Amy in close combat

After the lieutenant had emptied his magazine, he ordered the sergeant to join him.

“Take over and show Private Amy what a real barracks drill is.”

“Yes, sir.”

My legs, which had turned to jelly, could no longer support me, and I sank down onto the hard ground. I remained there, moaning. For the sergeant, this was no reason to go easy on me. He turned me onto my back.

In no time at all, he had stripped off his uniform. His cock stood out big and hard in front of him.

“Legs apart, soldier,” he barked.

“Yes, sir. Right away, sir.” What else could I do? Orders had to be obeyed. That was the most important thing in the Army.

He immediately rammed his thick cock into my tight hole, which fortunately had already been well lubricated by the lieutenant, otherwise I would have screamed loudly.

With the force of a steam hammer, he nailed me to the rough concrete floor. And my already overstimulated body couldn't take it anymore. I looked into the hundred faces surrounding us, but there was nothing I could do to stop my orgasm from overwhelming me. Squealing like a pig on a spit, I came and rode from climax to climax until the sergeant grunted and unloaded inside me.

Wow, so that was my first close combat training. Pretty exhausting.