Steven still had the odd nightmare, but he never hit me, and it usually ended in an intense lovemaking session, just like the first time almost did. T...e nightmares seemed less frequent, and less intense, when we were together. Deciding to hire a P.I. to investigate her disappearance might have helped. I guess we will see. We never truly had problems with pain during sex, although there were some things we just didn’t do very often, like missionary position. It seemed that just being with. To enter her body & lap that glorious nectar like a kitten to milk. Placing little kisses on her inner thighs, all around her mound, I slowly lowered my face to her sex. I was in heaven, all thoughts of my earlier hopes vanished. L raised her legs above her head & planted her feet on the wooden rail that held the chair. What an awesome sight. She was offering her pussy to me, totally open & trusting. I licked, lapped & nibbled. I sucked her outer lips, hard, into my mouth; drawing more blood. Apologies about that earlier I was pushing for time a bit, if you want to carry it on I can come back later when I've carried out all my duties, then off he went back down the train, sometime later an announcement was made that the toilet on the back two carriages were out of order and for passengers to use the one further down the train. At this point most of the lights were dimmed on the Trian to allow passengers to get some sleep.The conductor came back up the train and sat down, don't worry. She would have been considered pretty, except for the fact that she had a hard edge about her, that being her blonde hair was short and pulled harshly to one side, and her manner was that of someone in complete control! After several seconds of silence the blonde, while looking directly into Amy Jo's eyes asked, "You're a fem aren't you, I can smell you a mile away!?!" Amy Jo turned a bright shade of red, and while averting her eyes replied softly, "Yes, yes I am!" The blonde made a snorting.