“Ooooh India! I love that place!” she said with a smile on her face. “Yeah, I visited Delhi last year with my parents and it was so cool!” “...eah, Delhi is awesome. I’m from there actually”, I told her. “Oh cool”, she said.The bartender had come with her drinks by then so I offered to buy that round for her and her friends. She happily agreed. We took the drinks (mostly cocktails) back to her group of friends where she introduced me to everyone. I was having a hard time controlling myself from. I wasnt sure which display they meant. Five pairs of nipples were all rock hard and making tents in the thin, red, transparent, mesh swimsuits. I was glad that we were all sat down so that our pussies werent on display. After a while Karen told her boss that Ryan had told her that while we were on holiday we had formed a dance group called The English Roses, and since there were 3 of the members there perhaps we could entertain the party. Of course Ryan was in full agreement, and so were the. ..."Yes, anything you want Daddy, just please ..no spanking" I agreed quickly & tried to sit up. His hands wrapped tightly around my waist, lifting me up & forcing me to straddle His lap, facing him. I felt so open, so exposed. My panties were a thin barrier against the cold morning, but there was something different..it felt as if there was something..wet..in my panties. I squirmed uncomfortably, looking Daddy in the eyes. Suddenly, his pupils got very large and he blinked slowly, tightening. The old man stood behind her gawping at the sight in front of him, before he fell to his knees and grabbed Dee’s cheeks in his dirty rough hands. His thumbs were clearly playing over her ass hole as Dee turned to look at me.“I think he’s going to fuck me up the bum?” His head was then buried between her cheeks.“Oh yes get that tongue deep in my ass.” Pleaded Dee. “Get me wet and ready.”The old man knelt there his tongue working hard and his free hand pumping on his old cock.He raised himself up.