“Yes I guess I do,” I replied. “Do you really not know where my dad is?” Jeanette asked. “I have no idea honestly,” I replied. Then she pu... her hands on my boobs once again. “I know you love him and he loves too, but I don't think he'll mind too much if we try something on each other,” Jeanette said. I was intrigued honestly, so I bit. “What did you have in mind?” I asked. “Can I eat you out?” Jeanette asked. Still once again, I wasn't sure how to feel about that. Was she really serious about. Reaching the vestibule without saying anything, I broke the silence with an apology. I dont know what came over me! Ive never done anything like that before. Neither have I. she said, and noticing the guilty look on my face, added, But, we can keep this as our little secret. God! I hope so. After a moment of silence , I told her how much I loved the house, but needed to have my wife see it before we signed any papers. She suggested we all meet the next day. And, dont worry! Two is company,. .. sure Amelie... there, over here," I stuttered nervously, and then stumbled as I moved towards the cupboard next to the shower in the corner, an eight foot square tiled space that was open to the room.When I turned back to her, I couldn't help but gasp loudly, Amelie's body now fully naked to my view. "Jesus", I groaned as my eyes locked on the pink gash casually displayed in front of me."Uncle Peter," the little vixen said laughing, "My nudity doesn't make you nervous does it?" No, no honey,. Thump!!!!!, went the door as mom banged against it expecting it to be unlocked then desperately tried turn the handle to no avail. “Who’s in there?, is that you Stu?” mom asked, jigging up and down on the spot, her motions making thudding sounds on the carpet outside the door, her heart sinking knowing that the only toilet in the house was engaged“Yes! . . . why?” I asked, not knowing the reason why mom was making a fuss.“Oh . . . shit!” mom groaned, “How long are you going to be? I need the.