”She babbled on about what she did that night with her friends said she had drank close to a dozen shooters and around half a dozen beers.She talked...almost all the ways to her moms place.She said “Uncle I think you better stay here the night it was still snowing heavy.I agreed and phoned the wife told her I made it to her sister place and I decided to stay the night because the roads were very slippery.While I was on the phone Missy plopped down on the couch next to me and gave me a hug and. She reached out and started playing with his cock and balls. His dick was still not hard.She told him she understood and there was nothing to be ashamed of. If he did not fuck her tonight he would next time.She continued to fondle his dick and he was watching me like a hawk.He hesitatingly reached out and started fondling her tits. With no "bad" reaction from either me or her he started feeling her pussy and putting his fingers in her.Frank was beginning to realize this was real. He was going. “Oh, God, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, I—” “It’s okay,” I interrupt. “I’m glad you asked me. In fact, having confessed this to someone has made me feel better. And I thank you.” Amanda smiles uneasily. As we sit in silence, Daniel Stevens, Matt’s geeky co-star, waves to Amanda. She rolls her eyes and says, “You’ll have to excuse me. His highness needs me.” I nod empathetically. I resent Amanda for bringing back such unpleasant feelings. I hadn’t thought of them for quite a. The rest of their visit went well. Betty's dress seemed to have dried. The dried cum I left on her chest must have itched as I spotted her a couple of times scratching her boob area. The dripping cum from her pussy had dried up long before. If you leaned in you could smell the dried cum on her, but that seemed unlikely that Ben would do that, and everyone else seemed to know it was there.Once they left, Lisa pulled me up to the bedroom, "We need to talk."I followed her up and sat on the bed.