”“Yes, Missy. She’s a friend of a friend.”Almost on cue, Missy and Pete joined the circle. As they did a short blond pulled my cute suitor awa....“Pete, you remember my cousin Jenni.” Pete certainly did and said hello. Pete gave me a quick once-over, a wink, and then whispered something into Missy’s ear before heading to the keg.“He said I did an incredible job. You look really, really cute. Oh, and by the way, the guy’s name is Larry,” she said motioning to my newfound friend. “You should go. After we had been together, it became apparent to Barb that she cared for me and that I would be a good father, but she did not want to move from Japan and did not want the kids raised in the US. So I was told that I was just a sperm donor and nothing else was required of me.However Keri and Barb took steps to ensure that should anything happen to Barb that I would be revealed as the father and I would become their custodial parent and her sole. So she told me that she did not want me in their. I watched as the edginess slipped from her face.The not-blonde stepped between Cindy and me and draped her arms over both our shoulders. "Sorry kids, gotta keep up appearances so the vultures will remain at bay," she said in a tone low enough that only Cindy and I could hear her. She dropped her hands to our tits and let her finger dangle over our nipples. She didn't do anything, but to a casual observer it looked like she was. I looked at Cindy to see her reaction, and when she seemed. I was invited to the wedding of course, and I had to sit through the reception watching them dance and kiss. On the up side I did get off with her ugly younger sister Ruth, no that's not fair either, she was just not as pretty as the bride. She did have a nice body on her as I found out in the cloakroom later in the evening. I think weddings get some girl's juices going, for as soon as I was kissing her, her hands were all over me, pulling my zip down and getting my hard cock out. If she was a.