Nada. Neit. There was sex between some of the troops, of course, but often none---and so returning home, these young guys were practically exploding w...ith frustrated sexual urges and desires; and the number one, overriding urge the came home with was to either fuck some woman, any woman, like crazy, or, it that wasn't a possibility, then lots and lots of masturbation (and plenty of porn to go with it), or, failing that, a blow job, and blow job by whoever was willing to give it; and that. Then all the sudden you thrust forward slamming your length into my warm wet sheath. I cum instantly. I cry out as a short but intense orgasm shakes my entire body. My vaginal muscles begin to contract spasmodically, making me all the more aware of your dick buried deep inside me. You remain unmoving still inside me, still hard, until I slump forward to rest my forehead on the car.You grab my hips and begin fucking me slowly and steadily. As I recover, I rock back to meet each thrust, your nuts. I learned all my German from her, and eventually, when I spoke it well enough, I realized her accent was from the east. Germans often remarked on my Silesian accent. Lying in bed between your teacher's thighs, buried up to your balls in her warm welcoming twat, is the best way to learn a language. I'm surprised the Department of Education hasn't introduced that method.It was Annalise who taught me how to pleasure a woman during lovemaking. Like most young men my idea of lovemaking – fucking, as. They had me squeezed between them, grinding themselves on me. Steve was kissing my neck and shoulders while fondling my tits and Frank kissed me, parting my lips and driving his tongue deep down my throat. And I was actually getting paid for this as well.I tugged off Frank's shirt. His chest was wide and muscled, a former athlete's body. I stroked the lines of his muscles and pinched his tiny brown nipples. Steve pinched both of mine, squeezing hard and stretching them to the edge of pleasure.