Everything else was normal. I could almost make out some of the words but not quite.-scene change-My wife and I were at some type of modern monastery ...oing some type of retreat and we were waiting our turn to enter our individual or joint cells that point was unclear and a guide was opening and closing the door that led to that hallway. Someone had hand written the spiritual exercises on the wall. I was thinking no thanks I have my own. (looking back it was a shame. The place was beautiful 4. She wants to ride my cock because her husband never allowed her so I said okay. She took my cock in mouth made it to reach its full glory and came on top of me. She kept my cock inside her and kissed me in lips deeply. When she began to ride it was a fantastic scene any men will love to see. Her free flowing hair and bouncing boobs is making me hornier. She fucked me as fast as she can and came. I asked whether she like doggy style and she replied that she never tried it before and seen only in. ”“Wait? No he wouldn’t. That doesn’t make any sense. Bradley let Reggie pick Zoë? Who else was there?” Connie demanded. She was totally offended. I had never seen her so off her balance. Renée reached down and squeezed Connie’s knee. I tried to comprehend but I just couldn’t fit my mental image of Connie into this box. Was it because I didn’t know Bradley? Not really. He was just popular classmate number 2 in my mind.“Reggie, Bradley, Jesse, Tre and Noah,” I recalled. It was so easy, going back. Stereotypically advanced, so it did nothing but cementAda's first impression. Was she here to pick up guys? Ada shook herhead and returned to her reading as the blonde got up and went over toa bookshelf to look for another book, or probably just show off herlarge, soft, shapely ass that was exploding out of her skin-tight, low-rider jeans. Ada felt a chill go up her spine and shivered in response.She felt her thoughts shifting from her readings to the blonde and howmuch she loathed that bitch..