Nor could he deny to himself that the panties felt great. The top was rubbing against his nipples, which had become small aching pebbles and he had be...un to squeeze his ass cheeks together in anticipation of her dildo assault on his ass."I like it. I want you fuck me while I wear your panties. I want you to do anything you want." Good, stand here while I go get my cock. Do not touch yourself, just think of how sexy you look to me with your big cock all hard because you are dressed in my soft. I can see the passion in your dark eyes and tremble with the knowledge of what is to come. I think if my heart beats any faster it will explode. You kneel beside me reaching down and pressing your hand onto my bushy mound slipping in between the swollen lips to find my hard little knob of pleasure. I whimper. I am hungry for your cock and move closer to you so that you can straddle my head and drop your cock into my mouth. I feel you tear away the garter and remove the stockings and heels. You. 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 at my scratches and said she should put something on those.. "I thought a minute, "What's the cure?" She gave me an evil grin and whispered, "Racquetball... Cures damn near everything including terminal homesickness."I blurted, "Bullshit? You mean the little ball against the wall real hard don't you?"She chortled, "Yep that's it cowboy."I swallowed hard, "Calling me cowboy ain't helping any... that's the problem, I should be home helping move the herd down to winter pasture."We slithered out of the coach's party and drove uptown to a big building housing.