It wasn't a particularly happy marriage: they rarely spoke to one another, and I knew that their sex was infrequent, to say the least.Their bedroom wa...s next to mine, and the dividing wall was paper-thin, and it wasn't very often that I heard the bedsprings creaking. What I did hear sometimes was my mother saying things like 'Please, George! It's been nearly two months!' and my father would just grunt and tell her to go to sleep, and occasionally I heard her sobbing.She wasn't unattractive, with. Even Isaac seemed less pompous than at my last meeting with him, and related some interesting titbits of information relating to the great and the good of society. Caroline and I said little, content to be together, and we held hands under the table like the besotted pair of lovers we were. She had given me a belated Christmas present, not what you imagine, but a pair of boots, which, like those favoured by the Duke of Wellington were knee length rather than the ankle length Hessian boots I had. I found her turned towards me folded her legs closely, one hand between her thighs nd other on my thighs, her chunni was completely moved aside nd i can see her half of her wheatish smooth boobs in dim light from outside.I observed her in deer sleep resting her head on my shoulder, I slowly lifted her head without waking her, removed my hand and made her lean on my right side of ribs, I was able to smell nice smell from hair and sexy fragrance from her body which made my dick even harder and it. I didnt want Traci to freak out again and pulled him back towards the living room. We got back out there and began to make some more noise. In a few minutes the Cindy came out from the bedroom and started to put her clothes back on. I know I was ready for more fun, but it was apparent that Traci was not coming out. She grabbed my hand and said it was time to go. Doug wrote down his number and gave it to us and told us to call them soon. On the way home, Cindy told me that Traci loved to show.