"Maybe your uncle was a seeker after truth." Maybe he was a seeker after pussy," I wanted to say, but I kept this thought to myself. The events of the...last few days made it clear to me that it had been Uncle Albert's driving passion to complete the project he called FUCK and unleash himself on the unsuspecting "young ladies" of London, only for a casual accident to cut him down when on the brink of success. For him, it was an incredible tragedy; but for London's young womanhood, I could not but. The reason Kat’s bum was up, was because her pretty head was down, buried in the folds between Amber’s wide-spread legs, and the moans I had heard earlier, were clearly hers. With eyes closed and her hands gripping the sheets, she was clearly approaching that delicious moment when the sky falls in, her stomach muscles contract and the pulses in her pussy take over.I’m sure these could be clearly felt by Kat who by now had plunged two fingers deep into what sounded like a very wet Amber, and. She looked up at me with her big, dark eyes and I began to feel my desire build up again. ‘I love you,’ she said as she slipped out of her skirt and layed back on the bed, legs spread ever so slighty, making me harder at the thought of what was about to happen. Quickly I pulled off the rest of my clothes and moved onto the bed with her. Kissing for a while as I cradled her in my arms. ‘I want you again Zac,’ she murmured into my mouth. I didn’t answer, though I moved my hands around her and. "Cammy hung up and grinned.Bob said "CAMMY YOU ARE GOING TO BED NOW! Cammy replied "Yes sir boss, don't beat me with that pick handle no mo please." Bob said "Shit, Lark bring the baby and that pick handle please." He picked Cammy up and led the way to the bedroom.Daybreak was there with the covers folded down. In a firm voice Daybreak said "Lark and I will take it from here boss." Bob asked "You telling me to get out of my own bed room Daybreak?" Daybreak said "I guess you might put it that.