Everything else was normal. I could almost make out some of the words but not quite.-scene change-My wife and I were at some type of modern monastery ...oing some type of retreat and we were waiting our turn to enter our individual or joint cells that point was unclear and a guide was opening and closing the door that led to that hallway. Someone had hand written the spiritual exercises on the wall. I was thinking no thanks I have my own. (looking back it was a shame. The place was beautiful 4. I caress your generous curves, and you feel my stiff cock against you, smiling knowingly as you circle your hip against it.Yes, you are taller than I, and I am older than you. And it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter at all. We kiss some more.“Sit right there,” you finally say. “I’ve been planning and practicing and hoping for this for a long time.” I look at you, thunderstruck, hardly believing it, my mouth hanging open as you rise from the couch. “You mean… You really…”You smile knowingly. I wanted to taste all of her. I put my tongue to her little brown hole, and she gasped and hitched up in the air. I held onto her hips, keeping my tongue inside her. She sucked in air like she was in pain…or pleasure. Exploring this forbidden fruit was even more exciting, and I fingered her very wet pussy, while I probed deeper with my tongue. Her hips were now dancing, gyrating around and around. Now that her little asshole was wet and clean, I licked up and down the length of her. Starting. “I’m so sorry Pete” she whispered, and she repeated those words over and over to herself. Pete stood, stunned, not believing someone could actually care about him, not even understanding that he was worth the effort. But here she was, and Pete had no idea what to do about it. Suddenly Ashley leaned her head back against the wall, looking up at the ceiling, misery, and self loathing written all over her beautiful face. Pete was stricken when he realized that the tears running down her cheeks,.