Instead I bent my index finger and pressed the knuckle into her opening stretching it. She groaned so I must have done it right.I was frigging her cl...t madly while prodding her opening with my knuckle and her hips were churning. I settled into this remembering how long it had taken last time when I was completely surprised. Pat hissed. “Oh yes!” and her hips rose off the bed. I kept rubbing and poking and she kept her body arched twice as long as before. When she finally collapsed I. Damn! This door wasn't on their plans of the castle. Why was it here? Was it a defensive structure or was it to deter casual theft? Most likely, something of moderate value was stored beyond the door; it just was not in any sort of reasonable attack route. They had to get through this door or else make a circuitous detour none of them wanted to try. Dick didn't hesitate. He ordered a defensive perimeter set in place while the lock expert picked the lock. Dick could have had it blown open, but. “Feels pretty warm to me, Sandrine.”Sandrine poked her. “Not me, silly. The rock.” Amélie did not move her hand but she turned and leaned in and kissed Sandrine. “I love you, Sandrine.”After she returned the kiss Sandrine withdrew her hand and looked at Amélie. “Where did that come from, Amélie?”Amélie shrugged. “I don’t know. It is as though I felt the rock warm through your hand. It was calling to me, somehow, through you. Didn’t you feel that?”It was Sandrine’s turn to shrug. “Not really.. I did, though, take the time to give her the four-fingers-inside-and-thumb-on-the-clit which Hilary had enjoyed so much. Soon she was bucking hard against my hand. I withdrew it, and climbed aboard. She was hot, wet, and welcoming, and came very fast. I managed to hold off for a couple of minutes, and we managed a pretty acceptable simultaneous orgasm. In doing so, I found another difference between the girls. Talking isn't the same as doing, and Jill's body language wasn't quite the same as.