They stood there, holding each other, both nude while she sobbed raggedly. Why wasn’t he doing something about it? “So, you are about to trod a new path in life, are you, Young Man?” The Old Druidess seemed intrigued. Her shirt had a small patch of perspiration between her shoulder blades. Zanhass did not baulk when his tongue pushed into her mouth. She wondered how boys did that, and why. Zanhass reached up and grabbed her towel. He dared not go further in case Zanhass would panic, break off the courting they were doing and suddenly insist he leave, seeing as how he was behaving very rudely. Her eyes lingered on it in fascination. He squeezed very gently. His muscles moved under her touch. “You need to keep the armour buffed” she explained with returned self-confidence. He would complete the humiliation by cumming his Human seed into her depths.
