Cathy talked to her and found out her name was Jen and she lived out in the country near by. She told us she was a freelance writer. I looked at the w...y she talked to us so confidently and the way we were hanging onto each word, and I realized we were giggly girls compared to her. And it sounded like she had a life that I would love to have.We came to the turnoff toward Jen's place and Stacy volunteered to drive her home as it wasn't that far out of our way. She had a little cabin underneath. We've also seen her and Stephanie fooling around a little, but we don't think either of them were aware that we were watching.Stephanie's a different story. I know I mentioned this before, but it's worth repeating. She's not our kid. She's not our kid. She's almost an adult. True, she's Julie's best friend and the two of them have fooled around a little, although it's pretty apparent to us that they each prefer boys. So there's some considerations there that we want to keep in mind. Even I am. My cock is bursting my jocks but I'm suddenly struck shy and I sink to my knees with my jocks still on. I look down on the pair of them and drink in Sandra's firm body. Her nipples are darkly puckered and pointed, her skin is pale and smooth over her belly and I take in the thick dark bush between her slim thighs. I cant see too much as she is sticking her bottom backwards to allow Terry entry to her. I realise that this is only the second pussy I'd seen for real! I'd had a long term girl. The inauguration day arrived. We reached the shop establishment, which was decorated by the decorators which I had hired. I was in a designer kurta. Plenty of guests had arrived, which included friends, relatives, business colleagues, etc.After some time Raadha and her daughter arrived.She was in a saree. She was looking gorgeous. She was not less than a show stopper. She was looking much more beautiful and elegant than my wife. We took plenty of selfies. All religious ceremonies took place..