on not becoming a nun

i followed her home
she invited me in
we went to her room and the lovemaking began
the bed springs sang along with our moans
the neighbors must have wondered if the racket came from that bible student
 who lived so quietly alone
earlier at the concert that evening she cowered like a wallflower shy and afraid until our eyes locked  and i knew i had it made
a small town girl who had recently taken the vows to become a nun and live in a convent few of life's pleasures allowed
at the bottom of her heart she began asking herself did she really want this
despite her plans for a life of celibacy were sincere at the start

 
her pussy was hot yet fraught with guilt and sexual sin  as my cock gently assaulted her hymen and slid in

in a few weeks she was giving me head like a good sport without the invisible church fathers lurking to report "
in further weeks she was almost free of .the baggage of catholicism --"im so wet soooo wet"she said  i said "your pagan baptism"
we each had a good laugh at that

yes, no longer a  wallflower now a blooming rose
her sensuous beauty proudly glows!