She removed her bikini bottoms. She had a wonderful trimmed pussy and her clitoris was rock hard.(I have to say at the time I didn't know what a clito...is was but I do now thanks to Hazel also terms like the G spot and lots of others I'd never heard of back then)."On the floor Steve" She ordered " And get your head between my legs and lick my pussy please Steve". I knelt on the floor and gazed nervously at the sight in front of me. "Now lick it !!".I started licking and she went taut. Her legs. After kissing and caressing each other’s bodies for a while they got up to take a walk. As they walked hand in hand enjoying the warm afternoon they both were becoming very excited for each other. As their hands became warm and moist with the heat that was building between them. Soon they came to a picnic pavilion that was secluded from the rest of the park. This park was full of trees and made for a natural blind around them. Bob sat down at the picnic table and Tammy asked if he was ready for. I turned around and saw something out of the corner of my eye. I forgot all about the bedroom door being open. The hallway was dark but I was still able to see the dark figure of a man standing out in the darkness. He starred at me and I starred back. It was Harry. The next morning I walked out to the barn where Harry was feeding the horse. He said his typical good morning to me as we exchanged smiles as I drank my coffee. I walked around the stable trying to figure out what to say to the man.. .For a moment Uncle John just stood and looked. A little in shock and not sure what he was seeing. Sam was sat on the floor, legs folded beneath her at unusual angles. Her skirt had ridden up over her hips, exposing her lace thong, pulled to one side uncovering her shaved snatch. Her arms hung limply, hands trailing on the floor. Her body, slumped to one side, resting against the vanity unit, her head lolled lifelessly on her shoulder. A long string of spit drooled from the corner of her open.