Chapter 2937 A Train & A Naked Pussy:>Ep19
- Mr Myford was more than happy to oblige. Sure, too, that Bowcock, Brent and Cuthbert would have been happy to roll their sleeves up and play Uncle Bowcock, Uncle Brent and Uncle Cuthbert. An excess of uncles, perhaps. Far too many hands to bathe little niece Eleanor!
- A pity, to an extent, Eleanor was not dressed. 'Uncle' Myford would have been very happy to have undressed her! 'Hands up for marmalade' and all that. As it was, finishing his tea, he got up to run the bath. It would have all been rather more complicated had the room not been 'en-suite', but just with 'hot and cold'. Eleanor had clearly booked a better room at the hotel -- a double with en-suite bathroom. Myford took his coat off and rolled up his sleeves. The prospect of naked Eleanor going all pink in the hot water and him wielding the bar of soap greatly appealed. He was, indeed, turgid in his trousers. There certainly was a smile in his beard.
- The water half filling the bath, hot and almost steaming. It was ready. "Eleanor, bath time!" And in she came, 'Uncle' Myford kneeling on the bathmat and waiting. "Ready my dear? Let me just slip those shorts off you. A real joy to reach and slip his fingers under the silk, feel for the elastic and tug, bringing the shorts downwards, revealing tummy button and then into view came a tangle of fair curls with 'niece' Eleanor's feminine slit rather hidden under them. At eye level Myford had a close and intimate view. How they thickened around her slit, how they carried on under her. Moreover, he was close enough, especially when he leaned in closer, to detect her warmth, her scent -- her warm sexual scent coupled with a hint of wee. Invigorating, certainly a tonic to the mature man! A 'pick me up' - it certainly 'perked' Mr Myford.