There’s changing cubicles over there and towels stacked on the locker beside them.”Their drinks arrived and she took a sip. “It’s good,” she...murmured. “I’ve been trying to place where you come from. You have a slight accent. South African isn’t it?”Shaun laughed, “Close; Kenya to be exact, although I did spend three years in Cape Town at University.”She nodded, “So did you live in Nairobi or Mombasa?”“About a hundred and fifty miles out from Nairobi. My folks have a ranch out there.” He then. .. He is very good looking. And fit. For a man his age, I mean,"Poppy replied haltingly, her cheeks flushing red in the cutest girlyblush."And?" Kimberley asked, arching an eyebrow."Oh. Dash it. He's also very well hung. And he knows just how to pleasea girl," Poppy blurted, wishing the ground would swallow her up.Kimberley laughed uproariously, pleased to have pulled the sluttyadmission from her former husband. The other Kittens sniggered too,adding to Poppy's discomfort at her. " I said, "Would you like me to work on it again?" She said, "Sure if you have a little time for an old woman." I said, "C'mon now, you're not an old woman, you look great!" With that, I went over to her like before, and started working on her neck. She seemed to enjoy it and I was working her deep, occasionally reaching my thumbs under her blouse and getting a glimpse of her lacey bra. She had to know I was getting some views. When I was done, she said as she stood up and faced me, "You. They embraced and their mouths came together again, a deep, probing kiss that left Brin breathless. She placed her hands on her dad’s chest and urged him to lie down. She straddled him, supporting herself with her hands and knees on either side of Tom’s body. Her hair hung down around her face as she leaned down to kiss him again. Tom ran his hands up and down the smooth skin of Brin’s thighs as their tongues swirled in and out of each other’s mouths. He was in a daze - denial really - that.