Wicked Monks

If sin was indeed an invention of the Devil it was a very clever one!

The sun was shining warm onto our bare backs and our dicks were swinging free in the breeze with every step we took closer to making love again - in the cool pond under the little waterfall, on the hot boulders around it or on the old squeaking bed in his father's hut! I think, that this was the happiest time of my life, and when I'm looking back at those times now at my old age, I still cant avoid to smile: we were surely the funniest couple that has ever been: the big hairy bear and me: the naked pink cub . . .