"You're welcome squirt." I said wrapping my arms back around him."No, you don't understand, this means a lot. I love you b*o." he said, with almost a ...earful sob."Look Scott, I'll be home every other weekend, and plus I'll see you every day the week you're at camp. Even if I'm not home for the summer, I'm still your big b*o, and I still love you." I said.Scott just smiled at me, and we continued walking towards the gate. We paid, and got in, and had a ball. We rode some kick ass rollercoasters,. I think Mom would approve of a nice, tasteful little tattoo. What kind do you think would look good on me?"Bob, like many men, was fighting a losing battle and didn't even know it. Her question was so normal sounding that he reacted normally."Where?" he asked."Where Professor Simpson has hers, of course," said Mandy sweetly. "She's a respectable adult, after all." I told you, I didn't see hers." If the truth were told, Bob had been so busy looking at his niece that he really hadn't had time to. Yet, the way she touched me, the way her tongue felt on my skin, had me shivering like an inexperienced virgin. My stomach burned sending shock wave after shock wave to the growing bud hidden between the moist slit of my yearning pussy. I wrapped my arms around Honey’s voluptuous body, pressing my hands into her ass cheeks, pulling her body closer to mine. Her teeth nipped my neck. One hand trailed down my body to find the warmth that was building once more while the other held the back of my. .. an orgasm that was still flowing through me while I felt another one rising... something I had never experienced before.Rich suddenly pulled out and I was about to whine 'No!' when he flipped me over onto all fours and slid back into me."Oh yes," I moaned, "fuck your white slut." Yes, give it to her," Jack urged him, "pound my wife." Yes, give me that entire fucking prick. Show my sissy husband how to really treat a woman," I said, looking back into my husband's eyes."Come right in her.