But...Daddy and I got cleaned up and went to the mall. He got himself a new pair of black jeans and a new button down shirt. We went from store to s...ore looking for the perfect "fuck me" dress. One of the last stores we went into, had one in the display windo that caught his eye. It was a shiny purple, silky dress. The neck line was low, the skirt was short and had a slit up the thigh. I tried it on. Daddy licked his lips as he saw my nipples poking through. I took my bra off, knowing. No ladies ever wore jeans or trousers when out socially.Martha told me not to be too friendly with the visitors. I was not sure what she meant. I circulated like everyone else and although some of the men were clearly not quite right in the head, I had no problems. I got talking to an elderly gentleman called Michael. He told me a little about his rather sad life. Also, he was in a wheelchair.After talking to him for several minutes he whispered to me, "I need a cigarette can you push me out. “Oh, sweetheart, you’re so wet!” he said, and slipped two of his fingers into her dripping slit.Calli humped her cunt against his head. “My cunt is wet and horny for you, Daddy!”Carter held his breath as Calli reached in between them and undid his jeans. She reached in and pulled out his cock. She smoothed her fingers over it and smiled. “It’s so big, Daddy! I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long!”“Daddy’s going to get his little sweetheart so good,” he replied, and positioned her so she was right. And Mrs. Burton, but not in the way he assumed, when mum squeezed my hand."That sounds nice, what is it?"He could hardly contain his excitement."We've just been voted hotel of the year for the tenth year running and to celebrate, the owners have arranged a top class cabaret in the lounge, all after dinner drinks are on the house as well as pre-dinner champagne." Who's the cabaret?" I asked. His reply made me smile, it was a well-known actor from one of Britain's top television soap operas who'd.