Mostly, she ignored them and made to leave.One of the men poured some of his beer over Helen’s tits so that ‘Good Old Rigs’ could lick off the l...quid from her tits. Helen suddenly wasn’t too sure about that. She tried to dismount but one guy pushed her back into the straddle she’d been in.Kellie turned to Dave and said, “That’s bad. The guys are not supposed to touch the lap dancers, let alone lick their breasts and push them onto one of their friends. I’d better go over there. Helen looks. Heavens no. She is always strong, and yet she is a scared little girl again. She slides her hand over his chest and cuddles there for a moment listening to his heart beating. It is fast, and slightly irregular. She kisses his neck and squeezes his sides a little to reassure him that everything is fine. Soon the kisses turn into soft bites, then a little more than soft. A small moan escapes his lips and she backs off a little. Her only job is to get him turned on, nothing more, he is supposed to. When Eric started programming the “borrowed” daughters for the seductions of their own fathers, he found that it was extremely, almost comically easy, to turn on the daughter’s so-called Electra Complex or “Electra Drive”, as Sharon and Monica termed it now, with hypnosis. It seemed that all little girls just naturally, almost beg, for the chance to supplant dear old Mom and be fucked by Daddy Dearest. The hard tricky part of their conditioning, Eric found, was making her loyal to Eric himself. Now I’m all she’s got. But back to the fucking smile, what the hell was up with that? Damn I can’t stand her. Oh I don’t know why she fronting, she know she loves me… right? ‘Hey calm down April’ I said a little irritated. April was laying there crying her heart out. Not just regular tears and all. I mean her body shaking and trembling. She was constantly taking deep gasp of breath. Damn I’m hungry. ‘Hey April why don’t you take your ass in the kitchen and finish crying, while you make me.