I mean it always seems like I'm just starting to enjoy it and then it's over. I mean I always think that there's something more going to happen and it...doesn't. Please don't ever tell anybody what we're talking about. I found out I enjoy it more when I just rub myself down there, but I know it's wrong." Honey! It's definitely not wrong. Sex is meant to be enjoyed. And sweetie, just between us, why don't we not say 'down there'. Honey that's your pussy. And let me tell you, every one of those. As we continue to kiss, our lips entwine and our saliva lubricates our tongues. The occasional gasp and murmur from one another erupts from the depths of passion. The second button is now undone and I can see the small brown nipple belonging to your body, so sweet and tiny, yet hard and responsive to my actions. I continue to undress you, your blouse now half open and your breast at easy reach, I leave your lips and bend down to kiss your neck at first, then your collar bone, biting it ever so. Suddenly, Nick passionately kissed his mother. Without hesitation, May opened her mouth, gladly accepting her son's tongue. Her hands released Kay's head and she caressed the boy's naked body.Her palms roved over the rippling muscles of his back. Her fingers dug into the tensed cheeks of his ass. And then her hands moved to the demanding hardness of his cock.Nick groaned low and deep, his lips easing from her mouth. Gently, the woman's fingertips played up and down the throbbing lance of her. The innkeeper hovered near the big man using a dirty cloth to throw bread crumbs on the floor. "What's yer wish, sire?"Food, wine and a bed for the night." He fished a coin from a pocket and threw it on the table. "Here's a talent for yea troubles my good man."The innkeeper pocketed the coin eagerly. "We're almost with no food for such as you, sire, only a stew and some bread, but we have good wine and the bed is of fine hay if I may say so." Good. It will suffice." He nodded to the serving.