Dad was right. This was a very beautiful place. And we were the only people on the island. Wendy bounced around the beach in her bikini unpacking our ...unch and drinks and I could tell Jason was ogling her body behind his sunglasses. She gave us each a glass filled with Bahama Mamas and said with a huge grin, "Drink up k**s, there's plenty more with this came from."The drinks were great and Wendy asked if we wanted to go for a swim. "I don't know about you Sara," Wendy said, "but I don't want. Okay, we had the information that we could glean without attracting too much attention, so Alice drove us around so that we could see the usual tourist attractions. We were lucky and found a place to park near the Washington Monument, and we walked or rode the trolly to see the other places on our visiting list. Man, Washington is an impressive place, and we enjoyed our break from reality.That evening, we went to a recommended Italian restaurant and tried not to stuff ourselves too heavily. In. Or maybe he was now enjoying the show. There was really no way of knowing for sure. But at the moment, I could have cared less. Bus girl was holding my dick, and squeezing it."By the way ... my name is Julie," she then said, and swiped a droplet of juice from my dick, applying it to her tit just as she'd requested. "Wanna feel?"I had to check myself for a pulse. For a moment, I actually did wonder if I had died, and that this bus was taking me anywhere but to work. If it was ... I didn't care,. It was a gentle ‘mature and boy’ night, three times before dawn they made love and it realy was love, aunty and nephew, mother and son type deep and enjoyable, looking to ensure the partner comes first type tryst. They were up early, sat sandwiches made before 8am, drinking tea and musing over the night. Suddenly she asked, and will you love me as you did last night when you have me to tied down on Monday?” his answer after thought for a second, was, “ look aunty, last night you were mine, and.