John showed me where to park the car and we walked into the rather old derelict place. John lead me to his quarters on the way telling me the history ...of the place. We came to an area which he explained was in the old days a place where younger novices entertained the older monks. He smiled at me, as I said blushing, what sort of entertaining did the older monks enjoy, knowingly exactly what he meant.John moved closer to me and placing his arm around my shoulder he said If I could keep a secret. I'm going to give you free rein to do whatever you want to do.” I began to suck on her right nipple, then on the left nipple, then tried to put as much of the tit in my mouth as possible. Brenda was now moaning and telling me to go for it old man. I got off the hammock and moved my face to her stomach, washing her stomach with tongue. Brenda began to buck and I could tell she was getting aroused. I tongued her navel, then moved to her pussy opening. I swiftly grazed her clit, and she. She slid back along my thighs to help me and her fingers soon had eased my eager cock out of its wrappings. I remember I had to struggle to control myself and stop myself cumming there and then from the sheer excitement and wickedness of what we were doing and the friction of having her pull it out of my pants. She seemed equally frantic to have me inside her! I held the gusset of her panties to one side with my finger and in a second I felt the warmth of her flesh embracing my cock head. I. He looked at Mike wondering why they would have a covert intelligence office.“Yes,” Mike said feeling like this was the most miserable and awkward conversation in which he had ever participated. They were all searching for some neutral topic and were having no luck.Desperate for a topic of conversation, Cathy said, “Mike likes to fish.”Chuck looked up and said, “Oh, where do you go?”“I go out to the Shenandoah River every other Saturday when the weather is good,” Mike answered feeling a little.