Peter loved them, loved nothing better than to bury his face in them, kissing and sucking on her extremely sensitive nipples, but she … well, she ma...e her peace with gravity a while back, but dammit, if she could have the breasts of her mid-twenties back … ah well. Regrets were valueless things. All that mattered was that Peters attitude toward her maturing body had never changed, if anything, he had become even more entranced by her sexiness. They had known each other for almost two decades. Which resulted in a lot of interesting twitches and spasms in her groin that were interesting for Dylan’s cock to experience. They made his inevitable orgasm all the more wonderful. He did indeed cum, kissing her deeply as their genitals contracted in unison.Dylan responded by rolling the two of them over, and getting to work on thrusting himself. He grabbed hold of Jessica’s legs and put them on his shoulders as he banged her, his balls slapping against her ass.“Wow, I didn’t think he had it. We both wandered into each other's rooms numerous times and you always told me you loved me. You made it clear who number one was, so let's relive them." "Then why couldn't you tell our parents? We could have gotten married three years ago when we were both eighteen. I never would have met that tart and we might even have a baby together by now." "Let's stop talking, just make love to me already. Please, Luke, there is literally nothing I want more in the world right now." I just looked at him. They WANTED TO GO TO LOURDES. Period!I was on my way to San Sebastian and Bayonne on the coast. But NOW I was back tracking to Lourdes. “Did you guys study about this in school?” “Yes!” I wasn’t going to comment and I looked aside at Maria who was riding in the front with me. She winked and I shrugged my shoulders.As mentioned there was nobody on the road, like deserted, and when we came back to the entrance again, nobody. I drove right in and frankly the place was an amazing amount of effort.