"I shivered. It wasn't from the chill edge in the air."Why are you here?" she asked, again. "A strange town. A job you've done;you know the answer: He...went to the beach, then he went away. You're here.Now. On the beach."She turned."Alone with me," she said.She stepped close, now, cupped her hand to my ear and whispered:"Time for adventure, now."I turned my face towards her."Uh-uh," she said. "Not that adventure. Think again, O.K? Let's try itthis way: You're here, on this beach. Where your guy. Her normal route was around the block, through the park, over the bridge and then back along the edge of town. Her phone recorded her details. Not just the distance she ran but her heart rate and a whole bunch of other stuff. She was soaking wet when she appeared back in the house. Not just sweaty but soaked from the heavy rain. Em was not happy.“Good run?” She looked at me with a deep frown.“No. I’m soaked. Look at me.” I did look. Water was running down her slim legs into her. She then proceeded to grip my dick and start stroking me up and down. I let the blanket fall down and let my head fall back against my seat to enjoy the hand job I was getting. She did this for around four minutes and since I was about to cum I lifted the blanket and signaled to her that I was almost ready. She nodded and pulled the blanket back down. I leaned back again and I suddenly felt a warm mouth envelope my cock's thick head. Aunt Val's tongue licked my cock's head up and down. I forgot. He thinks the Minister may have spoken to the court re the adoption, as the terms are legal but well outside those normally applied, and an unprecedented speed.Laughing, Jock reports a slow day at only $32,000 of sales, the same as the whole of last month. Nearly all the sales are new customers and few are into BDSM, they just like the look, especially the chamois stuff.Sarai reports all’s ready for us to go to our new home to sleep in tonight. The main freezer’s not at working temperature yet,.