Lisle shook like she was coming out of a trance as Gerlinde stalked to the door.  Tentative fingers explored the soft canyon between her breasts, which still tingled from the friction of that thrusting shaft.  What had just happened?  What was about to happen when that other person knocked on the door?  She couldn't imagine, but she was uneasy about the fact that she had been so taken in by it.  Another exploration brought a swift blush as her fingers touched seething wetness between her legs.