" Tell me about it."Karen's black eyes turned mischievous. "Why don't I show you?" God yes."Still deliciously naked, her smooth black skin speckled wi...th shower dew, Karen climbed back into the bathtub and lay down on her back. Sliding down closer to the tap, she spread her legs and propped her heels up against the tiled wall. Laura's pulse quickened as she saw the girl's exposed cunt only a few inches from the spigot.Karen looked up at her boldly. "Will you turn on the water for me?" she asked. "Yeah, right. Well, you didn't get that ability from your Father, I'll tell you."So, key point. Dad didn't eat her pussy the way she liked. Note to self: "Always eat her pussy and make it good."Her orgasm must have taken a lot out of her, because she just wanted to cuddle for awhile, and I was okay with that. After about ten minutes, I slid my right hand down to cup her pussy. I slid my finger into it, and she was dripping wet. I looked at her, and she gave a slight nod.It was time.Suddenly I. But that's what you said last time. No, really, that's all there is to it. Get undressed and go to the den.Walking into the den, you see right away a sturdy, plain chair is in the middle of the room, clearly out of place. It's from the billiards room; a solid-framed stool with arms. Technically it's called a "spectator chair", though right now it is the resemblance it has to an oversized highchair that preoccupies your mind, distracting you enough that you don't hear me enter until the door. And cum in my panties, I want something to lick when I’m away.’ Once she left, I decided I really didn’t want to spend the night alone, and so drove back to Cockfosters, saw Will and Joe for a little bit, then once they’d gone to bed, invited myself into Claire’s room. ‘Hey baby,’ she said with a big smile as I found her in bed watching TV. ‘I heard you were taking time off, and I fancied a night off too,’ she giggled. I locked us in and she lifted the quilt off of her. She was absolutely stark.