Shuddering upon hearing his voice, Mirellia bites her lower lip. She then gently moves their blankets around, making it seem that her son moved into hers... while also allowing him to touch, and rub against her body directly. And thanks to him being in her blanket, Ashton would be able to feel the sexy milf's warmth, along with catch a whiff of the erotic scent collected inside her blanket.
Ard smiled at the human girl, 'Not at the moment, no and you do not need to reward me in that way.' He took the girl's hand, 'I do not want to lead you on, Estelle. That could only end in sadness.'
Gustav shrugs. "I guess the recipes have just been lost over time. For example, there are no female witchers from Kaer Morhen, because no one there knows how to mutate a girl without killing her." He's silent for a moment. "I hear the Cat School tried to mutate dwarves at one point. It didn't end well, they all turned into monsters. That's what I heard, at least." He adds.
Ashton continues to rub his length against her, now with only her thin lingerie between his cock and her entrance, as he begins to fondle and squeeze her breasts. "Little slut... Gonna make you scream." He moans and nibbles at her earlobe, as Mirellia feels her panties begin to slip to the side. As his cock touches her pussy, Mirellia feels herself draw dangerously close to orgasm, knowing that with her own natural lust, as well as being teased and denied in her fantasies and masturbation last night, that if she cums, it will be a powerful orgasm.
Hmm, looks like Isabella is not back yet. One less potential problem to worry about. I should bring the gem to Madeline and see if she needs me to do anything in particular with it. After that... we'll see. Varrin decided as he went looking for his sister.
"Oh." Estelle looks down in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." She frowns. "It's just, you seem...nice."
Trista nod and get up. "Yes, that may be a problem. Well, it is mages problem, not ours." She said. "Hmm, I will go catch some sleep, before tomorow. Good night." Trista go back to inn, to rent the room for herself and bucket of water for herself to wash.
Varrin finds his sister in her chamber, clad in the same undergarments he remembers her wearing this morning, as she practices fighting with a rapier. Her attacks are somewhat mediocre, he notes, but her dodges are excellent, dancing away from imaginary attacks with the grace of a dancer. As he stands in the doorway, the young woman is facing away from him, ass all too prominent in her tight garment.
'No need to apologise. I am glad you think so,' Ard chuckled, 'It just would not be fair to you. It would be wonderful for a night or two. But I cannot stay with you and have to move on.'
"Mmmhn. Haahn." Mirellia moaned, shivering in delight as he toyed with her breasts, where he'd feel her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her bra. And with his cock dangerously close to penetrating her, the sexy milf was panicked. But thanks to her unanswered lust from last night, her mind threw caution to the wind. Deciding to bite down on her blanket, Mirellia prepared to get penetrated. And as soon as Ashton's cock slips past her drenched lower lips, "Mnnghhiiiiiiii!" The sexy milf convulsed, squirting on him almost immediately. If Ashton wakes up however, Mirellia pretends to be asleep.
Varrin spent a few moments enjoying the view of his sister's ass emphasized by her tight garment, then let out a polite cough to get her attention.
Verena stares at him and eventually nods. "Well it better be. But I could also use a Place to stay. Have a Spare House for Me? Doesent have to be anything fancy."
Gustav nods. Inside, Trista isn't bothered, as she quickly makes her way to her room. Given the dearth of customers, the innkeep is willing to let Trista and her companions stay for free, provided that they solve the monster problem within a few days.
Every inch of Mirellia's body is rocked by the power of her orgasm, the milf's body erupting with pure pleasure. "W-Wha..." She hears Ashton's voice as the young man awakens. "Ooh... Mother?" As Ashton realises that his cock is inside her, he jumps involuntarily, pulling much of his thick length out of her pussy all at once, sending a jolt of pleasure up the milf's spine. Ashton stays immobile for several moments, clearly terrified, but slowly relaxes as he realises that his mother is 'asleep.' "M-Mother, are you awake?" The young man whispers. With no response forthcoming, Mirellia begins to feel the pudgy hands once again creep up to molest her breasts, and his cock thrusting up inside of her, pressing apart her inner walls and brushing against her womb. "S-So fucking sexy." Ashton lets the words out in what is part moan, part whisper.
Trista lock the door behind her and take deep breath. To her nice suprise, room looking for clean and have fresh air, so the innkeepers do their job right. Trista unwrap belt with swords and lean it on bedshell. "Ah, one of full armor defects is definety time necessary to get dress on and off." She said to hersellf as she removed breastplate, shoulders protection and gloves. Later chainmail come of and She stand in gambeson. All strings where tight knots, but in the end she managed to take that off too. Finaly, Trista unwrap bandages, on her chest what help her keept in control her breast. Standing topless, she begins bath her torso in cold water from bacet.
"Mmh." Mirellia gave a quiet moan, still pretending to be asleep. And due to him jumping away, the blanket was removed, revealing the sexy milf's erotic body clad in her even more erotic lingerie. Which failed to hide her erect nipples, and completely drenched pussy. Letting Ashton know that she had already orgasmed. And as he began fucking her, thinking she was still asleep. Her son would notice that her body was eagerly accepting his assault. "Mmh... hhahn." Quiet moans continued to escape her lips, as she "slept." Her pussy greedily clamping down on his cock, while Mirellia hoped that her son would fail to notice that she was already awake...
"No problem, Danielle." Gynnie nods. "I'll be staying a few days in the inn we saw near the main gate, if you want anything." The elf woman gives Danielle a smile, before turning her horse away. Approaching the Passiflora brothel, Danielle sees a small stable out front, where a well dressed attendant takes her steed into a stall. Heading up the stairs towards the brothel doors, she sees two well armed guards on either side, and a well dressed young man in front, who bows deeply as he sees her. "Forgive my impudence, mistress, but could you be Madame Velotton, by any chance?"
