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Grimacing, Maddison swallowed and said, “Ugh. Still, not as bad as I expected.” After this, we were all silent for a while. Finally, Jenny struggled forward, causing my penis to snake out of her, a weak smile on her face. She kissed me. Stroking her hair and kissing her back for a while, I noticed that the smell of Jenny’s orgasm was somehow different than Maddison’s. I’d never before realized that girls’ fluids SMELLED different. Then again, I’d never had two of them orgasm in front of me in such a short period of time. We didn’t say much as we got cleaned up the best we could without water—the sound of the tap was too risky—and went back out to the living room. I was still naked, of course, but the two girls had gotten dressed. Ashley still had a breast exposed and Laurel was still topless, though she had turned onto her left side. When I pointed out these things to my companions they giggled. “Will you still be my first?” Maddison Natural tits asked shyly as I kissed her goodnight and I nodded as I smiled. “You just say when.” “And I want to do that again. Maybe with more people.” Jenny knelt down, found that she was face to face with my now-soft penis, gave it a cute little kiss, and went the rest of the way to the floor. When I handjob sent the video to Melissa in an email, this is what I put in the subject line: You won’t believe this! Enjoy! CHAPTER 1 Klaus was fast asleep when he was awoken by a gentle kick to his boot, he stirred slightly and his eyes opened. Slowly he remembered where he was, he had sat down a few hours ago at the entrance to the wooden bunker his squad and another had been posted to. Things had not been going well for the German armed tits forces as a whole. A few months earlier things were stable, granted there may not have been much ground gained for Army Group Center but at the very least none was being lost, in fact at that time ground was being taken by Army Group South. That was until the German Sixth Army had been encircled in Stalingrad. Just a week ago word had finally reached them, Stalingrad had fallen and the Sixth Army was destroyed. Ever since Army Group South had been steadily losing ground, and despite his division; The 18th Motorized Infantry Division belonging to Army Group Center, it had been feeling the repercussions as the once stable front line came under constant assaults, and to stop the Soviet advance and Bolster the new defensive positions the 18th had been pushed to the front thirty kilometers north of a town called Roslavi. Those defensive positions being where they now found themselves. “Klaus wake up, NCO briefing starts in an hour and before that you have to go and pick up our blonde platoon’s new recruits.” An all too familiar voice that clearly belonged to his younger brother Friedrich said. “How many are there this time?” He responded, pulling down on the back end of his stahlhelm which straightened it and pulled it up off his face exposing his eyes to the light it had previously prevented from waking him. “I think...about twenty or so…” His brother responded. “That’s it? Fuck that isn’t enough, we lost fifty men in the last nine days alone, these damn Russians and their constant attacking.” He said as he stood up, pulling his MP 40 up off the wall he had leaned it against while he slept. “When you go, we need more ammunition for the machine gun, I only have a box and a half left between both my carrier and assistant gunner.” “Alrighty, I will see what I can do Friedrich.” He responded as he patted Friedrich’s shoulder a few times while walking past him. As he moved out of the bunker and into the open air, he stretched his arms and looked down the trench that the other members of his squad were positioned in, spending their free time relaxing, cleaning weapons, playing card games, as well as committing to a plethora of other past times. As he walked past the men of his squad he would greet them individually and check in on how they were especially in regards to ammunition. 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