Her grin matching his, she was thrilled.  Lana wanted hours with him, in her bed, and she knew Chris wouldn’t be home any time soon.<br/><br/>“I love it.”  Lana was being completely honest, the finger in her ass was a pleasant sensation she was quickly growing accustomed to.  Returning each and every one of his kisses, she gently pressed back each time he pressed his digit forward.<br/><br/>Gasping as he pinched her nipple, she nodded her head in agreement.  The second finger provided more sensation than just one, obviously, but Lana felt no pain.  Just a delicious pressure she wanted to explore further.  A smile on her face, she answered him, “Yes.  Please.”<br/><br/>Extricating herself from his lap, she crawled her frame to the front seat; her breasts now as bare as her ass.  “Ready when you are.” She giggled, watching him arranging himself back together.