Your hands feel soft upon my skin, and rather than handle me roughly or with passion, your touch is tender and soothing. The tenderness of a woman who...has been a mother, I think to myself, and whose hands have cradled and soothed babies, and now she touches me with the same gentle reassurance.You caress me, and fondle my balls in your hands as you also stroke my erection, your gaze fixed upon my eyes and not upon my parts. You look me in the eyes and though you are silent, your gaze speaks to. Just don’t post that video!”Natalie smirked, she knew she had me now. “Stand up” she commanded, I obeyed, still covering my cock. “Put your hands on your head” she said firmly. Reluctantly I did as told, revealing me still hard cock. She took a photo of me, and laughed “this is going to be fun! Now pinch your nipples.” I pinched them as she took more photos. “Now get on your knees and tell me what just happened” I knelt down in front of Natalie and said “you just caught me jerking off to Danya”. ” I couldn’t help but cry when I read that. It really comforted me to know that you felt the same about me. Your roommate is at home, but that didn’t bother me. We exchanged Christmas gifts. I still can’t drink a cup of tea without thinking about how special you are. Oh and the Auden poems are simply the best. I read them often and always think of you. You take my hand and we go to your room where you just hold me so tight. It’s dark outside now and the only light in the room is very faint.. And I’m wondering, do you think about me when you masturbate?”Holy shit. Time to come clean. “Um, well, sometimes. Part of it is the lingerie. It has your smell on it, and so it’s hard not to think of you when I’m wearing it.”“Oh. That makes sense. Are you attracted to older women?”“Yeah. Always have been, since I was in junior high. That’s who I think about.”“I see. Jack, I’m not criticizing your sexual desires. And I don’t mind if you think about me. But I value honesty over everything..