The towel smelled of Zanhass’s body. He would complete the humiliation by cumming his Human seed into her depths. She was studying him again. “We can kiss, though” she said to fill the awkward silence, feeling bad she had refused him. He reached over to the coal scuttle lying nearby, half full of charcoal. To his credit, he did not pull her back. Kivan waited politely. She had no idea how she was affecting him. Dozing, she could hear someone was fucking the High Elf next door, having a morning ride before the day’s work was begun. She looked at him nervously, suddenly afraid he would think she was weird for exposing her breasts to him. He kept playing with her tits, intrigued to think how he could make a baby with her someday…if she would let him. He had chosen to ask this particular person for directions thinking a grey-haired woman of her years would have learned at some time in her long life to speak Common. She pushed her fingers back into Cadwarra’s vadge, using three fingers this time. “What are you doing” she asked innocently,
