I could not control my temptation as she pulled me towards her held my fingers.She said, “You have not applied here.” She moved my fingers slowly ...n her pussy. She squeezed some more body wash on my palm as I moved my fingers on her pussy. Slowly softly I kept rolling my fingers there. She rested her head on my shoulders.She moved her legs apart held my fingers on her pussy lips. I kept rolling my fingers on her pussy lips my other hand moved to squeeze her boobs. I crushed her boobs in my hand. A soldier said, "Toilet under bed is. Use, or you the floor clean lick."Sure enough an old-fashioned chamber pot was under the bed, and the Countess did not doubt the threat was real.As she lay on the bed getting somewhat warmer, she finally agreed with the SS Colonel that she really would prefer to be in the Senior Officers' Mess, even if that did mean sleeping with an officer. She also regretted pushing the blue-eyed Captain's hand away from her breast. Two things she was sure of – that she. I walk to their room and it was unlock. I just couldn't stop myself now. I walked right in and and started opening drawers after drawers, looking at all her panties and bra, checking what size she was and to see if have anything sexy. I really couldn't find anything. The only thing i could find was that she had a lingerie set that is see thru panties and bra. She was also size 36d. As weeks went by, it became a habit for me to go thru her stuff to see if she added anything new to her. I wanted to die, to hide, to disappear. I tried tolook at the ground, which only made me stare at my own cleavage, so Itried to cover my breasts by folding my arms, but they were so big andcompletely foreign to me that I ended up just squeezing them togetherlike I was trying to show them off. I avoided eye contact, spokequietly and tried not to call attention to myself, which again had theopposite effect. I knew my bashful, coy mannerisms were driving guyscrazy, but I couldn't help it. .