"Good, I'll get some tea!" May agreed, "You do like tea?" I guess," I agreed."We will get the bed down," Martha suggested."But Mrs Baxter will see you...Martha," May cautioned."Oh dear," Martha exclaimed, "How shall we manage?" Draw the drapes?" I suggested."Oh," Martha exclaimed, "I don't think so, I wouldn't feel safe upstairs with a man." I'll sleep on the floor," I suggested."Are you sure?" Martha asked."Sure!" I agreed, "I can sleep anywhere!" He could sleep on the couch," May said, "He's. He took a good five minutes with his mouth touching firmly on every hot spot on my upper body, until finally one nipple was sucked into his mouth, and his hand was under the thong, covering my cunt. I was vibrating, shuddering, and moaning as his finger found my clitty.He massaged it very gently, even as the tingling his lips were causing on my nipples spread into me like a warm wave of desire. I was already way beyond any lovemaking I had ever known before. He kept me jangling like that for. He gathered up the strength to roll out of the bed and looked at the phone to call the front desk and suddenly realized the door between the two rooms. Very quietly and carefully, without thinking much he undid the chain and the dead bolt of the middle door. His luck, the maid who had cleaned the room, did engage the chain from the other room but forgot to fully close the door and set the dead bolt lock, leaving the door open slightly. Maurice very cautiously peeked through the small opening. With my other hand I touched her crotch beneath the hem of her dress. She winced as I curved two fingers up inside of her. I pulled up just enough to force her to stand on her tip toes for a couple of seconds. She did not resist at all. It was like I had full permission to touch her anywhere.For the rest of the train ride I kept my fingers inside her now slimy cunt. I fingered her to orgasm at least three more times. She was too exhausted to shake or shudder but she still pissed a little each.