"He loudly answered, "You do it. Silly girl. I am tired." What is this?? Am I your servant or what?"While rummaging through his suitcase, I came acros... an electric massager. I gesticulated t him why need that? He whispered back, "I need it for some reason, I will tell you later. Just put it way."I looked at him and gesticulated to him to get up and bolt the door. Mintu walked across the room and bolted the door softly. And then stood near the bolted door and continued gazing at me.I looked up. I saw her body responding to his touch, becoming highly sexually aroused with him. Some videos continued to arrive. The sex session looked frenetic, lots of different positions, both moaning and talking constantly, encouraging each other, almost daring each other to fuck harder, faster, quicker. Then the videos stopped. Nothing more during at least thirty minutes… After another ten minutes my phone showed a new single image, which told me they were finished. Anita was lying on the bed,. I was trying to unbutton my shirt and get my bra off but I was too drunk and gave up.Suddenly I felt a sensation I hadn't felt before. He was running his tongue along my perineum and getting closer to my no-no spot with every lick. There was a part of me that wanted him to stop, I wiggled a little to let him know I wasn't comfortable....but there was another part of me, the drunk side of my brain, that was telling me to relax and enjoy the ride. I had to admit, it felt good. He was doing the. His big thing was spitting streams of white stuff! There were three big spurts of stuff and Daddy shot it all over the bathroom counter. So much stuff!! I was so hypnotized by what Daddy was doing I forgot my silence and let out a small gasp. Immediately I covered my mouth, I saw Daddy stop and look toward the door? Did he hear??? Quietly but oh so quickly I got to my feet and scurried back into my bedroom without making a sound. Just as I was quietly click-shutting my door I heard the bathroom.