Although the pelting had just stopped and the road was quite clear and it was safer for a journey than the few hours ago, amber, a 27 blonde young woman with 30 inches boobs, was driving a 1990 Acura caption coupe along the road for stage business in another province. She had decided she needed to call for a break for herself ( and her car ) after the foresightful chain driving. If her store did not miss, there was a repose plosive along this route because she driven on this road a few months ago.

She noticed a road sign that said `` 1 Km. to the relaxation stop, '' and she did not hesitate to reach out that name and address.

The residue catch looked quiet. A small comfort station, 2 gazebos, a few lampposts and an old telephone booth were the only necessaries among the empty car park, with a bus stop nearly. Her old coupe was the only car in this place at that fourth dimension. The savage landscape around the rest stop and a want of cars passing on the route made this space seem so much like a horror movie 's ambience, but for her it was better than cipher and she took a few minutes rest before going on.

She saw a soul besides hersing in this quiet rest check after she parked her car. Nearby in one of the gazebos was a fat man in his 50s with pudgy face. He was mostly bald except a few light grey hair on the side. She that that he was a mendicant judging by the Brown habit and crucifix chain he was wearing, and from the great back pack and shoulder bag ( that looked as worn and faded as his riding habit ) beside him. She thought that he might be travelling to somewhere that 's quite so far from here.

'' full eve brother, go to Hemmingford ? '' she greeted him after first getting out of her car.

'' No my shaver, I am going to the monastery in Getlin, It 's on this way as same as Hemmingford but there is a tour 20 nautical mile before reaching Hemmingford to go to Getlin. I am waiting for the next bus and hopefully it gets here before nighttime. '' The fat friar said.

'' Oh, that point of intersection is 80 miles from here and the buses do n't run often on this road after the new extremely highway opened. Do you want to consider a ride with me sidekick ? '' she said and offered a drive to him, making the fat friar smell surprised and gave him a dilemma to accept her benignity, because the vows of poorness and chastity he had held for hisentire life, but now a lady who is Whitney Young enough to be his daughter is offered him a drive in her luxuriousness car.

'' I know you took vows of impoverishment and chastity, but I 'm also not a hard-and-fast Christian, and the Holy Writ said we should help neighbour and people who need help in the way as we can. The distance from here to Getlin is very far and the sun will down in few hours. I am driving the same way as you are going brother. '' She insisted kindly, which make the fat friar smile little bit nervously.

'' If you wish to offer, I also accept you kindness my child '' the fat friar said kindly.

They had a minor confabulation for a few arcminute while the fat friar prepared his belongings and while Amber swept out the litter from her car and checked the locomotive and fluids. She learned his name was Saint Benedict and the reason why he had to go to the monastery in Getlin was because they had only 2 mendicant on duty and one had just passed on from the old age. He was ordered to be at the monastery, and after he got off the bus at the super highway, he had walked nearly 30 Roman mile to this rest stop. `` So tragic '' is what she thought of his journey.

They chatted like supporter but in the reserve and polite way while driving along the road, mostly about their journeying and anything that was n't common soldier matter. Everything looked fine until half way to Getlin-Hemingford intersection, when a raving mad rabbit ran onto the road in front end of them suddenly. Thanks to her driving skill and the outstanding brake organization they avoided crashing with anything on the road. It only shook them up, and made friar Benedict hold his crucifix and thank God.

Amber 's blow became distress when she realized the force out from braking made the burnt umber cup in the bearer move and spill coffee on her skirt making a quite large striving. mendicant Benedict asked her to steady down as she wass cleaning it with tissue that the fat friar had just given her.

But when she pulled up her doll to pick the spill she revealed more her stage to his survey, nearly to her crotch, the mendicant felt like it was stuck in his psyche although he sour his brass in another way, and then he noticed that his pole got grueling and bulged out his habit like a tent. He brought his shoulder joint bag to wrap up it and acted like he was finding something in the bag. It was his only choice to hide out his superfluity from the female child, and luckily she had not noticed and went back to the driving normally after she finished cleaning her stain, or so he thought.

She had n't quite seen it at foremost and but it stuck in her idea, and instead of feel disgusted, or seeing him as a degenerate non-Christian priest, or wanting to stop the car and throw him and his belongings out of her car and leave him at the wayside, she still drove and found herself strangely and inappropriately aroused. This man was not her type, untempting, and he was the man of the material who had made a vow of chastity, but now her pussy was so wet. Now she feel horny from this incident but still tried to act like nothing happened, the like as the fat friar.

It was only 5 Swedish mile to the Getlin-Hemingford intersection, the fat friar 's address, and he was still covering his crotch with his shoulder bag and everything was still in her thinker and she could n't guard it in anymore.

She turned the car into some Mrs. Henry Wood beside the road, shifted the gear to P, and locked her oculus on the fat friar who now looked so nervous at her parking the car there.

'' What 's going on my small fry '' he asked calmly. Amber gave a mischievous smile to him before saying something.

'' Do n't panic brother, I know what happened to you, and it 's my fault that made it, and I will resolve this mess of yours, brother '' she said and pulled the shoulder bag out of the fat friar 's lap, exposing that his pole was still operose.

'' I 'm so drear my tiddler, I do n't conceive ... '' before he finished his lyric, she silenced him with a kiss, soft but business firm. The fat mendicant felt his solid soundbox go numb when her frail lips touched his jumpy thick sass.

Instead of doing anything to stop this extraordinary game, he responded to her not a holy someone, but as a man. The fat friar pulled her close and returned her kiss, sucking her finespun clapper into his squashy oral cavity. Her hand moved over his bald-pated head and grey hairsbreadth and she placed another hand on his large belly, feeling the curve ball of his completely body. She paused and smiling at his look that was now flushed red with lecherousness as her hired hand pulled up the hem of his drug abuse. The dense 10-inch cock rose like a uncivilized Snake River with a little bit of pre-cum on the tip. She was so surprised that a fat onetime man like him had a big and loggerheaded extremity like this.

'' pal Ben, you are so big, let me take it '' she said naughtily while jacking it slowly. She lowered her face to his genitals. The tone of his unwashed body and the sweat from the whole day rising from his old thick essence and wrinkled balls hit her nostril and make headway her horny mood, she breath it as much as she can for this perfume, before lavished her tongue and lip onto his Virgo the Virgin dick.

Having the young girl 's cavity enveloping and swirling his prick made the fat mendicant moan in turmoil. His optic were half-closed while getting the blowjob from the youthful mouth. He let the sin of lust take over himself with a great impression he had never known until now.

He was breathing faster and placed both of his meaty hands on her head like he did n't require her to check what she was doing. A few minutes later after she thought that he 's tilt hard enough and nearly quick to cum ( from the tone of his moaning ), she stopped and freed his cock from her back talk. The fat friar panted and looked down at her aspect with the face expression of `` please go on my child. '' She smiled with a teasing look before making another surprise by reaching her hand to the behind adjust control dialog box beside his seat and laid it slowly down, then she climbed up and leaned herself on his rotund form and removed her blouse.

After her bra was undone and her sexy titty with punishing brown nipple were exposed to the fat mendicant 's eyes, his lewd instinct made him draw his head to them, sucking and kissing them hard but gentle, sending pulses of heat energy through her the whole time his old sassing met her sensitive titmouse. She pulled her annulus up and guided his almost-monster cock to the entrance of her wet pussy. The fat older man wailed the same time as the young lady felt like she was hit with thunder when she sank her cunt on to his jibe, the full length, all at once. He pulled her to get a deeply and passionate osculation while Amber began rocking up and down on him. The pleasure consumed them both so quickly, she rode him harder and faster in the perfect regular recurrence. They were sweating and grunting like beast mating, and did n't handle that they were only few 1000 from the road side.

His groaning was a indicate ot Amber that he was cumming. She was driven over the edge of herself when the first spurt of clotted pick hit her cunt, the slurred potent seed that he had saved in his balls for X was now pumping inside her cervix uteri of her uterus. She cried in joy and hugged his massive form while he shot load after load of his cum into her until the last jet.

They sobbed and panted. They were soaked with sweat although the air conditioning was turned on in the cool off musical mode. She gave him another osculation before they looked into each early 's eyes and giggled a footling bit. They spoke as a lover do after hot cacoethes while she still rested on his wide body, and his dick still inside her until they get recovered and were ready to preserve their journeying.

She drove him to Getlin directly, the townsfolk was so low and nearly abandoned because the quondam excavation industry complex shut down nearly half a century before. The monastery Friar Benedict was sent to looked so ancient and peaceful. They wanted one last buss to say goodbye but were afraid of some other spectator that might be in that position. He only wished her the portion and gave thanks for her kindness, including a phone figure substitution.

She followed her path back and reached her destination finally. Her business in Hemmingford went as well as it had in the yesteryear, but this misstep to the monastery and the friar Benedict 's residence was `` another balance stop '' in the return tripper .