My own mother-in-law, was in Molly Malts, holding hands with Stewart Kimble, Amber's father. There was little doubt as to the meaning of this, natural...y. Whether or not there was complete physical intimacy, Stewart and Annabelle were having an affair. It was she who first turned her head and realized that they had been caught, giving us a "deer in the headlights look," of course. Stewart followed suit and became visibly pale, obviously worried about the repercussions should anyone report. Adventurers were usually more accepting of his kind, mostly because they really didn’t care one way or another. Delvin had become quite the lord keeper in his time as the owner and proprietor of the inn, not that anyone really cared, except for maybe a few small children every now and then, but those instances were few and far between.The Adventurer’s Guild was Delvin’s closest neighbor, or at least one of their branches. It meant he had better security when monsters got a bit more aggressive.. I knew Ineeded to stop, to separate myself from myson’s gorgeous penis that was throbbing undermy touch.“Gary, we better get some sleep. Wehave a full day of driving tomorrow. Santa Fe isstill a long way off.” I tried to sound normal andcasual, pretending nothing had changed betweenus as I released his rigid cock. I climbed into theother bed and turned off the lights. Garyremained on top of his covers, lying theresilently for the moment.I needed to touchmyself…I needed to cum…. I needed a. “mmph, I love you so much!” I groaned wrapping my legs around him.We rolled back over to where I was on top. I rode him cowgirl style. I bounced up and down on his dick like a woman possessed. My large tits bouncing up and down like two large net balls, He held the bottom of the headboard so he could push deeper into me,“Baby, I’m gonna cum! Oooohhhh!” I cried as my second orgasm hit. I collapsed on top of him, his cock embedded deep inside me.He rolled back on top of me, got on his knees.