“ohhhhh nooooo. My pussy is sore it’s paining i can’t take it anymore. May be tomorrow” she said. She wore her dress planted a kiss on my chee... and “good night bro”. “Sweet dreams sissy”After 16 days16 days passed every day having sweet and soft sex. We tried every new trick we can 69, me banging her mouth with her back to the wall, she sitting on my mouth, everything. But this day November 2nd changed my life. I woke up as usual in the morning. My cock still throbbing due to last night. Moving slowly, my hand went higher; again the kiss on my ear. I could feel my manhood stiffening and the wetness of pre cum was showing on my pants. This time when you kissed my ear I felt your hand on my cock. Gently you massaged with the palm of your hand. I had now reached the top of your thigh and my hand was moving along your panty line, without a word I let my finger slide underneath into the damp warmth. Withdrawing my finger I slowly put it in my mouth, smelling you, tasting you. As I. "This humanitarian stuff has its compensations," Ellie thought to herself. Besides, she quite liked the combat camouflage of her uniform. And the powder-blue beret rather suited her, she felt.With the girls inside she slapped the driver's door, indicating that they were ready to go and took her seat in the ambulance, following behind the truck as it headed towards the Russian border.When the truck stopped and the girls disembarked they were all relieved to see the huts with the Russian flag,. I had enough money for food and milk for the kids. I seemed to find money just in time for books. There just wasn't enough for new clothes, car repairs or even a hair cut. The car had deteriorated so badly, I sold it to a local mechanic for parts. The G.I. bill was putting me through school, St. Louis University. But there was not any extra money to be raising a family. I received some disability, but again it wasn't enough to raise a couple of kids. I had used up all of my savings the past two.