His bum was a thing of sculpted beauty to her -- taut and small and pleasingly-shaped. She then turned him to face her, ostensibly to see if he had sa...d elsewhere, but took the moment to watch the water cascade over his chest and down past his flat stomach.She looked up and their eyes met. After a few seconds of intense eye contact, Tristan shyly looked away while his Aunt softly brushed away sand from his chest."Wouldn't you rather take off your swimsuit, Tristan," she said. "It really does. "I'm confident that Mr St. John-Easton would convey his apologies to you for not being here," said Theo, "but if it's any consolation he very rarely keeps any appointment he's made. More often than not I have to stand in for him as I am doing now. Do you know why he asked you here, Alan?" No. Not really," said Alex nervously."Well, he did ask me to find out whether the work you've been doing on Virtual Reality is going well and that his ideas are being put into practice. I take it that I can. Water was hissing from the steaming engine; there was no other sound. The two men in the front seat, as well as the beast beside me, all lay in twisted positions, positions attainable only in death. My senses returned slowly, and it seemed like forever before I could comprehend the situation.It was like that fucking movie, The Fugitive; Dr. Richard Kimble, on his way to State Prison to be executed, saved by a train wreck, given the opportunity to find the real killer and to save his own life.. .." he said. I suddenly felt his warm tongue brush against my pussy. I gasped as he began to lick me out. I held onto his soft hair as his tongue danced around my pussy. I clenched on tighter and tighter as he got closer to my clit. "No not there, Mr. Pa-"I was cut off by my own ' mmm' s and ' ahh' s. He was really going for it, almost in a dog-like manner. But I didn't care. Mr. Patterson was eating me out. He then began flicking at my clit with his tongue as he gently slid his index and.