Not Seven ... I've never seen her sleep. Then again, I'm not with her that often.Eventually, we put everybody down ... no ... not like a lame horse. T...o bed. Damn it.In the morning, Wendy was gone. I was sleeping alone. Since we were at Fort Amador and the Texaco docks, I walked to the main office ... they have a fresh water shower.Wonderful."Mr. Josephs," I said as I walked in the door. "May I use the shower?" I think your wife is there," he said."Well ... I'll just go wash her back." I didn't. Then his fingers played with my hair, teasing me even more. His fingers felt electric when he touched the lips of my hungry slit. Like a bolt of lightening, his finger hit my clit and I exploded in orgasm in less time than you can cry, Momma! He chuckled again but I didn't care. He was massaging me in a way no man ever did. I came again and again. And once more! He went back to blowing on my hot, wet pussy and it felt so wonderful, I relaxed a little. Just as his finger had done a few minutes. After all she was going to show her sisters her pussy and she and I had already seen it, so what was the harm.All during dinner Lauren talked about nothing else except getting her pussy shaved too. She didn’t have as much hair as her sisters had but she wanted to be shaved. She wanted to be licked! And Lauren wanted sex too!My wife suggested that Lauren keep everything above her clit and just shave the lower half. She liked that as did her sisters. So right after dinner it was her turn. Lauren. I proceeded to sit down and we continued with our conversation.It took a few minutes but after a while her feet must have started sending signals to her brain that it was time to play. I really couldn’t see what she was doing but I could hear her slipping them on and off, all the while she was gabbing away about this and that without a care in the world. At one point she made this huge “clap” sound when one of the shoes must have fallen off her foot and hit the floor with some authority. It was.