Just plain unappealing on a bunch of different levels. But at least they got musical accompaniment!
"Without thinking, without planning it, he found himself kissing her breasts as hungrily as a child might and she gave herself to him as any mother as if she were breast feeding him. He lost himself in the woman-child feeling and without thinking, began to caress the rest of her warm, voluptuous body, letting his hands roam over the lovely plain of her belly, the darkness that Shakespeare called 'bottom grass' and the smooth, ivory-hard roundness of her thighs. A moment later he had entered her and they were making wild, passionate love, completely oblivious of the world outside. Their perspiration bathed them in a wetness that was an indication of their passion and their mutual hunger. The room became a ship in space, cut off from any moorings. The German brass band oompah-pah-pah world, the Army olive drab world, the tired masonary of Berlin and the ruins stacked in the empty weeded lots did not exist."
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