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It was a strange looking thing but there was something very attractive about it. “What is your purpose with the smith Master Mossclean?” The Druidess asked the question with no apology for her nosiness. A passing woman, quite elderly, was kind enough to stop when Kivan bowed politely and asked for directions to the forge. “Before he left he told me to keep the young men out of here. She was so longing for his big cock that her snatch was hot. She slowly moved her fingers in and out. She had her breasts bare in front of a boy, playing with them. This one is a special order. He was doing so badly. My Pa said that it’s a gift for a Lady.”

She smiled the pretty smile Kivan so wanted to see. Flustered by strange feelings, she turned to pick up Pa’s shirt for Kivan.