“Oh, that would be wonderful,” the witch says under her breath.“What was that?” the old monk asks.Penelope smiles and shakes her head. “Oh, ... was just admiring the beauty of the place.”“It’s ugly, cold and boring,” the old man snaps back. “But simple for us monks that wanted to get away from ordinary times to help the less fortunate.”“Oh...”Someone is bitter. Probably hasn’t gotten laid in the last hundred years.Penelope giggles at the cat’s comment but quickly buttons it up when the old monk. Needless to say its tight quarters. I’m trying to be the gentleman with regards to the ladies but the crowd is just too strong and I am just too tired so eventually I am just swept along. I find myself with my back to the window standing face to face with a gorgeous number. I can’t really check her out as its close quarters, close but not uncomfortable. I can tell she has a smile to die for and a shock of vibrant brown/black hair that makes her seem larger than life vivacious and alive. She is. The Patriots were on TV and just when I thought it was going to be a dull evening at home, I received a text from my man telling me that he and his son were taking off to see the Patriots game at the stadium. I couldn't wait to get out of work since I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I needed to be fucked not kissed or cuddled. When I say I needed to be fucked, I mean really fucked good! I got home and turned on the computer and logged on to my favorite website and narrowed down my choices for. I moved my hand from ur breast to ur side , a gentle push told u that i wanted u to turn over , which u did very gracefuly without even breaking the contact between my tongue and ur pussy. i can feel ur back under my hands and i start kissing it all the way from ur neck to the soles of ur feet, bending ur legs up and sucking on ur toes slowly , every single toe taking my time then moving up to ur buttocks again where u spraed ur legs and bend ur back up so i can dip my tongue deep into ur pussy.