Now that he was once again standing at the cave’s entrance he was beginning to regret his decision to come back. Scowling she stood up and adjusted her furs, “Come, boy, let’s see what issue these moronic knights have with me.” She smiled down at him, “this should make an interesting distraction while you recover your strength.” Walking towards the cave entrance, she reached back and flipped up the strip of leather covering her rear. “He will be gone a few hours at least,” said the second knight. Her clothes were still the animal hides and leather straps that left little to the imagination but the farmer did think the buckles on her leathers seemed a bit shinier. The ogress leaned back and let out a high-pitched screech as he continued to rim her out. He looked at her as she put the first torch back in its sconce. He felt her breath on the head of his cock a moment before her tongue flicked out, catching a droplet of pre-cum hanging from the tip.
