I put my fingers closer to her asshole and pulled harder on it so that it opened up a bit. With that space I pushed my tongue further into her ass. ... guessed it wouldn't go any farther, so started wiggling it around in there. Lucy went crazy!She screamed and laughed, her hand slapping my ass hard. It stung, but wasn't so bad I would tell her to stop. She stopped on her own. She reached down behind her and moved her finger to her asshole when I pulled away. I watched her slide the tip of. He knew I lived near Manchester, but passed me his email to get my address and telephone number. When he called one afternoon to tell me a story for my wife to cover me as she,s not aware that I do more than just watch videos and dirty pics on Hamster.com. I decided to tell her it was a friend I,d made on one of the social media sites who like me was a keen fly fisherman and was here for a few days on business and wanted to have a drink with me. I Didn,t think she,d want to come as she,s still. I slipped my middle finger between her lips and slowly ran it up and down, increasing the flow of moisture and easing my manipulations. I found her clit, erect and begging to be touched. As I did this she slid a little lower in the seat and opened her legs a little more. I began to finger her earnestly now, alternating with rapidly rubbing her clit and then pushing my finger deep inside of her. She spread her legs as wide as the seat will allow. In the darkness, I can see the whiteness of her. She turned to us and said in French, "We'll make it home in time."I had to guess at her reasoning. Pembroke was just across the river from Quebec. Charley's mind would be searched and the reference to Quebec may throw the watchers off. It wasn't a good ploy but it may help.We landed in Perth and Charley phoned his work to say he was coming down with something and would fly back tomorrow. Within minutes we were in the air again and flying north. This part of the trip was longer and we dozed off.