It seems you are sure so if you still want to share my bed then I agree.”“You do?” she asked in surprised disbelief, “Really and truly?”“R...ally and truly.” I laughed, “Now dry your eyes and then we will set some ground rules.”“Uncle Chester I love you.” she cried throwing her arms around my neck.Her lips were suddenly on mine their warmth and softness promising pleasures to come, returning her kiss I enjoyed the sensations of that touch.“Whew!” Eve smiled as our lips parted some time later,. Her daughter, Betsy age 23 had just been a spoiled Brat Grade school er back then but the last Christmas they lived in town Jon spent Christmas Eve at their house, and Betsy had "Blossomed"! Their first day in town, after Jason went to work, Jon called them and told him he heard they had been abandoned for the weekend and they should come hang out with him and a few friends for the weekend. They were excited, not to be facing "so how have you been since the split"? So, they quickly accepted. . The task done, I zipped up and turned round to open the door when a voice spoke softly from the adjoining stall. "Waiting for anyone?" the voice said. "Not really", I said, then realising that it must be Ian in the next cubicle! "Ian?" I quietly asked, "that you?" "Hi" Ian said, "I wondered if you'd be around tonight". "No takers again then, pal?" I asked him through the thin wooden wall. What was I doing, I thought, stood in here talking to some k** through the fucking wall? "No, and at. I unbuckled my seatbelt and knelt down onto the cramped floor. She put her feet up onto the dashboard, and lifted her big plump ass up about a centimetre off the seat as I leaned my face in and sniffed her cushion.There was still an obvious trace of her fart still lingering on the fabric of the seat."Smells really nice down here."I told her, still sniffing her fart-drenched seat.She chuckled."Does my arse smell good though?"She asked with a chuckle."I don't know, let me just have a smell of.