She twisted in my grip, and finally faced me. Instead of talking, she reached up with her lips for a kiss. While our tongues dueled, she brought my ha...d to her pussy, and spread her legs. I entered her again, this time with more difficulty, since the soap had washed away. Instead of trying to go in farther, I diddled her clit with two fingers, and she moaned into my mouth.I broke the kiss."You don't want an orgasm like this," I said."Why... not?" she panted."You want my mouth there."She. I kept her clit between my lips and thrust my fingers rapidly in and out of her.“Uuuunnhhh… Uuunnnhhh…” she was loud, much louder than the day before, not screaming, but almost, sounding like a woman in labor but lustier, thrusting her hips up high off the bed with each cry. It was a long orgasm. It turned me on, seeing and hearing her come like that. As if all the orgasms she’d not properly had over the years had lain dormant but still growing inside her, and now found egress through this. Once his hair was thoroughly clean, and the suds from the soaps hadwashed down the drain, Danni stepped carefully out of the shower onto thebathmat. As he did, he could not help but see his still beautifullypedicured and polished toe nails beneath him. He went to the mirrorafter wrapping a towel around his whole body, much as a woman might (hedidn't want someone walking in and catching a surprise), and he wiped thecondensation off the glass. He was immediately shocked.Before him, the pretty. Sunday morning arrived and she greeted it late, happy to lie in bed and think about her cruise, the money and the events of the past couple of weeks. There didn’t seem to be any pattern or trigger, it was just that major events had taken place and had decided to include her. She thought of Rob and realised that he hadn’t called, which surprised her a little, but she also hadn’t thought about him much either. His face, mannerisms, jokes, language were still familiar but fading into a general.