"They do," Paul answered anyway.It was a cold November afternoon when Paul and Sharon walked slowly up the long pathway to the Monastery door.When the... reached the door a sign on the door read; 'PENITENTS MUST USE THE SIDE DOOR'. Paul and Sharon exchanged looks,but went around the side of the imposing and austere Gothic building. Sharon stopped,she thought she could hear a scream coming from somewhere deep inside the Monastery. They reached the side door and rang the bell. The door was opened. My balls ache. ““No I don’t think so sweetie, not tonight, I told you I was sore. Save it up for me, I think we will be fucking again soon. Real soon, the man is a stud horse and I’d fuck him in anytime I could make it happen. He filled me like I dreamed you could do for me. Like a man would. He took me and shook me, she chortled with glee.Billy came out of the shower still drying his hair, as he walked his maleness swung, the head grazing both thighs. Edna and I, mesmerized by it’s size and. She showed up in jeans that hugged her butt and sent a tingle through my cock, I was showing her where she should start and as I walked past her from behind my hand kinda brushed across her ass we both pretending it didn't happen but I saw a little rise in her eyebrows and a slight smile on her face, I went into the house and she started to work I was checking her out through the window as she was bending over to pull the weeds I felt a surge of power rush through my cock and I had to reach. The woman who lay beside me stirred slightly, shifting uneasily in her sleep, a small barely audible gasp escaping her supple lips. The lips fascinated me, and I focused upon them more than upon anything. Her lips seemed not only to be beautiful reaching appendages of her body and soul but also seemed a purpose, a reason. I noticed at this time that I too had lips, sticky and reaching, and felt an urge and desire to have contact between our two otherwise-empty souls. She awoke then, just as I.