Her boobs and ass are in great shape and size. Mom mostly wears saree. At night, mom wears nighty, sometimes without a bra.So, coming back to the stor...y. It was a regular day in November. I took leave for my cousin’s marriage. And we were travelling to Gujarat for attending the marriage. My dad left us there since he could not manage to get sufficient leaves. So, he went back to Mumbai.Mom and I were staying there for another 4 days. The wedding preparation was going on. The mehndi function was. Kerry has left to catch the train and Julia and I are heading home. Itry to engage her in conversation but she ignores me. I take a deepbreath and wait for the battle ahead. As we climb the stairs to ourfront door she gets ahead of me. I can't climb stairs too fast in theseskin-tight jeans and I am frustrated Julia wont slow down for me. By thetime we get through the door we are both in a mood."OK," says Julia, I can see she trying to keep calm. For some reason itis making me even madder, "What. ." He mumbles thoughtfully, knowing she will hear it. "Not today though, some other time... Right now... I want you to be able to speak... mmm... no to beg actually...” On his face a wicked grin appears. "Oh yes, I will make you beg for it..." He repeats. "Won't you darling?" He asks her teasingly. "Yes... I will..." She replies softly. "Yes what...!?" He asks. "Yes my Prince!" She corrects herself. "Now that's my good girl right there... Now make sure you’ll stay his good girl."He grabs hold. A few were almost as good as the initial couple. At the end we let the crowd decide several questions, who was the prettiest, who had the best tits, who had the best ass, and which couple put on the best show. Jasmine was the winner of all four questions.I told my girls to put their shorts back on and that there were more T-shirts to make up for the ones that they had tossed into the audience. Some of the girls wanted their panties back too also so I handed them twenty-dollar bills and mentally.