Lisa collapsed onto the bed, John's finger still deep inside, she reached back down, took him by the hand and moved to suck his fingers clean. John th...at was great, do you want to taste me she asked, John nodded as she reaced her fingers between her legs and wiped her juices onto them, she gifted her fingers to him, John inhaled and then gently sucked on them, he loved the taste and wanted more, she told him to wait because she wanted to taste his cock.Lisa started licking up his shaft, teasing. ”The tenth one caught my upper thighs. That inspired an improvisation on my part; I said, “Tuna fish!”“What does that mean?”“I thought that was our safe word, Mrs. Sykes.” Of course, I had made it up on the spot.She seemed amused, “Hah, this is not some game,” although it certainly was just that. “I admit, I was off-target; let me reposition myself.”She moved closer and put her right hand on my back to hold me in place; she transferred her whip to her other hand. I didn’t know if she was. "The hell you do. You've had it twice tonight, but not from a man. Before he could reply she was on her feet, her eyes flashing, the room being somewhat better lighted than when he had stared through the window at her."You don't want to fuck Rose? Is that it, Pete?" What's happened to you?" he asked, stalling for time. He didn't want to lay her but preferred that she go down on him. In fact, he was going to insist on this. "The other time I was here, you seemed not to want to do it. Now you're. ” I jumped out of bed and turned around. I hopped up and down a bit and then smiled.“Holy shit. You are fucking amazing. I mean you always were, but how in the hell did this happen. Your ass, those tits, and you look, well, younger.”I reached under my tits and pushed them up. “So do you like the changes I made?”“But how in the hell did you do this?”I moved toward him as he sat on the edge of the bed and put my tits in his face. “Don’t ask questions. Just enjoy.”He took my nipple in his mouth.