<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Well I hadn't planned on getting a barn built. Did you want one? I wouldn't be against you taking care of an animal or two. I want you to be happy." </span>She followed him around patiently and grabbed a few books herself but didn't let him see what she grabbed, as she teleported them home while he was distracted.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "As long as you check them out properly, yes. You just have to bring them back before you can check out more."</span><br/><br/>Crimzon decided it would be better to not continue talking about the boy and nodded.<span style="color: #660000">"I'm always well behaved for you. Once you're done eating I will be considerably less behaved." </span>She leaned forward a bit and started to stroke herself faster until she was throbbing and about to erupt but then she stopped to settle back down. With soft moans and growls she would repeat the process even as her hand and cock became slick with pre.<span style="color: #660000">"See how it throbs and pulses? It's just begging to enter and fill you over and over again. Right here on this table where the handmaidens could walk in at any time."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>