She was giving me a hell of a blowjob, however i wanted to enter her tight pussy again. I pulled her away from my cock, spreaded her legs and then plo...gh into her pussy. We made love for about an hour before she decided that we needed to clean up and have breakfast. We took a shower together and the whole time i couldn't keep my hands of her, not even for a second. We exited the bathroom and went into our own rooms to get dressed, i was reluctant but she insisted i did so if not i'll be inside. But after,there was no doubt that I would need to work on my hair every day. Myhair does have a kind of nice soft curl to it, but if I had a fuller headof hair, I would probably go shorter and more playful.But all of this isn't enough for E. There are layers and layers to herdominion over me. I have learned that if I want to receive any affectionor attention from E, I must take pains to totally conceal any masculineattributes. I have been keeping myself tucked so that I present a. I WANT THIS PLACE LOOKING LIKE A PROPER MILITARY CAMP BEFORE DARK!"A man shouted, "YES, SIR!" He then started carrying out the order. I must say that Sgt. James was the kind of NCO (Non-Commissioned Officer) that any officer would want in his command. The men quickly and efficiently cleaned up the mess and moved the bodies to an area where a common grave had been dug. The bodies were pushed into the trench and covered.Meanwhile, two men were working on salvaging as much of the supper as they. She was horny and aggressive, and I was mostly on the receiving end. The school girls were much different, giggling and shy. We did a lot of kissing and petting on dark park benches, but I never had the guts to go beyond that. In the Army, some of my comrades were already married and/or had years of sexual experiences with women of their age. So, I felt as a newcomer listening to their stories and was embarrassed to tell them about my particular history. This all changed when I met Gerda. She.