It hurt, but she didn't want it to stop. She had deserved it, little did he know, she also loved it. As Sister laid over Tucker`s knee, and occasionally moaning, she remembered what she had done. Tucker had gone to fight the war, leaving Sister home alone. Full well knowing she would draw stares she walked out of the apartment in a tight yellow tank-top that ended above her belly button ad denim short shorts. She was doing her errands for the day when she met a tall skinny man with wild black hair and cobalt eyes. The man said his name was Leonard Church, and that he was on shore leave from the army. They walked around the grocery store together finishing their errands. Whenever Sister couldn't reach something Church stepped in to help, and when he did Sister would cop a look at his "area". Likewise Church would let her walk in front of him, so he could look at her ass and tramp stamp. When they left the store Sister invited Church to her house for coffee. One thing led to another, and it ended with Church tearing off his cobalt t-shirt. Then he did the same to her, much to his pleasure, he watched her boobs bounce around. Next Church undid his belt, and slowly slid off his black skinny jeans. Then he did the same to Sister (he had some trouble getting them past her massive ass. Seriously, how did she do it?) Then Church threw her onto her bed and ripped off her panties that said "bulls eye" on the crotch. Church his 9-inch, now erect cock into Sister`s "shockingly loose" vagina (if only he knew). Church then proceeded to fuck Sister senseless while she grabbed onto the headboard in pure pleasure. Every once in a while Church would roll Sister over for a quick smack on her ass (which threatened to eat his hand each time he did). After words Sister passed out from exhaustion and pure pleasure. Church gave her a quick make-out session, another slap on her fat fucking ass, and left. A week later Church got deployed to Blood Gulch with Tucker. Church eventually started bragging, and when Tucker put two and two together he beat the shit out of Church, Tucker than got shore leave so he could punish Sister. Now Sister listened to the love of her life, Tucker scold her. She also heard the constant "smack, smack, smack" of his ebony colored hand on her now ass, and her own moaning. As much as it hurt, and as long as it took for her butt to turn from lightish red, back to its usual tanned state. She would have done it again in a heartbeat.