Well I see my friends parents and they hug and kiss each other. They always mention how some nights theyre alone at home because their parents are out... together, like on a date he answered seriously. I never see you and dad do that stuff. Any of that stuff, not even holding hands. At least not for a long time. Even now, my son surprised me with just how smart and observant he was. I wouldnt feel too guilty for your father I said, nodding my head out the window. Chris walked up next to me to. The term “bikini cut” flashed through my mind at about a million miles an hour, followed by the argument that a classic bikini cut didn’t remove all the hair, but then it didn’t matter because I couldn’t think of anything except gazing at her loveliness.“Uncle Bob?”My eyes finally went up to her face and some measure of control came back into my body. The look on her face was one of teenage angst, the kind I’d seen more than once when she was trying on a new outfit or a change in hair style and. She shoves her pussy in his face and rubs her soaked panties all over his face telling him she wants his tongue and cock. He stands up and starts passionately kissing her both of them moaning as he starts running his hands all over her breast, ass and panties. She then starts rubbing his cock through his jeans. He goes to take it out and she stops him and tells him he has not been teased enough yet, then tells him to finish. So while he finishes everything she is really getting hot putting. She looked at me, smirked, shook her head, and pushed me back down.“You know, we can’t just tell you everything.” Shani pointed out. “It’s not only easier to show, you won’t get shit if we don’t. Let’s take the tour. Olivia’s at The Strip. Why don’t we all get dressed up and--”“Nah, don’t be silly!” Ellie interrupted. “No sense getting fancy. We’re not going to want to bang around The Strip until supper anyways. Let’s just go out there. There’s lots to see! It’s not like he wants to start with.