"I don't know about that Cath. The place is really pushing my creep factor." Diana makes a couple of fast turns, trying to watch everywhere at once."N..., really, I FEEL like we are being watched." I say and stop moving forward. "I recognize the feeling anywhere."I realize that girls have made a huddle circle around me. Brin is pressed up again my back pack, the other two are hanging on to my sleeves, clearly being back at this place is upsetting in it's own right. But I have none of those. ' I protested, which must have indicated to him some sense of urgency I had, and at the same time offered him some security of privacy. 'I won't be telling anyone.' I added. He looked at me, then out of the window. It was a large window in the livingroom, facing across a small garden outside, and onto a cul-de-sac, probably contemplating our discussion and the direction it had taken. 'Well, what exactly is it you want to see?' he enquired, trying to understand the conversation we wer having.. After my cock was snapping-hard and over-stimulated I stood her up. “Ok,” I gasped, breathing heavily. “My turn for a bit”, ghosting her panties down to the floor. Their dropping revealed a completely bald cunt that was glistening a little. I urged her onto the living room table. She laughed in surprise, falling backward with her legs opening.For the next few minutes my tongue probed and worked her delightful bald slot. I circled my tongue in a figure of eight round her clit and worked up and. To make sure hecontinues to fit in her clothes, she has him keep a very strict diet."Isn't that great? I can eat just about anything and not gain a singleounce," she'd often tease him, wolfing down steaks, potatoes and desertswhile my father nibbled on a salad.He keeps his hope alive that with age, she'll eventually start gainingweight which will allow him to eat a bit more as well, but so far, shehas managed to keep her figure.She walks across the studio coquettishly, the flared hem of her.