Of course, of course it was him. She had just had a feeling in the pit of her abdomen that it would be sooner rather than later that he'd show up. She liked to pride her self on noticing the patterns of the comings and goings of her favorites, and as she moved closer to him, one brow raised delicately, less a question and more an invitation as the corner of her mouth twitched upwards some. [color=#4cea5e]"And which lips would those be, my lover? The ones that cry your name in reverence, or the ones you like parting with both tongue and cock? Both offer you the sweetest you've tasted in such a long time, if I remember correctly."[/color]
Her activities this morning came straight back to mind immediately as she reached within arms length of him, moving to circle around to his side, and then behind, the guazy
fabric of her shift trailing on the floor behind her as she went to check outside, and then close the lower half of the door. Not that she cared if anyone saw what she was sure was about to happen, no, more warning that there were going to be more customers heading inside the main room, probably in need of beer and stew, and less in need of a wet and willing cunt. Mina thought about sharing the events of the morning, and when she thought she had talked herself out of it --
[color=#2ecc40]"You know, the group that stayed here last night kept me busy until dawn, and I still had to use my fingers to finish myself off this morning. Thinking about how good it would feel to have you there in my little cubby under the stairs making others wonder who could make the resident whore beg like that. And then here you are, almost like I was able to summon you. That'd be useful, and I think I really enjoy the method of summoning."[/color] The old man was down in the cellar checking the next barrels of ale for readiness, he'd be down there for several hours still. She could close the top half of the door so easily, but instead she leaned over it, looking back over her shoulder to him as she wiggled her hips, a knowing grin on her lips. [color=#2ecc40] "Well, Ruth, did I summon you playing with that little bean between my legs thinking about you? Or am I still asleep, and in that case, why aren't you already inside me?"[/color]
Mina dragged her skirts up to tuck them into her belt, leaving her backside bare to his eyes and the rest of the empty room, her bare feet rolling up to where she stood on her tip toes, canting her hips forward so that he could see the moment she slipped two fingers into the slick that gathered on his favorite pair of lips, dragging those glistening digits forward to circle said bundle of nerves. Her breathing hitched as she started to show him exactly what she had done this morning, voice that normally was playfully high dropping nearly an entire octave. [color=#2ecc40]"Ruth, I'm not kidding if you don't start fucking me right this second I'm going to go find something phallic shaped to do it myself and make you watch and then not let you touch me until the main room is done for the night and anyone buying me for the night has had their go at me."[/color]
And if it make her point more pressing, she shoved her fingers inside herself and started to curl them up into that spot she liked his cock to hit against instead, but at this point, she'd used her fingers again.
Her activities this morning came straight back to mind immediately as she reached within arms length of him, moving to circle around to his side, and then behind, the guazy
fabric of her shift trailing on the floor behind her as she went to check outside, and then close the lower half of the door. Not that she cared if anyone saw what she was sure was about to happen, no, more warning that there were going to be more customers heading inside the main room, probably in need of beer and stew, and less in need of a wet and willing cunt. Mina thought about sharing the events of the morning, and when she thought she had talked herself out of it --
[color=#2ecc40]"You know, the group that stayed here last night kept me busy until dawn, and I still had to use my fingers to finish myself off this morning. Thinking about how good it would feel to have you there in my little cubby under the stairs making others wonder who could make the resident whore beg like that. And then here you are, almost like I was able to summon you. That'd be useful, and I think I really enjoy the method of summoning."[/color] The old man was down in the cellar checking the next barrels of ale for readiness, he'd be down there for several hours still. She could close the top half of the door so easily, but instead she leaned over it, looking back over her shoulder to him as she wiggled her hips, a knowing grin on her lips. [color=#2ecc40] "Well, Ruth, did I summon you playing with that little bean between my legs thinking about you? Or am I still asleep, and in that case, why aren't you already inside me?"[/color]
Mina dragged her skirts up to tuck them into her belt, leaving her backside bare to his eyes and the rest of the empty room, her bare feet rolling up to where she stood on her tip toes, canting her hips forward so that he could see the moment she slipped two fingers into the slick that gathered on his favorite pair of lips, dragging those glistening digits forward to circle said bundle of nerves. Her breathing hitched as she started to show him exactly what she had done this morning, voice that normally was playfully high dropping nearly an entire octave. [color=#2ecc40]"Ruth, I'm not kidding if you don't start fucking me right this second I'm going to go find something phallic shaped to do it myself and make you watch and then not let you touch me until the main room is done for the night and anyone buying me for the night has had their go at me."[/color]
And if it make her point more pressing, she shoved her fingers inside herself and started to curl them up into that spot she liked his cock to hit against instead, but at this point, she'd used her fingers again.
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