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Flirt(hung)
You exchange pleasant, salacious words, making sure to draw attention to the bulging shape between your legs. After a bit of prodding, she coaxes you behind the mill and out of sight of her husband. Gerdur slips a calloused hand around your throbbing cock, giving you a handjob that was just a bit too aggressive and more than a bit too dry. You run your hands along her body for a moment, before settling your fingers snug between her legs and reciprocating. she clearly knows what shes doing, and before long you blow your load onto the grass before you. The millwife licks her hands clean before returning to work, leaving you huffing and panting in her wake.
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