After my sessions with Hontas, I usually spent much of the night in her warmth before leaving at the dark hours of the morning.
For this night, I had the older woman resting her head on my chest, her hands wrapped around me, while her legs were entwined with mine.
I had my hands clamped on her ass cheeks when she stirred.
Against my slight effort, she broke out of my hold and sat up.
I cracked an eye open, the sight of Hontas naked under the dim light coming from the moon quite enchanting, but I was done with lust for the night.
Right now, it was I in the game with Sloth.
I shut my eyes, sinking back into sleep for some seconds till Hontas shook me vigorously.
"Marcus, get up," her voice was sharp.
My little romance with Sloth ended the instant I heard Hontas. I sat up and looked at her, watching as she went into her wardrobe, pulling out clothes.
"Get dressed, we have work."
I looked at the clock.
"It's almost four o'clock."
"Yeah, we don't have time to waste."
