Before we went on doing something else that day, like making breakfast, I wanted to know everything I could about Shaun. I asked her to tell me about ...im. “He’s a little older than us, forty two. He’s married, but they’re separated. Has three kids, two grown up and one fourteen year old that lives with her mom but stays with him quite a bit too. He’s really good looking, which I’m sure you noticed the other night and I found out he’s a fantastic lover.” “How’d you meet him?” “Well actually, it. Stacy, show us the wet spot in your panties." Stacy grinned and threw open her knees. The obvious wet spot was already large, and sure to grow if the antics continued."It looks like Jenny needs a bit to recover her senses," grinned Michael. "I've never had so much fun. No one has touched her, and she's blissed out." You did touch her," giggled Stacy, "with your lips. She's got her own lips open, waiting for their own kiss." Stacy was pointing to Jenny's twat."I want her panties. I want to suck. Jessie was still undecided whether she wanted to be fucked but I was firm about that. She had to make up her own mind and as long as she wanted to be left alone I was all for it. Because of my supportive attitude Jessie and I became close friends and I didn't make a move on her. Let's face it, I had four, count them, FOUR hot little cunts to deal with and so far I was managing well, mainly because once the girls realised that they had me on call any time of the day they began to take it. From next day onwards I kept a watch on them for a month and noted that they fucked at least 4 times a week and my father checks for the lights to be switched off in my room and exactly after an hour of that he goes to Parvathi’s room and knocks at her door and they both move to his room. I also noticed that on holiday mornings Parvathi took a lot more time than usual to clean my father’s room and he was always present in his room when she did that. Many a times at night when Parvathi was with.