I thought that you’d be ... older,” the man grinned at me as I got into the van with my stuff ... wait, who does valet driving with a VAN?“I hea... that a lot, mostly because I’m loaded,” I shrugged, “you are?”“Marten De Groot. Nice to meet you. That’s Marten with ‘e,’ not with an ‘i.’ I’m Belgian, Flemish to be precise. My wife, Nicole, is a Walloon, a Francophone Belgian. Hence part of why we’re here in America. Nobody here gives a crap about the old feuds that way. Our lovely daughter,. He kissed and sucked and chewed her tits as others watched them. They watched as he sucked and pulled the round nipples. He put his hand under her short skirt and rubbed her pussy thru the skimpy thong as he continued to suck her tits. She spread her legs and he pushed a finger up under her thong. His finger found her slit and he ran the tip over her and then back to the clit. He took the clit between two fingers and rubbed and pinched till she was moaning. He then told her,"Lets get these. He stood next to Cara, but I noticed that they did not hold hands—not that I was paying them much attention.I knew that I was prejudiced, but I thought in that instant that Sara was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. She also wore a full length gown in a shade of off-white silk. Like her twin, she carried a matching bouquet. Playing his part to the hilt, Dad kissed Sara’s cheek as he passed her hand to mine. I was ready to get started, but first Sara wanted to greet my mom and meet my. He said, now come with me to the house I have something for you. He continued, pulling me by the arm to the house. Once inside, he pulled my bedroom door open, I couldnt believe that I had been so stupid that I left my door unlocked from the outside. Take of your dress, he commanded. I froze not wanting to do this, knowing that I would be fully naked if I did this. Seeing my obvious discomfort, he chuckled. He slapped me over the bum twice, making me wince in pain as he did so. I said take off.