I knew then that he was going to eat her out and I leaned forward."Mmm, what I've been wanting," Suzi said, looking over at the cam, "Just wait, Lisa,...when a guy gets his tongue into you, you're gonna go crazy."Her hands reached down and she seemed to be pulling her pussy open for him. Whatever she was doing, the effect was immediate, she began squirming and groaning, panting and grunting as his head stayed down between her legs.Did it look hot, super-maximum-hot. I knew then that I was going. A. for the day and so had to manage 32 teenage boys and girls nearly on her own.There was a perfect storm of chaos and humiliation brewing for timid Tim, but as the children piled into the bus that morning, everything seemed normal. It was the calm before the storm.For years Tim had gotten his usual dose of teasing for being a loner, for mumbling at the best of times and going all red in the face when a girl addressed him. He might as well have had a bull's eye painted on his forehead or a sign. "You're Canadian," she observed. "No, wait. You're Swiss and your name is John Blacksmith," she said, offering me both passports.Why would I need different passports? Never mind. "Bianca, do you remember seeing a door upstairs that might lead to the tower?" No." Excitement emerged on her face. "Maybe you have a secret room! We should find it!" Jumping up, she headed out of the study almost running. "Andiamo!"Smiling at her enthusiasm, I did as instructed and followed her. We hunted and, amusing. Leaning over the bed she simply said, “Bugger me.”Although startled by the starkly worded request, I was more than ready to comply. Still, I wanted to spend a moment drinking it all in. Her mature, but surprisingly lean, body was facing away from me and she stood on the floor, legs spread, her torso bent over the bed, her breasts hanging down. Her legs were lean and muscular and I could see her calf muscles quivering a little with either the strain of her position or the excitement she was.