Mark lost track of time at the hotel bar as he watched what ever sport that was on the bar tv and had a few beers. After a few hours, Mark headed bac... to the room.He opened the door and stepped in to find his daughter Katie and Becki dressed to the nines. Becki had on a red skirt and top outfit, that showed off her flat firm stomach and accentuated her tits. Katie had on a snug black dress that was low cut in the back down to the small of her back and had high splits up the side of the dress. “Take out?” I questioned.“Yes, take out!” she hissed, pointing at my cock.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You want me to take my cock out?” I questioned again.“Yes,” she replied emphatically. “Touching, touching.”She grabbed my hand and held it against her tit. Then in quick order, she dropped my hand, lifted her sweater, pulled down her flimsy bra, (so she DID have a bra!) gave me a quick glance, grabbed my hand and pulling it under her sweater, placed it right back again on her soft,. . I want her to come here." She'll be disappointed." Who cares what she thinks ... who's the master?"Lisa giggled. "You are, sir." That's better, and don't forget that! I'll deal with you later." Is that a promise, sir?" She laughed and hung up.The doorbell rang just before noon, as I was washing up my lunch dishes. I pushed the intercom button. "Yes ... who is it?" Roxanne ... uh ... sir." Who is it?" ... Your slut, master." Come in slut, and leave your blouse and skirt on the hall tree,. The odor gave me another instant erection.I wanted to take her thong home with me and smell it every night as I masturbated to the idea of fucking her. I didn't want to stick it in my pocket because I thought it might be visible. I decided I would just wear it until tomorrow so no one would see it. Once I put the thong on I realized this wouldn't work because my stiff dick wouldn't stay inside the thong; my cock stuck out the side. I tried to find a solution. and I decided to masturbate so that.