I wasn't so convinced; I had noticed that Brent was becoming, well, not exactly rebellious towards me, but perhaps a little flippant and dismissive, e...specially at times like this when I tried to lay down any rules. But I reasoned that it was to be expected in a young man his age, and there was no way I was going to miss a night of randy hotel sex with my wife over this, so we got in the car and off we went, leaving the house at the mercy of the band of loud, energetic teenagers.As it turned. Moments later, she returned with a plate of waffles and a bottle of maple syrup. She slid them across the table to him. Randall looked down at his plate and was puzzled. "Where's the chicken?" he asked. "That's what I'd like to know," she replied. "Whip it out and let me get a taste." "What?" he said, acting oblivious to her request. "I don't understand." "Don't be selfish," she said. "I gave you waffles, now you give me something yummy to nibble on." Randall gulped. He looked around the. ‘We’ll have to be careful for the next few days,’ she said. ‘Your Uncle Dave will be home tomorrow.’ Uncle Dave. Tommy went cold inside. He hadn’t thought much about his uncle, who hadn’t been home since he arrived at his aunt’s house. Karen sensed her nephew’s anxiety and kissed him gently. ‘Don’t worry, Tommy,’ she said, ‘Your uncle probably won’t be home long. And when he leaves again…’ She gave the young man a smile that made his cock lurch. ‘Ah…I’ll see you later, Aunt Karen, I-I…um… have. "She looked up at him and smiled back. She then looked over at Bobby, and while looking in Bobby's eyes she answered Dave's question. "Yes. I'm ready."Dave looked over at his friend and raised his eyebrows in a silent question. Bobby smiled at Sammy, looked back to Dave, and gave an almost imperceptible nod.Julie's coke fueled mind was confused by the interplay that had just occurred, but she refused to let it bother her. "All right then!" She threw a leg over Bobby and grasped his cock to hold.