My Dad was in the yard, too, weaving some baskets. He had on some shortsbut, otherwise, was barefooted and bare-chested. My mother was somewherein the...house attending to things of the house. At one point, I caught aglimpse of my father going into the old chicken house that had been turnedinto a shed. It wasn't more than 20 feet from me. He closed the door. Ithought that was odd. Inquisitive, I walked over and opened the door.There sat my father with his shorts down to his ankles, legs. After having a great time, they told me to come tomorrow at their place for lunch. They stay in Kalyani Nagar. I said okay. I was very excited as well as nervous because it was my first threesome. Next day I got ready and went to their place with a bottle of wine. The couple welcomed me with a hug. We all settled down and had our lunch. She made paneer tikka masala and chicken wings which were very delicious.During this, Rupali was constantly looking at my dick and I was getting turned on due. .......................The car picks us up and takes us to the stables -- we get kitted out --- neither of us have a bra or panties so to see each other in jodhpurs and white blouse is very erotic -- I smooth my hand over my mound in front of Cathy and my god how good does that feel !!!!She does exactly the same --- a huge grin on her face!!! Wendy can I ask a question -- sure -- did you get wet when we used to ride years ago --- Cathy my pussy was dripping!!!! But I used to wear panties. “Incidentally, Tracy converted for Dad and Gina got baptized and confirmed just like me. I visited her family’s church once. It gave me the creeps. Seriously. All that phony warmth and those plaster smiles. Hypocrites, you could just tell from the syrupy crap that they tried to spoon feed everyone. Our relationship was always tense, as you might imagine. It couldn’t have been easy for her, being stepmother to a boy only seven years her junior, after so long of a single father. Then again, she.