Additional scene I had in mind with Friedrich and Etta: First Time.
>So the big day's here. The two aren't married yet, but fuck it - it's the apocalypse; not like God's got any gripes when most of humanity's dead to begin with.
>Friedrich is in the shower at one of the two's residences; likely Etta's as they'd just liberated Hamburg and were preparing for the drive to the Soviet Union. Gunfire's still audible outside the city walls.
>Getting out of the shower, Friedrich notes that he forgot to bring his spare clothes into the restroom with him... Or did he? No, he couldn't have forgotten.
>Cracking the restroom door, he calls out for Etta. No response, so he figures he'd go out to retrieve his underwear.
>Big mistake.
>Etta is sitting on the bed outside in nothing but her bra, now staring directly at the man's dick.
>Friedrich, having never seen another man's cock before to compare, thinks his is too small for her liking.
>Etta, covering her mouth with one hand seems to add to this insecurity. It seems like she's about to laugh.
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>Turns out she was trying to cover up her blush. She herself hadn't seen a cock in her life, no matter how much she acted the opposite. Removing her hand, she'd slowly spread her legs, offering herself up wordlessly.
>Friedrich, in spite of his green-ness, knew the assignment. Even still, he'd approach carefully.
>Etta would put on her usual psychotic-looking smile to match; really it wasn't intentional, her looking that way, it's just that she never quite smiled naturally. Getting that he was timid, she'd reach a hand out between her legs and pull the man in on top of her, looking him in the eye.
>"Don't sweat it," she spoke in her usual monotone voice, "I might need you to take it easy... You're pretty big."
>Emboldened yet still blushing, he'd open her folds with two fingers, causing the blonde to moan softly. Following that he'd slide himself in, her pussy clenching violently around his shaft.
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