" "Sweetheart, everything you do pleases me." I pull her onto my chest, something I realize I haven't done since she was younger. It was the only ...way she would fall asleep. When she was younger I'd put her on my chest, scratch her head and she'd be out. Therefore, that's just what I do. About two hours later we both wake up. Lunch still on the counter. Lexi snugged up on my chest. It doesn't get any better. I kiss her head and whisper, "I love you princess." She starts to stir. "Daddy I. I love licking her. I love her taste. Carrie, in turn, moaned as I licked her. I spent ages exploring her pussy. I parted her lips with my fingers so I could really get my tongue inside her. She felt my beard tickle her inner thighs and it felt amazing. I spent a few minutes licking her. It was like I'd never licked a woman before but I knew exactly how to excite her. I gently bit her lips sending pulses of pleasure through her body. I got Carrie to such a state of excitement she just couldn't. What was that?" It's ... Well..." I was verbally flailing around, more from fear than anything else. I finally took another deep breath, then straightened up and said my piece. "I want to do something special for her birthday, something that she will remember for a while. I was thinking of another session with you, and possibly Clara. The last time she was whipped by you she experienced some very strong orgasms, and I thought that you could whip her again, possibly with me assisting, or even. When seated at ones devotions, grunting and straining, squadrons of bluebottles would buzz around your head; acrid clouds of tobacco smoke were the only half-decent remedy to keep them away from private parts.After my first visit to the latrines, and the subsequent flailing at the fly swarm accompanying me, I made a beeline to the nearest tobacconist/newspaper shop situated just outside the camp. Unfortunately, most of his stock had been sold, leaving only a few packets of Capstan Full Strength.