I went on to explain how Jane loved being the centre of attention and I loved watching her enjoy herself and I related the incident at the party in Wi...chester(see book one).They asked if I thought Jane would be up for some more fun and I suggested we asked her when she came back from the ladies.Jane returned just after this and we moved to allow her to sit on the bar stool which she did and crossed her legs which resulted in her showing a lot of her long legs encased in her black hold up. I immediately reserved a place.The boat trip across from Aberdaron was decidedly choppy and even sheltering behind the wheelhouse I was soaked through by the time the little ferry docked. A monk was waiting on the landing stage to greet the visitors and lead us up a tree-lined track to the Victorian-era monastery. With a back-drop of menacing black storm clouds, it looked even more intimidating than on my previous visit.The old monk showed me to my compact guest room (retreatants weren’t. I licked and sucked then she grabbed my head firmly and exploded. Her pussy juice flowed on my tongue and it tasted great. I spread her pussy to get a better view. It was so tight. She said that she wanted to give me a blowjob. I layed back and she went to work. She was timid at first but it was still wonderful. She kissed and licked my cock, flicking her tongue along the underside. Then, she put the head in her warm wet mouth. My back buckled. It was the best feeling ever. She. If you don’t want to do this I will understand.” With that he reached over and handed Shelly her blouse. She knew what he meant and held it up against her breasts. “I want you to know something though,” he went on to add. “I like you a lot. I like you more then you know. I want us to have sex but I don’t want it to feel forced, okay?” She heard his words and said okay in that soft, quiet voice of hers. She felt a little bad but he suggested something a little different. “Let’s do this. Let’s.