’ ‘So you miss the old days.’ ‘Miss them? No. Well. They were…satisfying. In the ‘old days’, I was never happy where I was or with what ... was doing. Yet somehow, I found purpose in what I did. Even if it made me enemies. I made a few friends too – real friendship, tested friendship. Forged, like a sword.’ With that, Aestu skillfully lifted the sword from the anvil with her tongs and dipped it in a deep puddle. Grabbed it by the blade and handed it to D’Dea hilt-first. ‘There you go.’ ‘My. “Thanks again for helping me practice Bro” she said smiling, “Shame you lost again” she continued giggling but I was happy for her to win as it kept her interested.“My pleasure Sis” I said with a grin, “Anything to help in the spirit of the sport” and she smiled again.We agreed that she needs to practice more and as we were home alone most days we could capitalise on the time, we even suggested finding some new moves that we could experiment with and as long as we achieved the pin down it would. I almost pull out of her and start to push back in. She feels so wonderful around me that I almost start to lose it. I stir the deepest parts of her and she moans loudly. I start to get a rhythm and she moans louder. I can hear the squelching of our genitals together. She is so wet and hot that my own orgasm can’t be too far off. My hips move back and forth on their own, furthering the pleasure through my body. I put my hands on her hips and push faster, watching her moan louder. Her burning. " Treeya replied in a subdued voice.Martreen nodded, "Now, let's get him inside as quickly as possible."With Treeya's assistance I slid Dugut into my arms then I followed Martreen inside her hut. Once inside Martreen quickly fashioned a makeshift bed of furs and I gently laid the wolf on top of them.Nugut had followed us inside, but Treeya had remained outside minding the horses. "I'll be right back," I told Martreen as I gently turned her face to me so I could gave her a delicate kiss on the.