He was improving a bit and that was good but how could he not be aware of her squashed breasts moving softly up and down against his back in sympathy to the motion of each improving swing? “Yes, Lady Druid?”
The Old Druidess lowered her voice and leaned in on her staff to confide an important piece of information to Kivan. I won’t be long…blang!”
So that was where that expression came from. She pushed her fingers back into Cadwarra’s vadge, using three fingers this time. She expected it to be as hard as the mace handle she was making when Kivan had first walked in. She stood there looking doe-eyed at him with those lovely blue pupils, a post-coital smile resting contentedly on her face. He curled her fingers around the shaft. She tried to keep her mind on the lessons. She must really, really like me, he concluded. Who knew? She pushed a little bit of the cock, just a little bit, inside her.
