“Come on,” I whispered. “You have to see this.” I felt like a kid in a candy store. I could tell John was on a business call, which made me br...sh against him harder. John got off the phone. “What?” he asked. “You have to come see this. There are private booths back there where you can watch movies. I even found some half naked girl!" His eyes widened. I took his hand and forced him to follow me. We made it to the first booth and I went in first. I felt over taken by my own horniness. I went. I wasn’t sure if Jay or Q had returned and I was pleasantly making conversation as I prepared to inspect her daughter. I still felt a little guilty about not including Hayden in the conversation and letting her greet her mom after school but Hayden stood impassively waiting to be inspected and Betty didn’t even acknowledge her.“Just the typical Waverly bitch-fest melt down when she didn’t get her way and giving everyone attitude and me having to show her who is boss,” she shrugged.We were. But once my lips cupped around her clitoris, they turned to loud moans. Just a few seconds later, her hips bucked upward, hitting my nose. She moaned long wails. I couldn't understand how someone could be so easy to please. I didn't stop. Flicking my tongue over her spot, she started to lift her hips slowly, then suddenly screeched, and crashed to the floor."Damn your so orgasmic" I said."Sorry" she said panting."You have no idea how this turns me on" I said, continuing the action. She grabbed. We've been fortunate, we can afford to be generous." "But dad..." "If it makes you feel better, look at it this way. Do you remember Uncle Eddie?" "Sure, at Thanksgiving he used to smoke cigars, drink too much whiskey and tell dirty jokes. He was a lot of fun." Laughing, Jeanne said, "That was Uncle Eddie. Edna, his wife, was always mortified." Jodie asked, "Wasn't he the guy who stood up during dinner, dropped his trousers and pointed at his wiener?" "Yes dear, that was Eddie. He didn't like.