I was standing there looking at the picture a long time when I noticed Frank, Victor and Eric standing beside me.“That picture is not in any that yo... sent us. Where did that one come from?” Frank asked.“I do not know. This is the first time I have seen it; I guess one of my crew took it, but I don’t remember,” I replied and then I added “I do not remember hurting as bad as that looks like it should have,” I said.After looking at that one I started over looking at the pictures of the attack to. She laid on the pillow next to me, cuddling up close. She was so quiet I thought she had fallen asleep. I carefully put my book up and placed my arm around her. Unlike her sister, she had nice big breasts. It, being nighttime, it appeared, she didn't have a bra on either.After I got up to turn off the light in the bathroom, she shuffled a little and cuddled up close again."What do you think of John Dickson?" she asked."How do you mean, Jaki?" He's kind of cute. Don't you think so?" No, I don't.. The thought of dad lying on his bed masturbating, his hand gripping his dick and groaning and cumming made me squirm in my chair. That was a weird feeling being turned on by the thought of your parent jacking off.With those strange thoughts running through my head, we finally went to bed.I tossed and turned late into the night with images of my father making love to my mother, and then with Kari and Charmie and finally my perverted little mind had me being plowed against the bed sheets as my. The guests stared to arrive so started to click away as is my norm, believe you me there were some stunning women of all nationalities. As the evening progressed I was mingling quite happily when I caught sight of a rather delicious looking Indian lady wearing a rather short red dress with plunging neckline, and hell did she have a great figure.She had noticed that I was staring at her and gave me a cheeky smile. I worked my way over to her and started clicking away, as she saw what was.