I didn’t masturbate as much as would be expected- especially with how much I thought about sex. And whenever I did masturbate, it was non penetrative, so I knew my hymn was still intact.I didn’t realize I was panting a little until Ray said in a worried tone, “Are you alright?”I realized then how hot I was getting and I said. “I’m fine, I’ll be right back.” I quickly left the room and went to the bathroom. I slid my finger down the outside of my pussy lips, feeling the moisture there. I wiped it away with some tissue and sat on the floor of the bathroom. I slowed my breathing down and dispelled my fantasies.When I came back about twenty minutes later, Ray’s beer was half empty and he seemed to be just about done.He gave me a worried look; he probably thought the panting was from a panic attack or something. “I’m fine, don’t worry. Sometimes I just get a little . . . Warm.” I said, choosing my words carefully on purpose. I gave him a seductive smile and left the room again, deciding. She got me some towels and then closed the door and went down stairs. I showered and beat off to take care of my urges and dried off. I went back into the bedroom to find all my clothes gone and a pair of gym shorts and T-shirt left on the bed. I put these on and went downstairs where she was putting all my clothes in the washer. She said it was no problem and she wanted to something for me besides lunch. So we went into the kitchen where she had fixed some great soup and black bread.We ate and talked about the movie and some of the history of the area. She tols me she had been born on the coast and her parents had gone to England when the war broke out and grew up there, only moving back to Holland when she was 20. She also told me she was divorced for about five months and that her ex-husband had gone to France to live with his girlfriend, that she had a daughter about my age in school in Amsterdam. I told her about growing up in California and the Army. As we finished, she looked.
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