I kicked my 'Ugg' boots off and put them on the seat in front of me, something I know was wrong, but what the fuck, it made me feel more comfortable.T...e carriage heating was on, so at least my lack of decent warm clothing, wouldn't freeze my fanny or nipples, as a girl dedicated to the throes of fashion, layers of clothing never held sway over stockings and garter belts, or thongs and short skirts.As we pulled into the next station, we slowed down, and the houses with their brightly lit rooms. “Mornin’, pretty lady,” Marty said softly.She smiled and squeezed his hip. “Yes, it is. I hate to be a party-pooper, but I have to get up and go check the horses and find out where the cyclone is,” she told him.He nodded and reluctantly let her out of his bed after he had kissed her. He watched her pick up her clothes and then she disappeared out through the open door. He got up, showered and then changed into jeans and a dark T-shirt. He then slipped on a high visibility work shirt.The shirt. He pressedon ny long nipple and pulled it like milking a cow.After about 5 minutes his mouth started going down to my bums, he was kissing on my bum above my panty and his hands followed. He pealed down my panty and kissed my bare skin. I was getting ticklish, but controlling. He suddenly bit my bum gently and i shivered and turned on my back . His mouth was on my crouch. Immediately he pulled the panty down and dug his face in to my pussy. His tongue made the way to my slit and licking my. "So do us all a favor, and kill him," she said, looking very serious."But he's on our side, a Continental quartermaster." A thief, that's' what he is," she said, scooting down to suck my limp prod. The luscious daughter entered, having finished her chores. "When's my turn?" she asked as she set down her basket of eggs."After breakfast," I said. "Scramble 'em up." I rolled her mother to her back and had at her. She squealed and groaned and thrashed about until I found the place and the pace she.