After we'd caught our breath, she said I was even better that Carol had said and if things didn't work out between Carol and I, give her a call. I tol... her I'd keep that in mind, but I had one more thing I wanted her to do for me. "Anything" was her answer. With that, I picked her up, kissed her deeply, and headed for the bedroom door. "What the fuck are you doing?" she nearly screamed. I ignored her and buck naked, started upstairs. I was REALLY hoping her parents were sleeping and I told her. Lisa only bit her lower lip whenever she was in a state of rather intense pleasure or pain.Right then, I think that Lisa would have sold her soul for an orgasm. Getting fisted, which was what happened instead when I was good and ready, was more than good enough for her. My right hand went deeper, to the knuckles, inside her sweet, succulent pussy, while three fingers of my left hand probed her pale, but sexy ass. My wife gave out a loud, guttural cry as I rammed her holes with my hands. Then I. Gina returned to sucking my cock and I first returned to licking and tasting her virgin pussy. I could tell by her squirming that she liked it, but I decided she was ready for something more intense and moved to lick, kiss and suck on her clit. The results were almost instantaneous and she came quick and hard. Her entire body clenched tight and shook and I held on to her to help hold her in place as I continued to suck on her clit. Her orgasm seemed to last for over a minute and she was. He listened, asked, “Would it suit to have a couple of minutes delay in arriving? Okay. We will arrange that. Bye.”“Frances? Two minutes late, if you can manage it.”Frances pressed a key on her phone and an amplified voice said, “Yes, Frances Robertson. What can we do for you?”“We are on the train to Luton. It would be helpful for the local police if the train arrived two minutes late.”“Very well. That is a minor signalling delay; that is all. Consider it done.”“Thank you. Bye.”She looked at.