But when I told her that it is all for the welfare of our daughter, the money which we save today is for our daughter tomorrow, I saw a change in her ...ind. I got very happy.The next day was a lovely Saturday, and Sunil had told them before that he will be having lunch from their home on that day. My wife had completed cooking the lunch when the owner knocked our home. She opened the door and invited him to the hall and asked him to wait. She told him that she has to take a bath and after that. For the kids, it was similar. When Mandy was horny and it wasn't a time she could satisfy that with Jack, her dad was right there. And when Jack needed release and couldn't get it with Mandy, his mother had already agreed to help him.To use another analogy ... it was a train wreck.That wreck happened in slow motion, though.It started when Mandy went to give her father a good night hug and kiss. He was in his bedroom, wearing his PJ bottoms and nothing else. He enfolded her in his arms and. "I give really great foot rubs," he assured her while boldly reaching down to firmly grab her right ankle to pull her foot up, and onto his lap. My wife kept her foot right where he had placed it. Feeling emboldened, he slowly undid the buckle on her heel, and slid her shoe off. My wife let out a little moan of approval. She seemed happy to be airing out her foot. He started rubbing his thumbs into her soles, and moving from her heel up to her pads. My wife looked over at me, and I smiled back.. Mistress sat at the workbench and commanded me to get onto my knees beside her as she began ***********ing her equipment. Bell was quietly crying, looking into my eyes as if I could help her escape from whatever was about to happen.“She knows what’s about to happen.” Mistress Smilled at Belle. “Belle is one of only three of you Sluts here that has seen this procedure performed live. Elysium and Ona being the other two. Its a… slow, process. Your transformation from pathetic disgusting Man to.