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around her little button of joy.  She was trembling.  With the aid of her juices, he smoothly entered the vault, drawing forth another “Ahhhhh” of pleasure from Rebecca.  She moved to meet him as he slowly thrust deep inside.  Arching her hips, she went up in order to get the full length of this magnificent tool.  As she arched, Matt’s finger found the swollen clitoris and with a slow movement, he massaged it with is wet finger.  He moved another finger down and squeezed it slightly.  Like the crescendo of an oncoming train a moan erupted and grew louder and louder.  Her dormant sexuality had awakened; she went over the edge and let herself go into a vast pit of ecstasy.  Awareness came back to her and she matched Matt’s rhythm.  When he felt the muscles in her body tense, he whispered in her ear, “Wait for me.  Wait for me, I’ll tell you when.”  Up and down, in and out, she said in a hoarse whisper, “I can’t hold back any more.  I’m coming, I’m coming.”
    “Now” said Matt.  “Now, now ” He thrust deeply, hitting the walls of her vault.  His cock hit the G-spot.  She erupted as he pumped his juices.  He continued pumping until finally empty; he simply lay on top of her.  It was coming with such force; he doubted the sheath could hold it.
    “Wow.  Wow.  Wow,” she said.  “That was awesome.  I feel so alive all of a sudden. ”  She hugged him fiercely.  He kissed her, a deep passionate kiss.  Things were quiet in the bedroom.  Then she heard the far off sound of a train.  Rubbing his cock back and forth with her soft fingers, she could feel it responding.  Her hips began moving against him.  He heard her humming.
    Into her ear, he whispered, “What’s that sound you’re humming?”
    She responded by singing softly, “I hear that train coming; it’s coming down the track.”
    “I don’t get it,” he said.
    “Oh you’re getting it all right,” and with a squeal and a moan, it was at the station, when she erupted.
    “She fell asleep in his arms.
    * * *
    Neither Rebecca nor Matt felt uncomfortable the next morning.  Rebecca awoke first, slipping from the bed and into the bathroom taking a shower.  She put on fresh panties and a bra and donned the robe she had worn last night.  After brushing her teeth and combing out her hair, she went into the kitchen and set the coffee maker up.  She scrambled five eggs with cheese and onions, and fried some bacon.  She had just set the table with two plates when Matt came into the kitchen, wearing his freshly ironed trousers and shirt. 
    He walked over to her and embraced her from behind.  She twisted around to face him.  He bent to kiss her and started to say something.  With a firm voice, she interrupted and said, “Don’t you dare apologize.  It was a marvellous evening if we ignore old what’s his name.  My every nerve is alive and I feel great.  It doesn’t have to mean anything.  We were two adults that needed each other and we satisfied those needs.”
    “All I was going to do was ask when you ironed these.”
    “Oh, I did that this morning, before I took a shower.”
    “Rebecca, where did the idea of going limp come from last night?”
    “When you told him where Jason’s gun was, I knew you had a plan, and when you winked, that cinched it.  I figured I could give you an opportunity to make a move.  When I was a kid, we used to play a game where you go limp.  I was pretty good at it.  When you all of a sudden have 110 pounds of dead weight, it can seem like a lot more.”
    “That wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, but it was better than my idea.  I was going to grab my gun when he reached for the one on the bed.  One of us would have gotten shot in that scenario, so yours worked.”
    “But he got away.”
    “We’ll get him.  I put out an APB.  With us and the cartel after him, I’m pretty sure he’ll decide we’re his best option.”
    “Sit down, your breakfast is getting