Jake was doing the pyrotechnics effects and I was going to help him so I could learn. I needed to learn because Howie and Jake were soon going to be g...ne most of the time. Howie Crafton was the member of the RRT who had the explosives license. Howie had already ordered enough blasting caps and other toys that were locked up in the armory.Howie was in the second chopper as part of the roof assault team. Then this afternoon he was on one of the ground teams. This was one of the changes for this. The chemistry between us was undeniable as she openly flirted and giggled at everything I said, and I also noticed that despite the stifling heat, her nipples appeared to be noticeably erect and pressed against the thin fabric of her bikini top. "Was she actually getting turned on just lying here talking to me?" I wondered. "Were her nipples in fact puffy? Wow." Nonetheless, we continued to chat and took turns pouring water onto the hot stove when I was soon taken aback as the singer bluntly. "I'm sorry", she responded."Oh NO, don't be sorry", I said."I'm just not used to anyone like you", she said. It was getting a little easier and I pushed more of my dick in with each stroke and when I was able to bottom out I began to pump her with a steady rhythm while I supported myself on my forearms.I could feel her boobs mashed against my chest and that dreamy look was in her eyes as we actually made love for the first time. Sure we fucked the night of the threesome but like I said this was. Sister Monica, for instance, was required to service Beth, Sister Laura to do the same for Ray. Fifty-seven year old Sister Chelsea was compelled to lick Daphne for now. They would all get swapped and passed around from one member of the family to another, all designed to keep them busy pleasuring congregants rather than planning mischief of any kind.“A little more tongue up my bum, less on my taint, okay, Sister Joyce?” Bob told his own nun, the fifty-one year old Sister Joyce.Sister Joyce.