My cock was throbbing. I heard Brittany softly moan.“Wow, I didn’t think people actually did that at drive-in’s.” I about shot my load when I ...oticed that Brittany was softly feeling one of her large, firm tits. In retaliation I started to slowly kneed my aching cock through my shorts.We were both lost in out own little sexual thoughts. Me personally I was mainly watching Brittany as she watched the woman next to us riding her man. Her shirt pushed up over her tits as he began to kiss and suck. She was spent when I finished.Sylvia and I napped for a couple of hours and I was awoken with her lips wrapped around my cock. Soon I was receiving her best, and I rewarded her with a huge load of cum which she loved.For the next ten years, Sylvia and I continued to orally service each other without Diedre’s knowledge. I never felt like I was cheating on Diedre, as I never fucked Sylvia. When I wanted to fuck a hot pussy, Deidre was always there.During a bad snow and ice storm in 1967, tragedy. I was morosely reflective throughout the journey westwards and determined to find a quiet ‘bolt hole’ in which to hide and lick my wounds for a couple of weeks. Some years before I had gone on a religious retreat to an old Benedictine monastery, set on Bardsey Island off the Lynn Peninsular. Would Yr Haven still be there? A quick internet search on my iPhone revealed that it was and, fortuitously, a silent retreat was scheduled to start on the following Monday. I immediately reserved a. ” She had seen that I was looking at her breasts, and said,”You don't mean the pasties do you?”“No” I said, “You have a lovely figure, are they as good as they look ?”With that she opened my door leaned forwards and rested her hands on my thigh, her top fell open and I was granted a wonderful view of her breasts and cleavage. Her breasts were just contained in a white bra, with wide apart straps. “Well what do you think of them ?”“Beautiful, although I would say they look a bit of a handful.” I.