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"What is what? Did you eat something bad on the plane?" The evasion sounds thin to my ears.
"That. . . I dunno. . . image. I saw some people, and—" She covered her mouth in shock. "Oh my. . . Dad! He was naked, and it looked like he was. . ." She trails of, and I knew what she had seen. Our father nude, he was standing with his cock somehow parallel to the ground sawing his hips back and forth. If I had seen the present, then he is currently fucking someone, and I know he isn't in his office, or at home.
"Let's get your bags. We need to go," I told my older sister rather brusquely. I've gotten a chance to catch my father, and I'm going to use it.
"Wait, hold on. I don't understand," Loveth complains, but I ignored her as I manhandle her baggage onto a cart.
"Careful with that, there are gifts in there," she whines about my rough treatment of her stuff.
