What made things even worse was, since his father had left us when Paul was just in middle school, I had become his mom, dad, mentor, teacher, and whe... I could… friend. And now here he was… a high school student with the intelligence of a college professor, and the social graces of a cloistered monk. I tried to get him to meet friends, to go hang out, to ask a girl on a date… but he had no interest in those things… or they scared him to death. Instead, he immersed himself in books and the. The musk of her aching, dripping pussy caught his attention right away, and Buster made a bee line to her, tongue lolling out of his head. "Uh Oh," she thought. She had meant to lead Buster upstairs for more deranged animal fucking, but it appeared he wanted to start right here in the living room. Her indecision soon left her as Buster's tongue found her clit and started to swirl around it. She sank down onto the couch, her pussy lips bulged out at perfect level. Buster was licking her. Chip chose to sit in the back of the Bentley with his mother, where he spent most of the journey with her arm around his shoulder. Barbara was sitting in such a way that I could see her face in the rear view mirror and whenever I caught her eye she smiled.Back at the hotel I accompanied Barbara and Chip up to their suite. Bruce hadn’t yet returned so I waited until he arrived back. The family made their familiar greetings and then Chip gave his father a report of everything that he had done. "Hey there sexy" he whispered in my ear. I relaxed slightly."Hi Nate."He chuckled. "Gave you a bit of a scare did I?" His hands were roaming mywet body not, slick with soapy water. I nodded, my heart was still racingfrom the initial panic."What are you doing here?"He rubbed his body against me more. "Isn't it obvious?" Nathan and I werenever alone, it was always the three of us, or me and Gwen."Um, Nate, Gwen's not here." Shhh. I know. But I also know how needy you are." He moved his.