Telling Their Goodbyes

"Mom I'm 27" the boy lamented but his words fell on deaf ears and he was only released after he had been dragged to the carriage whose doors were already open for him.

Grumbling at the unfair treatment, the boy grunted at his father's smirk and went into the carriage not interested in the chat his parents were about to have.

"Well, I'm going to miss you honey," a man with a few grey hairs on his head said, holding the blond woman's waist and looking at her lovingly.

"Especially that ass of yours," the man said as his hands snaked through the closed divide of her robes and grabbed a handful of her thick rump, but before he could do anything more his wife pushed away his hand and looked at him with a playful glare.

"You had your fill last night, now get going," the woman said giving her husband a hard stare but allowing him to pull her into a kiss, one that allowed him to snake his hands back to her ass kneading the soft flesh of her behind.