It seeped into my body as doubts crept into my mind; nothing was going to happen. This wasn't going to work—the Tyrants were just a myth. Nothing mo...e than history that had been distorted by a thousand years of embellishment by storytellers and priests, or by mothers trying to frighten their children into behaving.I knew all the stories, relishing them as a child: the Tyrants, Mark and Mary, who could enslave you with a single word, and who commanded the forces of nature itself; silver-tongued. She had a few scars on her skinny calves which lacked any muscular definition. She had a nice ass on top of meaty thighs that met to form a nice little pussy covered by a closely cropped full bush of light brown hair. She had smallish tits and little rock hard nipples. She had a cute face, when she smiled, but all in all Karen Miller was rather plain. John did a quick probe and learned that Karen was envious of other women who seemed to have been blessed with more curves and she would kill to. I can't keep that pace up too long, I do not want to come yet. My pace slows as my hands search to squeeze your tits, play with your nipples a little and rub your clit as I continue at a more subdued pace. As my hands move to your ass I hear that little laugh that tells me exactly what you want. You feel my hand move across your back and down to tease your ass and rub it a little. I rub that beautiful ass of yours and you love the feeling of having my cock inside you as a well lubricated finger. It was getting late and I was a little jet lagged. She asked if I was hungry, I said no, and she suggested I rest. I laid myself on the bed and almost immediately fell asleep.I woke up the next morning when Aunt Vicki knocked on my bedroom door. She said I must have been tired since I slept in my clothes. Breakfast was ready and she told me to get washed up and come down. After breakfast she asked what I wanted to do and I said "go to the beach". So we packed up a cooler and beach towels and.