Now I thought it was time to introduce a second finger, so after putting a little more lubricant on a second finger, I withdrew my first finger and st...rted pushing the two fingers into her. This didn't seem to take as long as when I put my first finger into her and by the time both fingers were fully inserted and moving about inside her, she told me that she liked it. Of course, I was continuing to give attention to her clitoris and vagina and I'm sure that was helping her enjoy it." I'll bet. He started whispering that I was doing good. He whispered, “A little faster” I was going as fast as I could without disturbing Oma. He whispered, “Squeeze tighter”. I did and he started saying “Oh, Oh…” I could feel it contact, it felt like a hose, I could feel it pumping. Next thing I know, hot creamy stuff is running down over my hand. He grabbed my arm so I couldn’t let go. When he finished, he had a towel and whipped my hand off. He then brought my fingers to his mouth and licked. “You feel so good, Ells.” Her voice sounds breathless, her words panting from her. I’ve heard her coming before while she’s with Lucas but I suddenly want to experience it myself, to be the reason behind her making those sounds. I release her breast and wrap my arm around her, gripping her bare shoulder and pulling her tightly against me. It leaves little room for the movements of my hand, but the restriction intensifies both her touch and mine. I feel it building inside me, my climax just. I unlocked the door to the kitchen, but stood with my back to the door and asked, "Becks ... do you trust me?" No," she laughed. "Not a bit." Then I guess you'll have to sleep in the garage." If I have to ... then ... I don't NOT trust you. That's as far as I'll go."I doubled up a necktie I'd left in the garage and tied it around her head, making a half-assed blindfold. She endured it peacefully. When I took both her hands in one of mine and held them behind her back, she didn't utter a sound..