You figured out the mystery and set up a trap to catch the bad guy, just like in the show.”I couldn’t deny that ... it HAD been exciting. Still: �...�You aren’t my bro, guy.”He glanced over at Demie and back to me. “She’s my sister, so you’re my bro-in-law, right? We’re family, bro.” He winked at me.“What’s he talking about?” I asked Demie.She rolled her eyes. “Well, you know how a marriage contract is supposed to be until you die? A deal with a demon’s forever. After you kick it, you’ll be in Hell. On the day of departure, we met at the airport we were chatting and flirting like we normally did and I thought to myself “I wonder if anything is going to happen?” As it turned out Julia was thinking exactly the same. Just before we went through passport control, Julia linked arms with me and whispered “why don’t we leave our normal lives here and pick them up when we get back”. The way she said it and the way she affectionately squeezed my arm made it pretty clear what she meant, and without. They were drinking. Then they offered me a drink, but I refused.Bhabhi then made me sit on the bed. Her sister Moni opened her long t-shirt and sat near me. She was in bra and panty. Immediately, I started kissing her. She opened my t-shirt and I opened her bra and panty.She opened my pant and came on top of me and sat on my lap. I started fucking her. Bhabhi was at the back watching us and getting naked. Then bhabhi came and sat beside me and I inserted my finger in her pussy.I lied in the bed. He told me to grab his waist line and slowly pull down his shorts. With my fingers in his waistband, I looked up into his eyes, asking again "Please Mr. Stanton I'm not gay"."Ssh.. boy.. neither I'm I Call me daddy"He takes hold of my wrist and slides them down, forcing his underwear down, the whole time staring into my eyes with a smug look that tells me he knows he has control.I don't break eye contact with him as his underwear is slowly pulled down over his now fully erect cock. When.