“How often do you come into season?” he had to ask.Bette shrugged and kept walking, making Gazza catch up to her to hear what she would say. Final...ly, she said, “Well, Faerie women are considered sexually mature at my age but they don’t normally have their first season until around twenty-five years of age. That is when we are considered adults.”“From what I know, Shifters are sexually mature at around sixteen but don’t come into their first season until around twenty-one years of age if they. To say that he was hoping for a little repeat of the activities of the previous evening would not be an exaggeration. He knocked on the backdoor and waited for someone to answer.Mrs. Emery opened the backdoor and, grinning broadly, said, “If it isn’t the witless wonder.”“Good day, Mrs. Emery,” Sean said. He smiled politely and pantomimed tipping his hat to her.“How’s the eye?”Wondering how long he was going to hear about that from their mothers, Sean turned a little red and answered, “Much. I groaned and nearly fainted at his touch. He wriggled the two middle digits on his hand and forced my labia to open and slowly pushed them deeper into my slit and into my hot oily tunnel of love. I can only guess how long the foreplay went on. My mind was completely lost in a haze of sexual lust. My son's fingers moved in and out and around my pussy in dreamy lurid circles until he found my hard clitoris. I felt like I was drifting away on clouds of pleasure. Suddenly my mind snapped back to. We continued kissing deeply and passionately.I felt his hands start to caress my back, sliding lower and lower until his hands reached firmly around my bum. He broke our kiss and I melted into him again, I just couldn't think straight around him Suddenly, his lips kissed their way from my lips to my jawline and down my tender neck. He began kissing up and down my neck, nibbling and gently sucking her neck and at my earlobe. His lips moved down my neck and to my shoulder.I couldn't move, I just.