Sometime later, right about the moment I faintly heard someone knocking at the door announcing breakfast, a new, unfamiliar tongue had joined Scotia�...s.Not Wilma’s or Millie’s, I was certain. Not Grimm’s either, or Lightning Lass ... probably. That skinny speedster had breasts even smaller than Millie’s and she sucked cock like she was starving for the nutrition! Mighty Maid? Not a chance! She was almost peerless in a stand-up brawl, but the dim bitch wouldn’t know what to do with a cock if it. She reached around and took hold of me. A couple of quick strokes with her hand and she was pressing the tip of my cock against her. The moisture of her excitement glistened on the tip of my cock, and I took hold of her hips. I pushed in gently at first, but it wasn’t needed. She was burning hot and so fucking wet, I slid right in. The sensations of entering her were just indescribable. So warm, so soft, so smooth, so tight. As I penetrated deep inside her, I had to pause for a moment,. The trains never on time and I was leaving for work at 6am instead of my normal 8am. My wife was angry at my stupidity and thought I deserved what I got,after a few weeks of travel I noticed a woman I thought must be in her thirties and would get on the bus a stop after mine ,catch the same train and get off at the same station.She was about 5’8′ tall slim and about a 14b bust well a bit bigger than my wife who was a 12c.She was well dressed wearing business suits or stylish. Pamela was sitting at the kitchen table as Helen arrived home from her research at the Archives. She had some documents in her hand, and was obviously excited, and she kissed Pamela on the cheek with some familiarity, and hurriedly.Penn saw this tableau, as if through Helen's eyes, and felt it, as if in Helen's skin, and heard her talk,"Pamela, I know you've been badgering at me for weeks now, but I have finally found it. I have found what you seek. You and Poe were right all along."Pamela.