Shaking his head, Sid said, “I don’t need it.”“After that amazing performance, you don’t need it?” Sally asked wide-eyed.Considering that ...he had lost consciousness about the time that he had entered her, Sid hadn’t even broken a sweat.He chuckled and said, “I barely even did anything.”A little embarrassed when she saw that Sid was still erect, Sally said, “Maybe you should spend a little time with Cynthia Companion. I’m not sure that I’m up to another round at the moment.”Cynthia’s best sexual. There was no door, simply an opening straight into the tunnel. I pulled out a chair and sat gratefully on it. My body felt bruised and battered from the fall out of the waterfall tunnel down onto the hard rock floor of the storeroom. A lump on my left leg showed the early signs of a nasty bruise, but by prodding it gently, I didn’t think anything was broken. As I rested, I had a few minutes to gather my thoughts, I wondered what Miles was up to. Obviously, he had known about the tunnel system,. Did Helen understand him enough to understand, to know why he was really there? For that matter, did he understand himself enough or was he only fooling himself into thinking he wasn't there to make a play for her?Leaving Colin's office he knew he was heading home to pack for an indefinite trip to Lake Chelan in his motor home. While assembling the needed items he began trying to call Helen at the Chelan number she gave him.The packing was completed and he had just hung up the telephone after. He pushed her onto her back and swapped to the other nipple, not as hard as the first, but catching up quickly. Her nipples popped in and out, in and out, and she moaned as her cunt went wet with juice. As she came she roughly pushed his head away, the intensity of the pleasure had become too much.But he was not rejected, and started to lick down her firm stomach, little laps of wetness slowly moving down to her crotch. His tongue went over her clit, she arched her back, down her love furrow.