He got home without incident, but was still full of trepidation as he crossed the threshold and closed his door behind him.For the first time in many ...ears Angie greeted him with passion. She ran to him, and wrapped her arms around him. Lifting her mouth to his, sucking hard on his lips as if she wanted to devour him. She ground her body against him, giggling softly as she moved her hand to rub him through his trousers as he responded. With a well practised hand she deftly unzipped him. As she. With a grin Jim sat up, leant over, kissed my wife then slid off the couch to kneel between her open legs. Brenda was breathing hard and heavy as Jim leant forward to plant a kiss on her pussy while his hands slid up her body to her boobs. A glance told me that another minute had passed, there was only five minutes remaining and once again I felt a faint hope that my wife might hold out. My wife groaning drew my eyes back to what was happening Jim was gently blowing on her pussy, his warm. I was 18 then & pretty innocent about life.We stayed in billets till the start of the next year. Then I was19 years old. In that first year there was very little sex forme although there were a couple of encounters, but littlemore than mutual masturbation. I did fuck one guy, but itwas short & sweet. It was all done very quietly, & although there were rumours, nothing was in the open.Just after I was 19 we moved into Tents. That was not as bad as it sounds, in fact it was really super!! The. Jenni made cheese sandwiches and coffee and we took turns at the wheel while eating. The run downriver was uneventful, but as we got to Shotley we met S.B. "Thistle" on her way down the Stour to the open sea. Sailing Barges, are, alas, now just a rare "heritage" feature of the East Coast.They once carried just about anything to just about anywhere from Plymouth to Newcastle and in between. Once, there were thousands; now just thirty or so remain. Identifiable by their big red sprit mainsails,.