"Baby, you're really put together nice." He unbuttoned her blouse up the back.

"Not here," she hissed, looking around.

"How am I gonna kiss those little tits of yours unless I get this thing off?"

Too weak to resist, Terry let him slip her blouse forward from her shoulders and off of her arms. She knew she was crazy but when Eddy's mouth touched the tiny, thin cup of her training bra, she gasped with pleasure. He was trying to get the catch loose in back.

"Just pull the cup down," she moaned, digging her nails into the soldier's neck. Eddy slipped her small, plump breast from its restraints and began to wet it with hot kisses. When her pink nipple was sucked between his teeth, she gave a squeal and her hips plunged instinctively. Eddy gave her a scolding look.

"Shhhhh, somebody's gonna hear us if you carry on like that."

"I can't help it. Ohhh, God, it feels so good, darling." She grabbed his head and pulled him down again. This time she watched the suction of his mouth pull her tit deep. With her blouse removed, Eddy was working up her thigh again with his free hand. She felt him touch the damp band of nylon that pressed tightly against her mound. She moved her hips slightly, pressing down against his finger.

Eddy took her hand and pushed it down between his legs. Teresa was surprised to find that his fly was gaping open. She ad never really touched a man… not like Eddy obviously wanted her to do. But he was already forcing her fingers into the gap and she let him. His cock was inside a tangle of cotton underwear. Nervously she searched for it through the clever folds of the shorts. Did a man really go to that much trouble every time he peed? she wondered.