Go on ahead I’ll catch up... eventually.” “Fine, but remember no longer than a minute – you don’t want your muscles to seize up.” “All...right Paula Radcliffe, will do.” Norah smiled and jogged away. Mia watched as she saw her heading to the track, running effortlessly and impressing the other students that were also using their Saturday afternoon to stay in shape. Deciding to walk around rather than get too comfortable on the bench, Mia took the opportunity to carry out one of her favourite. ”“Nope.”“You’ll feel good,” she suggested.I grinned. “Nope. I’m just fine like this.”“Party pooper. What’s that tall peak over there?” she asked, pointing south west.“Mount Wrightson.”“Is that the one you were telling me about? The one with the hundred mile view?”I nodded.“Can we go there after lunch?”“It’s too far to get there and back before dark.”Her beautiful dark eyes looked at me. “We could go camping there.” With a cute grin, she added, “Yes? Wanna? C’mon, Grandpa. Be a rebel. Take me. When finally I felt mother slide next to me, I allowed her to fondle my cock while kissing my neck for several moments, her sex pressing against my thigh. Her breathing became quick, and her sex left moisture upon my thigh. We have not withheld our sexual play for this long before, and she was very bothered.Me, Sarah attended to my needs, and her mouth often did a wonderful job. When my cock was huge, hard, and throbbing, I rolled away from her onto my front. Effectively hiding my cock from her. She gazed at Charlee again. No one, not even Charlotte knew of the cameras in the suite. They were impossible to spot, professionally installed during the remodelling two years ago when FreeStyle rose from the ashes of Club Headway, the ill-fated headbanger’s club.Charlee was innocent in this case, as unwilling a participant in the installation as Olga. Surveillance was authorized and arranged by the major shareholder, the unsavoury Anthony Kantoris, currently under investigation by Interpol.