S., driving an American made motorcycle, a Harley Davidson sportster and I was quite surprised to learn Ella loved biking as Gramps or George rode yea...s ago and she loved it."Oh Harold, this is a real bike, a real sweet street bike, You do have a license ... right?" Of course I have a license, Ella."I used to love riding with George, he had a road king by Harley." So Ella, you like it huh?" Harold, I love it and I hope you will take me for a spin rather soon." Oh Ella, I will love giving you a. Not my thing. I’ll stay at the bottom of the hill and pray you make it to the bottom.” I smiled, they hugged me.“We found a place east of Aruba, still Dutch, but a different island.” This was Jackie.“Curacao?” I asked.“No, Bonaire. A little farther east. There is a place there where we can learn and then dive. But it takes more than a week to do both. The Harbor Village Bonaire is the name of the place. It’s a resort near a harbor. Oh, Jeez, no shit, Jackie. I surprise myself sometimes. Near a. . Experience had taught me that this was a good time to pause and let sphincter muscles adjust, before I knew it Marge was pushing back at me trying to get more cock in her ass.Des looked and smiled at me. Tammy, unbidden slid down so she was looking up at her mom's face; "Tell me, you love me? You love Paul's dick in your ass! Mom, we're going to be whores together! Ain't that great?" Above them Des smiled at me and silently mouthed 'Cunts'. Well, part of Marge's exam was to suck my ass dirty. On silent trainers I ran up behind her and with one movement put my left arm around her neck, stifling the quick yelp of surprise before it became a scream, and pulled her backwards until she was hard against my chest. With my other hand I placed the chloroformed pad against her face and within seconds she had lost consciousness.Toby brought the car alongside and I bundled her into the back seat. We always work as a team. It's safer that way as well as practical for without the car we could.