’ He smiled at her laugh, at times he feared he’d never hear her happy again. ‘Why can’t I ever remember you when I’m awake?’ ‘I don’t...know, but you can remember me when you go back to sleep again, and you know I’m always watching over you, don’t you?’ ‘I know… It’s just…’ She trailed off. ‘You wish I could protect you when you’re awake too.’ He finished her sentence, knowing what she’d been unwilling to say. ‘If I could, you know I’d do anything for you, but I can’t.’ ‘I know, forget I said. That is why it was such a scandal when Mrs. Cunningham was found stabbed to death along with her lover in the house. The rumors flew that she had many boy toys and refused to give them up. A trial was brought, and James was found not guilty, to the surprise of everyone. After the trial he stepped back from the public view and retired to the summer house with only a few servants. The servants found him dead of a heart attack in the same bedroom his wife and her paramour had met their demise.All. ’ ‘You think Beatrice will tell Lizbeth what we were doing to her?’ ‘I’d bet on it.’ ‘But why? How?’ I blurted, unable to conceive of the younger sister telling the older what had gone on in the Pullman Car’s powder room. ‘She’ll see how horny her sister is. She knows Lizbeth won’t want to go out with us and will use her marriage as an excuse. But little Miss Beatrice wants to get laid. For that matter, so does her sister. They’ll meet us and we’ll wine and dine them.’ ‘And then?’ I asked like. I slide your cock a little farther into my mouth, sucking lightly on it. I slowly work up to a decent speed. You pull my hair, and then push my head down on your cock. I look up into your eyes as your cock is fully in my mouth and going slightly down the back of my throat and I moan. I feel your body tremble a little like you’re going to cum then I pull back and smile at you. You lift me up on to the counter in the room, pulling my pants down leaving my black and red lace boy shorts. You lean.