They were having a conversation as if I did not even exist. After she ordered a sandwich and began sharing our pitcher of beer she said to my master.... I’m having a private party tomorrow and would like to know if I can have him for the night? Without hesitation or even looking at me my master said sure, what time? She said seven would be good and continued to eat. They continued their conversation until we were finished then we all left.When we got outside my master talked to me for the. While driving down to home my daughter had her hands on my thighs throughout and it was one of the most difficult journeys back home in my entire life. She was welcomed with lot of love and affection in the house and all the relatives were there to see her and meet her. As always she was accommodated in her room (what an irony for married daughter) which was adjacent as well as inter connected to our room. She was so mesmerized with her room and all the welcome cards that she again ran to me. Her hips swayed which drew attention to her tight, nicely rounded ass. The guys followed her around the house and groaned when they saw all the trees and plants needing to be planted. “Awe come on fellas,” Meg cooed, “there is a lunch and swimming in it for ya.” As the morning wore on and the sun rose higher, Ben and Matt shed their shirts. “Oh damn,” Meg thought, watching their muscles ripple in the sun. William was fit for his age, but he rarely touched her these days. They had married after. Funny how I remember it after all these years, or maybe not since the sex scenes made me jerk off more times than I can count.I remember the first girl I ever saw naked. A farm I lived and worked on was back in the hills. Up behind the farm was an old pond dug out by logs let loose from a dam above a hundred years ago during logging. She was the neighbor girl from a farm a mile down the road who came to swim too. I was already in the water when she rode up, got undressed and came in. Long story.