Well – THAT didn’t sound like I was in as much trouble as I thought! “Yeah sure – what’s up”? “… got a problem … we’re due to go o...ut to her ‘works do’ this evening, and my Mum was going to baby-sit …. but she’s not feeling well, and can’t make it … any chance YOU could look after the girls for a few hours while we’re out”?Oh My God … this is a minefield! … HE trusts me – BUT I’ve just fucked BOTH of his daughters, the older one wanting me as her SEX-SLAVE! … and now he wants me to ‘baby-sit’. She had come in the afternoon. When I got back from my work place I saw Nibha there. She got up from the sofa and greeted me with very charming smiles. I was pleased to see her. I took my bath and joined them in the drawing room. We started chatting. When my wife went to the kitchen to bring some snacks and coffee. I was left with Nibha only in the room to talk. Nibha was in salwar and kurti. She had readjusted herself in the sofa and let her chunni rest through her neck. It was nice to see. The spinners spun, and soon the big one stopped on Abby with no surprise. As the small,ones came to rest, Donna's pointed to nipple, as she watched Abby's settle on pussy. Donna grinned like a horny school girl.She quickly stood and removed the nightgown, tossing it aside. Abby knew what was expected, and she laid back on the arm of the couch and spread her legs wide, resting one leg on the back of the couch. Donna crawled between her legs, supported her perfectly shaped right breast with her. And yet here he was. Unable to resist indoctrination.Unable? No. Unwilling was the better word. He no longer wanted to be freed. He never wanted to have to think for himself again. It was much more pleasant just to serve.His cock was already rock hard again and the pleasant tugging in his loins had given way to hot arousal. The bathrobe had massive problems hiding his hard-on, but that was no problem. After all, Alfred was in town at this hour to run the usual errands. But he had rejoiced too.