for about 30.