It contained details for the evening’s meeting with Mr. Kukreja. I sat near the dining table and opened the envelope. It was from Daniel.It said, �...Hi Slutty Secretary, this package contains things you will need for tonight with Mr. Kukreja. He might be joined by his business partner Mr. Rashid. So use your sluttiness and the stuff I sent to the fullest and seal the deal.”I opened the shopping bag, it had a nice lingerie set in black, and above knee length, off-shoulder, one-piece party wear in. She is always wet…just thinking of me makes her wet, but she was seriously wet now. Soon she was drinking cum again. She let a small amount escape her mouth and I licked it from her chin. And there was movement in the booth on the other side of us again. It was getting busy. Good.This time she didn’t have to stroke the hole. I believe he was watching us and waiting. His cock poked through right away and was hard already. Trish began to suck this one into her mouth again. I grabbed the. I would try to pull away or to avoid him but it didn't stop him. He's my Dad, geez. And he started tucking me in at night.The tucking in was the bravest he became, taking my covers wherever they were and making sure he ran his hands over my breasts as he pulled my covers up to my neck. If the covers were already up around my chest he would make sure he grabbed them on my tits so he could get a good feel all the time pretending like neither of us noticed what he was doing to me. At first he. Michael saw shock cross her face and then she said, “I thought it was rum.”“That is a daiquiri slave. See you can drink tequila,” he told her and at her head shake he added, “Yes you can, because I will control you or you will suffer my wrath.”“No please Master…” she began.He squeezed her pussy again and growled in her ear, ‘Yes you will and you will not argue with me. Remember what happened Friday when you argued?” She nodded yes, “I will double that if you do it again.”He slipped a finger in.