Maybe there’s something to this.
Do some research
You decide to head to the residence of the town’s local scholar, Elmara the Wise. She’s an extremely old crone known for loving young, thick cock.
You knock on her door and after a brief moment she answers. Hideous isn’t the word - she is aged beyond any measure of beauty or ugliness. She is simply old. But she regards you eagerly as you present your stiff lubed up cock to her.
“Elmara, I was hoping I could make you orgasm in exchange for information about the legendary Dragon-Woman.” Her gleaming, greedy eyes loose their sparkle as she looks up from your cock to meet your eyes. Her face is stony and serious now, and she grabs your dick with her small bony hand to pull you inside. The door slams shut behind you.
Inside the small, dark room lit by candles and what little light comes in through the shaded windows, you see lots of velvet pillows and fur throws, rows of books, cabinets of fine ceramic and in the middle of it all, two boy-toys about your age, totally nude, oiled, and kissing, stroking each other’s very well endowed penises.
“Wow, another playmate Elmara? You’re insatiable,” teases one of them while the other suckles his neck.
“Shut up Chet,” Elmara says. “Go take Bret upstairs and fill some vials up with your seed. Make yourself useful,” she commands. With light giggles the boys traipse upstairs to another part of the tower.
Elmara beckons for you to be seated, and you sit criss-cross on the soft floor, your dick still pointed dutifully upwards.
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