. I don't want to talk about it right now. But I did not lie to you. My daughters and I have not made love. We've held each other, and after Scott die..., we spent a lot of time holding each other and crying ourselves to sleep, but I've never touched them in that way. Never." Something still seems wrong when you talk about it." Sighing, "I don't want to discuss this any more right now, though."Both women tried to snuggle with him, but he gently shrugged them off. "I'm going to put on some work. The food is getting cold and I am getting hot."Two girls got up then the other ones followed. One tripped and fall looking at me instead of her path.Sandra came over now for a kiss of her own and I stopped her. "If you do this then the rest here have to have a kiss too. Then the ladies upstairs need to have theirs. The food will be cold." Ok, but they better eat fast."The table was used only for the food and even a side table had to be used. A phone call interrupted this so I picked it up and. I was having one of those masturbation sessions where you are always on the edge and lacking that something that gives you the impetus to trip you over the edge and into an orgasm.My eye fell on the small Thai Silk dress I had bought at a small boutique at the airport, like the one she wore in the movie, when the driver eased her panties off, and I went over and pulled it on over my head and felt the soft material mould onto my curves with the hemline barely covering my ass cheeks, as I twisted. I could see my wife’s head going front and back with ecstasy. The interesting thing to see was that while doing the massage Karan had a huge bulge in his pajamas but since my wife’s eyes was closed she could not see it. I was super excited to see this scene of a stranger playing with my wife’s boobs and my wife loving it.Karan played his oily hands nicely on her boobs and then removed it. My wife took a pause and I think felt relaxed. Now Karan took some more oil and started massaging her.