Rosalind was watching her silently, looking somewhat satisfied with herself. And then she remembered. Jason had wanted to experiment. To see what else...was out there. She grinned in the knowledge of what she'd found."Are you ok?" asked Rosalind."Fine. That was amazing," replied Lily. She chuckled. "Just what I needed."She stood and began retrieving her clothing. Rosalind just observed, saying nothing, as Lily donned her bra and blouse, attempting somewhat futilely to look presentable. Although. When she seemed blind with frustration, we looked at one another and somehow together decided it was time, and both slowly worked our lips inward and over each thigh, each of us towards one side of her dripping cunt. Mark and I were practically cheek to cheek, but we were lost in Lisa’s body and didn’t notice. I moved my fingers to slowly touch “my” outer lip of her pussy and watched as Mark did the same. Just as we were doing with pulling her legs, we each were now gently pulling apart her. Despite my wetness, he felt huge. I gripped the carpet for all my life was worth. It was then that the animal took over, in him and in me. His strong, rough hands held me firmly in place, his right had drifted to the small of my back pushing me towards the carpet which caused my bottom to lift skywards. He began to pump furiously, grunting loudly with each deep thrust. I grunted in return wanting to push back to meet his hammering cock but unable to get any traction. I awkwardly managed to get. Miranda would never win any beauty contests, but her smile could win my heart if I wasn't careful.It took Miranda almost all afternoon to tell me everything we 'talked' about while I was unconscious. She was having a blast recalling all of our one-sided conversations, to catch me up. Since I had nowhere to go and nothing to do, it was a day well spent."Daddy said you lived in a converted hotel room near the airport, and that you work there taking care of the planes. It sounded kind of lonely..