His eyes were an intense blue, the shade of the Mediterranean on a sunny day. His hair and beard were a deep chestnut brown, just tousled enough to be... for hands to run through them. His skin had a sun-kissed glow about it, as if he spent a lot of time outdoors. I took in all his male perfection in a moment, before twigging to the fact that there was a strange man in my apartment. Scrambling to get under the covers, behind the bed, somewhere to hide my nakedness, I screeched “What are you doing. The average, sane infantryman hated door-to-door fighting. It was a dangerous, hellious type of fighting. So many obstacles, and around every corner could be a sniper or a company of men just waiting to kill. Damn I wished we had the armour that was promised us by the Brigade Commander.I had five men left in my section, and sent two around to the right flank. I ordered two to wait and give cover fire as needed, along with our resistance friend who was more than happy with the prospect of. My wife was so relaxed she had no idea what was going on. She lay there in a trance with her eyes closed.He had his big enormous cock resting on the table as my wife was pulled back only inches from it. It was now time for the moment of truth. He took the big head on his cock and began to brush it up gently up against my wife’s swollen pussy. Her body jerked up as she let out a startled sigh. He had passed a big step now and was very close to succeeding in his quest to fuck my wife. He had. Again we rested and cuddled touching each other. And I taught her how to really kiss and make out. With passion and joy. "Now, my lovely Brandy you will learn one more way to fuck. It can be very good if you trust your lover or very bad if you don't. So I ask if you trust old Jack." "Oh god yes Jack. I never knew what sex could be before this. Mom and Dad always argued before and after sex. I could hear them. That's why I was so afraid of it and why I was still a virgin until you came to me.