John modified the bike removing the rear pillion and replacing the seat with a springer saddle. When asked about a bitch seat John would remark, “I ...on’t pickup bitches so I don’t need a bitch seat.”John’s martial life took the Army typical nose dive once the biannual rotations to war zones started. Christy his blond bombshell of a wife got pregnant during John’s second tour. John came home for R&R leave and by the time he made it home after deployment Christy was ready to pop. Thirty days. "Come over here,Paul,I want to deal with you first," Sr.Ethel ordered in a very stern tone of voice.It was clear to the boy's that what was about to happen to them would be very painful.Sr.Ethel seemed to have a a great love for administering corporal punishment. Paul tuned to face Sr.Ethel.As he did both Dean and Jason noticed Sr.Agnes shuffle in her chair,she was gazing,longingly at Paul's posteriorPaul approached Sr.Ethel ,who was an elderly Nun with a very stern look on her face,he wondered. After a bit of small talk (and a refill on beers) he asked me if I went to theaters often. I told him that coming from a small town and never having seen anything like that I felt like a kid in a candy store. He asked me if I had a girlfriend and I said no. He asked me if I was a virgin and blushing I admitted I was. He got up and grabbed another couple of beers and sat down next to me. I scooted over a bit but the couch was small and not a lot of room to move. I decided to finish my beer. I kissed her on the lips and we were locked up into one then moving down from her sensuous lips I started kissing on her boobs and finally I made my way towards the gateway to heaven. she was wet with excitement I kissed her cunt lips for eternity and she was begging for more then finally I guided my cock towards her burning pussy. I inserted it fully and waited to which she locked her legs firmly around my waist and I started pumping her as fast as possible. I was wondering whether the bed.