Aliya realized again abouthow they - everyone involved from the Emir on down - were playing gameswith this poor girl's heart and soul. This poor devou... worshipper ofAllah who was so trusting but was forever being led into deeper anddeeper caves from which she would never be allowed to escape."Daima," Aliya said, trying to calm her sister. "I will put my hijabback on so you will not feel out of place." Aliya," Daima sobbed. "Please answer my questions! Is Baba... not myfather?" Of course I am. Once again she dismissed the thoughts from her mind although lying in bed that night she played with herself and it was David she was imagining lying between her legs.The next morning Helen announced she was off into the village to do some shopping and although Rose offered to go with her, she insisted she stay at the house to relax. However Caroline also seemed quite keen to go so the two of them cycled off leaving her and David at the house. David looked quite disappointed as Caroline. Once more, he massaged his now limp dick, relishing and revelling in his antics. He watched in the mirror as he caressed his own body, exploring the beauty of it, glorying in the after bask of sexual satisfaction. He picked up the green pants, now soaked, sniffing them, inhaling the stale starch smell of the soaked material. Flicking out his tongue and licking the soaked cum covered material. He then used the pants to massage his cock.With alarm and great excitement he felt his dick begin to. "Don't use it all up" I advised. "Your hungry daughter might want some too." I added with a laugh."Oh God" she cried out. "What am I doing?" You're being my slut" I replied. "I'm giving you what you need and you're giving me what I want. And right now, I want to cum."I leaned in a bit more and she slowly relaxed her ring and even pushed out a bit."That's it, you slut" I encouraged "Open that nasty hole and take me in."Milk was now spraying from her right nipple and I was just about all of the.