We started to play cards but before too long we all became a bit bored."Tell you what," giggled Susie, "let's play something naughty." Like what?" sai... a slightly drunken Annie."I don't know, how about strip poker," she said."Don't know how to play," slurred Annie."It's easy," said Susie handing over the large bottle again.So we started to play. It was very hot that day and none of us were wearing much. I had shorts over my underwear with a t-shirt on top. Susie was wearing jeans and a top,. I wasn't going to sit around home. Monday morning I had breakfast and saw the boys off to school. I had an appointment with therapy at ten-thirty. I had a couple of hours, what was I going to do until then?Helen was bustling around doing up the kitchen and planning dinner for tonight. I asked. "Hey, run me over to headquarters, would you please?" You have an appointment this morning." I know. I'll get someone to take me from there. Bob or his secretary could." Okay. Call me when you get done. She left us just three months later, hence dad's devastation.For some reason, he never seemed to relate to other women like he did with mom. Perhaps it was the closeness of high school, the forced co-ed status, who knows? Dad was always shy around other women. I don't know about his school days, just later.I grew up, fortunately, with my gandparents, while dad worked, but he was quite successful and we spent countless times together, almost like an older brother type thing.I was the spitting. ..” She says as the giggle continues. “I’ve been watching you for a while ... I’m a biiiiig fan! Hahaha...” She laughs as she continues to stroke and pet him, letting him lick at her thighs.“If I open my legs will he lick my pussy?” She asks Kimberly, behind the camera. There’s a naïve tone to her voice and the way she asks the question – full of hope and curiosity. It’s quite cute.“Of course.” Confirms Kimberly, “He’s loves the taste of pussy...”Cameron shuffles forward on the couch, perching.