"It's just that ... well, my tan lines are almost gone." She squared her shoulders to push her naked t**s forward. The line of the bikini top she'd stopped wearing was filling in and almost as dark as the rest of her, but still visibly lighter. It wouldn't be long before her delectable, young boobs would be the same, buttery bronze color as the rest of her body.
"Uhh, yes," he agreed, taking the opportunity to gaze at her perky t**s while the view was being offered.
"Do you think it's nice? I mean, not having a tan line?"
After a short hesitation, Carl found his voice. "Yes, baby. You look very nice that way. You'll look very pretty with an all-over tan. But I hate to think of anyone else seeing that much of you."
"Oh my god, Dad!" she cried. "I'd die if anyone else saw me like this. I
