“She really does what?” I asked as I leaned back against her tits.
“She really does love you. She always has. Yes, it was puppy love at first but when you left she was seventeen and she was crushed.”
Angela was tiring of this conversation and said, “Well, if there’s not going to be anymore sex, I’m going swimming.” She grabbed her bikini top and pulled it on. She came around in front of me and asked me to help. She held the material over her breasts and I tied it in the back. Then she turned around and bent down and kissed me and said, “Well, I love you too Uncle Jack.” She pulled her bottoms on that she had worn under her short shorts and twitched her ass around in my face and said, “Do you have a towel I can use.” I just pointed to the bathroom and she was gone.

