E., washing up, for those who are struggling with vocabulary issues) and I figured I'd be out of the room before he was done. Whoops! Robbie stood b...tween me and the big fluffy towel I use. I coaxed, "Hey, Hon, hand me my towel, the pink one . . . rather, throw it over the top."I saw flesh, white, and pink blobs of moving forms draw close to the stall, and then the door opened.I'm dripping in the buff. Robbie is in jockey-shorts - he already has a woodie who's tip is peeking out. The. "You sound like my mother, "try it you'll like it!" she says." Mike said,laughing. "I like to suck cock, and to be fucked. Damn hard to do with awoman! I haven't told my Mom that in so many words. Officially, she thinksI'm looking for the right woman. She does like my friends when theyvisit. "We went to the living room. Billy and Mike were on the couch. Billy hadone arm around Mike and the other playing with Mike's cock. It was long andthin. I cleaned up the dinner dishes and when I came back. His hand was inside, squeezing her breast. They broke the kiss and Linda looked over to me. Her Dad said that they were going to put on their usual show for Uncle Doug and that I could stay or go home as I pleased. I indicated that I would stay if for no other reason that wanting to see what would eventually happen. My cock was rising as I told him I would stay. Her dad moved his hand from her breast and slid it up her leg. She noticeably widened her thighs and he pushed his fingers into her. “I don’t know why Mommy doesn’t want people to see my panties. You saw them, didn’t you? I don’t feel any different.”“There is a way to keep people from seeing your panties if you don’t want them to.”“How is that?”“By taking them off. You can put them in your purse and make all the cartwheels you like and nobody would see them.”“Why didn’t Mommy think of that?”“Maybe she was afraid you would lose them.”“Well, I can’t lose them here, can I?” She flipped her skirt up and eased her panties down.