My aunt asked me to sleep in the room . I went to her kids I was messy I told her its messy what to do , she advised me to sleep in her room and she w...nt to bath , till then I dint have any bad intentions on her . When I went into her room there was her bra lying on the bed ,evil in me got up thinking she will come into the room and wear her bra I thought of acting when she enters the room .As I expected my aunt finished her bath and came into the room to get dressed ,she was just covering. That was his prayer, his hymn, a sacred invocation. The anthem to his being. He just sat there, holding the stethoscope to her chest, forgetting time as it slipped past the two of them. Locked away in another universe, the world around them forgotten.Her family arrived not long after. He was waiting outside her room, settled into one of the chairs when the entire posse bustled in with Dylan amongst them, anxious to see her. Gwyneth's mother rushed into the room with her sons and Dylan close. We got to the area and noted the various naked men walking slowly around or sitting in the sheltered areas watching and rubbing their semi or fully erect cocks.We took off our shorts and swimwear and lay down naked on our towels. The sun was so warm on my previously unexposed parts and my clit was swelling slightly as I enjoyed the feeling of the fresh air and sunshine and being watched by strangers.It wasn't long before a guy came a stood in front of us a distance away openly wanking his cock. Ignoring Suzie's agitated wriggling and complaining, Gerry left her, locking the door behind him.In the Bentley, heading back to the Embassy a short while later with Sir Patrick, there were two questions running through Gerry's mind. What had Sir Patrick agreed with Kashim Kushnar? And how had he known Suzie wasn't a natural blonde?Embassy ExcitementThe following day, Gerry turned up at the Embassy in a state of considerable confusion. The more he thought about the events of the previous.