It only takes two hours on the train, and you know that Eda or I would pick you up from the station whenever you want, you know that damned well!" Mir...anda's face had screwed up a little when I'd mentioned Eda, but she made no comment. "Now, all the kids are around in the walled garden, with their ... with Moeder, in the swimming pool. I'll show you the way."Shit, I nearly put my foot right in it, I had been trusting to luck, that Miranda would have no knowledge of Dutch. Since Eda had come over. I let you express your desire and then break off. "Patience, my sweet," I repeat and push my body against yours. You can feel my hard cock against the small of your back with only two layers of thin material between. We kiss again, lips and tongues and cheeks and chins.I slide one hand from the railing up your belly. The metal has stolen the heat from my hand and it is cool against your skin, but it warms quickly. My hand steals under your pajama top for a moment, stroking the bare skin around. “It’s okay. I don’t matter how many did.” I slid my hand down to her ass and cupped her right cheek. “It’s only sex,” I said, to the other man’s amazement. “You will be fine. I’ll call the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine.”She started to slow her crying. “You still love me?” she asked.“Of course, I do,” I told her, squeezing her ass. “Why would I stop loving you? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly.” I pulled her face up to look into mine. . I feel myself hard and ready for what is to come. My cock throbs with each beat of my heart as it races in anticipation for the coming game. I slowly reach down and begin to stroke up and down. My mind begins a series of images and memories. Flashes of the times that felt so good to be inside you. Times where my lips caressed your flesh, where my tongue tastes you. My cock feels electric with the excitement as I pull harder and faster, the moments of a climax are coming but not close enough to.