The thought of being naked, and yet almost a part of this gentle summer scene aroused her and she found herself reaching down between her legs to casu...lly play with her clitoris. Drew leant back against the window frame listening to the sounds of summer and casually masturbating – this is what she had missed since leaving for university, the chance to have leisurely masturbation sessions and orgasms.Drew lay back down on her bed and carried on masturbating, her eyes closed, dreaming that she. I somehow managed to straighten myself up."Thank you," I said to the blonde and curtsied."Thank you," I said to the dark haired man behind and curtsied to him.Mistress then said: "Alright you little slut pull up your panties - youwant to cover up especially that little thing you have there". Shepointed to my penis.I curtsied: "Thank you mistress. That is my clitty mistress."She smiled. I was saying everything that she expected and she waslapping it all up - although not like I had just been. He works long hours and I’m often home alone. Yesterday, I was returning from the shops when I bumped into our neighbour. I’ve always thought he was attractive, in his early forties, tall and fit looking with a naughty glint in his eye: he made me feel as though he was looking at me stark naked. We had chatted occasionally over the hedge but never been alone together. He asked me if I’d like a coffee, and I found myself agreeing and going into his house. Rather than putting the kettle on, he. He phoned me to tell me that he was being transported to the hospital by ambulance. During his stress test, he had severe angina. He had an immediate by-pass. After, his doctor sat Walter and I down to tell us that they could not clear all the blockages. He would be okay, but his working days, hunting, and sex were over, due to his condition, and the medicine he was to take.I can not tell you how happy I was that my man was alive. That was all that mattered. I could adjust to not having sex, I.