I told him what I saw earlier, he smiled and said it happens a lot. I asked what they were doing, he said if I come to his tent tonight he'd tell me. ...e got up and sat with the assistant scout master for a while. Before dinner we practiced our rope skills and Mr. Scott said this was the most predictive camp out so far. After dinner we went to bed. After a while I went to Mr. Scott's tent.He said to come in and lay down. I took off my clothes and went to lay down, he said the underwear too.. Bobby had driven her to the Charlotte Douglas airport where she regretfully kissed him goodbye at the entrance. The new security measures in effect since September 11th 2001had brought about a lot of changes, and being the second busiest airport in the Southeast (Atlanta the busiest), just getting to the departure lounge took much longer than expected. There were "rent-a-cops" everywhere.Vanetta resented the fact she could not spend her last moments with Bobby but understood the need. Because. I gently kissed her pussy as moan escaped her lips. I teased her pussy, flicking my tongue gently over her swollen bud, as her body twitched at the sensations. I stared at her sexy body as her chest heaved with each ragged breath. I could not believe what I was doing to my own daughter, but right then I didn’t really care; I just wanted to please her and make her feel every sensation I could give her. About then, I felt somebody remove my sweats. I was so carried away in the moment, I forgot. I knew she was upset but still proud of her for staying with what I had asked of her. I made a mental note that I owed her big time and to make it up to her soon. I thought of a family and close friend party. She would love that. Maybe she would get her train then. I did say to her maybe she could ask her dad over tonight or Sam.All of that faded some as I headed down the highway to get my daughter. It faded but I kept having this feeling of forboding from time to time. Then the thought struck.