I covered them up as they slept.I had thought through a moral dilemma. I wanted my mother to be happy. The code of ethics I had acquired from both par...nts said that the way I did this was wrong. The justification was that I was helping others find love for I was that strongly into sexual gratification if I was not in that person's mind.I made lunch with Lusa's help. The women got up finally and found the meal already prepared. Japera and Agatha hung their heads somewhat ashamed at me making the. It was tailored to fit closely to her breasts and then nipped in under them, closely moulding itself to her abdomen. It ended right at her waist, allowing flashes of bare skin as she moved or bent. The skirt she chose was one of her shortest, pleated to be very loose and made from very thin material so it moved a lot as she walked, and would blow or lift in even a slight breeze; she would have to be very careful anytime she was walking outdoors.She finished the outfit with one of the sexiest. I sat up in bed while she placed a couple of tablespoons of the lube into her hand, and then over my pole and scrotum. She repeated the action, spreading the gel over her smooth pubes.Quickly, she mounted me, and facing each other, her breasts pressed against my chest, my slippery staff glided into her soft as satin passage. Pressing our hands on each others asses, we started to rock. I thrusted up and she pounded down, neither missing a stroke, our smooth and shaven sex meeting with ever. Amid the towering shops and houses closing in on them, Steven quickly lost his sense of direction. There was not just one inn, but a row of hostellers lining the street they traveled on, and the knights eventually reined in at one bearing a sign with a rooster on it.Steven was familiar with the routine of the knights by this time, and went immediately into the inn to commandeer a table and food for their pleasure as they directed pages in the stable to care for their horses. With his bow slung.