Nap

Taylor opens the door and rolls into the bed present there in the simple room.

In {if Female = 1}her{else}his{endif} dreams, a man and woman hold each other. First hugging, then stroking, running hands though hair. Kissing happens as an afterthought. In the fog of the dream this translated seamlessly to coupling. The man thrusting into the upraised pussy of the prone woman. Then the positions reverse, and the woman is on top, and the man is passive as the woman thrusts her hips against his hardness. Each thrust echoed in a meaty slap as the thrusts are returned.
Finally, their bodies rotated to use their mouths upon each other, bringing both to climax. First the woman cries out, twitching, but keeping up her efforts at sucking him. Moments later, while the woman is still convulsing, the man tenses up and fires his seed down the woman's throat, neither stopping their efforts until both are through their orgasms.
Taylor wakes up mostly rested, but moreso horny.

Hot an bothered, Taylor hears the ding and before the time limit can be up Taylor rushes the kitchen, eating some eggs and ham and making a sandwich for the road.