They both kissed her good night."And what," Steve asked when they were again in the living room, "do Mommy and Daddy do when their kids are tucked in?... They check their watches because the four-year-old is going to want a glass of water in five minutes." That wasn't really true of Amy, though, and Shannon didn't mind spending the time kissing, so long as that was all they did. They broke to put Amy's books back on her shelf, but ten minutes later Shannon was lying down with Steve kissing her.. .. for me?" she asked."Yes, honey. I wanted to be sure you were all right. I wanted to be here in case you needed me again," he said.Christy was touched by his sacrifice. Bill wasn't exactly a young man and sleeping on the couch had to be uncomfortable at best. Giving up his big soft bed to sleep on the couch with nothing but a thin blanket was very sweet of him. She came back around the corner into the dining room... and this time she wasn't covering herself!"Uncle Bill, I want to thank you. ."Her face brightened immediately, and I felt happy just by causing such a smile to appear on that beautiful face."Oh, thank you!" she said. "I thought it was just me who was a bitch!"I shook my head. "No, you are not. Or maybe you simply are my kind of bitch? Ouch!" I said as she pinched me again, looking mock angry."Please, no more pinching. I would like a kiss instead." A kiss?" she said happily, smiling again."Yes, please!" A kiss?" she repeated, getting up and straddling me. Her rump was. I said, “It’s okay, good boy.” to reassure him. At this point I knew he was ready for the next step. I got up on the bed lying on my back with my hips hanging over the edge of the bed with my legs spread and pulled up to my big full breasts. He looked at me nervously then started to move towards my crotch and started to sniff again. I said, “Good boy, lick, lick.” He started to lick and lick and bet deeper and deeper. Soon he was burying his muzzle into my sloppy cunt and growling as his.