I didn't even know where they lived anymore.I had cleaned up after myself when I heard a horn out front. Looking out, I saw Mark pulling up to the por...h. I made sure everything was turned off, set the alarm, and locked the door before I went to the car. The ride to the airport went by pretty quick because Mark was telling me all about the lakes and the beautiful country that I was going to see. He probably thought it would discourage me, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. Now I was. She then leaned over and dropped her head between his legs. She took his shaft and licked from his big balls all the way up his shaft. She squeezed tight once she got to his mushroom head and a drop of pre-cum oozed out the slit. She took her tongue, swirled around the leaking head and engulfed his dick into her mouth. I positioned myself behind her and pulled her panties down. I looked down at her ass, spread her cheeks and dove my tongue right into her asshole. I swirled it round probing. He then slipped his hands inside my panties and started touching my pussy.I held him tightly. He said, “If you don’t want mummy papa to find out about this then just do what I tell you to.” After saying this he grabbed my hand and took me to our father and said, “Papa, Ragini is not feeling well so I am going to take her to the hotel.”Our father didn’t ask much and gave him the key. So he took me to the room and then pushed me to the bedroom very forcefully. I started crying and said, “Bhaiya. But these are not work clothes, more like party clothes. Wehave never met socially before so I wouldn't know." Well, take my word for it. I never wear clothes like these. It is justone of dad's fantasies. No, it is shorts and sweatshirts for me. Youare welcome to borrow the skirts and blouses." Have a heart, Diane. I would look ridiculous in skirt and blouse." Well, you are hardly in a position to argue. It was your fault that welost all our clothes. This is the least you can do to make up for.