Anja introduces herself to Francesca.

Francesca was not able to swallow all of the spunk that the hung half-elf fired in her mouth though, and the plump head of his fuckpole popped from her mouth. This caused Francesca to yelp in a mixture of surprise and delight as strings of thick white cum splattered against her forehead and cheeks, and several blasts landed on her chin as well only to drop down to her tits.

But Selan wasn't done yet, more blobs of white filled her vision and plastered her eyes shut, and landed in her chestnut brown tresses. More of the half-elf's spunk rained down on her massive tits, and even on her stomach. Once his orgasm was finished, Selan looked down at Francesca and grinned. ?I guess that taking a bath was a waste of time.? He told the brunette.

?Seems that way.? Francisca added, while wiping the cum from her eyes. ?But I can't meet your mother this way!? Francisca exclaimed, her voice going from husky to worried in one sentence.

Selan caught the worry in her eyes, and quickly thought of a solution.

?There is a small stream behind the house, but it's big enough for us to get cleaned up.? He told Francesca.

?Us?? Francesca said with a grin. ?Oh no mister, you're staying here. I want to make a good impression on your mother, and I doubt I'll make one if she catches me bending over in a stream with her son's cock up my arse.?

?Oh, you thought it through didn't you?? Selan asked while sporting a grin.

?Yes, and in all scenarios, you can't keep your hands of me.? She responded.

?What me? I'm a perfect gentleman, I would never do that to a lady. You're the one that caught me with your feminine wiles.? Selan said, in mock seriousness while a smile tugged at his lips.

?Feminine wiles? May I remind you that I am priestess?? Francesca said in mock sternness, as she crossed her arms under her massive tits.

?Just go get cleaned up.? Selan laughed, and he watched Francesca sticking out her tongue as she grabbed her robe, and walking away while shaking her delectable bubble butt for his benefit.

Selan shook his head, and walked to the washbasin standing in his room. It was filled with clear, clean water and he splashed some in his face, in an effort to at least clean up the girlcum that was still sticking to his face. After he was done with cleaning his face, he used the remaining water to clean his neck and chest. Thinking he looked respectable, Selan looked out of the window and saw Francesca cleaning the spunk from her mountainous tits, he smiled to himself and decided not to watch much longer, or it would be impossible to put on his pants.

Selan crossed the room and walked towards his wardrobe, opening it he chose a pair of sturdy cloth breeches, which he would need with Francesca around, he didn't want another pair of ruined pants. He then pulled a green woolen tunic over his head, and grabbed a pair of sturdy leather boots that he would need on his travels. Selan realized that he still hadn't packed, but he did not owned a backpack, his mother had traveled before though, she he decided to sneak in her room.

As Selan sneaked in his mother's room, he saw that she was sleeping contently, her chest slowly rising and falling. He felt her forehead, and noticed that it wasn't as hot as it had been before Francesca had healed her. Content, the half-elf kissed her forehead and opened his mother's wardrobe. ?I will have to properly reward her for saving mom sometime.? Selan mused, as he moved some of the things around at the bottom of the wardrobe.

?Reward who?? Selan heard a voice from behind him. ?The girl who has been howling so loud that she scared off all the wildlife in the forest?? Looking over his shoulder, the half-elf saw his mother sitting up in bed, holding up the sheets to cover her body.

Selan swallowed, her voice had sounded stern but he quickly noticed a wide grin appearing on her face.

?I swear, you have the libido of your father.? The redhead said teasingly. ?So...? Where is the lucky lady?? She asked.

Selan felt his face going beet red.

?She is, ah, getting cleaned up a bit.? Selan stammered, as his mother's laughter filled the room. He had missed that sound. ?She is also the one that cured you of your fever.? He quickly added.

?Then I really want to meet her, by the way what are you looking for? I think you'll look pretty silly in my clothes.? She said, while adding a evil smile.

?That's something else we have to discuss...? Selan said, solemny.

?Ah...? His mother's expression turned serious. ?We will, now get out! I'm getting dressed.? She shouted playfully, and Selan quickly left.

Francesa had cleaned her body properly, and washed her hair.

She was certain that she looked presentable enough, and left the stream. After lying in the sun for a while, she decided that she was dry and pulled her robe over her head. Francesca quickly returned to the small cabin, hoping that she would return before Selan's mother had woken up.

Instead, when she walked in the room she was greeted by the sight of the redhead and her son, both sitting in the living room. The woman had combed her crimson locks, and put on some clothes. Her long, muscular legs were clad in tight black pants, and black ankle height boots with two inch heels. To finish her outfit she wore a read top, that covered the entirety of her large chest, but left her arms adorned with tattoos and slender muscles, and her stomach with hard muscles completely uncovered.

Francesca swallowed audibly as the woman faced her, and her sapphire blue eyes locked with the redhead's icy ones. The redhead's lips formed a smile, and she signaled for Francesca to sit next to her. ?So glad that you come to join us.? The redhead said. ?Selan has told me a lot about you, and apparently I have to thank you Francesca.? Francesca then gasped in surprise when the fierce, but beautiful woman gently kissed her forehead.

?Ah, uh, don't worry about it ma'am I just did what everyone would've done.? Francesca stammered, hoping no one would notice how red her face was turning.

?No you didn't, everyone else would sit on their fat arses while doing as little as possible when my son comes into town to try and find help for his sick mother.? The redhead said, an edge creeping in her voice. ?And call me Anja.? She added in a nicer tone. ?Now, what did you and Selan want to discuss with me??

A few moments later...

Selan and Francesca had told Anja -almost- everything, about his vision, about their planned adventure to Pandemos, ect. Anja listened patiently, and after they were done talking, she faced her son. ?So that's why you were sniffing around in my room?? She asked.

?Yes, I hope you're not sad that I'm leaving...? Selan said.

?Hah! Sad? You're getting a bit old to be living with your mother, besides I know you've been itching to get away from this town.? She then turned to Francesca. ?Take good care of my son, will you? He can be a bit of a fool sometime, but I'm glad that he has a fine young woman like yourself watching him.? Francesca turned a shade of red, and nodded her head. ?Now, all I ask for is that the two of you stay one more night, that couldn't hurt now, could it?? Anja asked the two obvious lovers.

?No.? Francesca and Selan responded at the same time.

?Good, then I'll cook us up a nice meal.? Anja said happily.

?Not possible, your cooking is awful mom.? Selan replied, and his mother shot him a withering look. Francesca giggled, and Anja snorted as her son gave her a kiss on her cheek and moved to the kitchen himself.

A little while later, Selan put three plates of venison chops on the table, filled with fresh vegetables.

?He cooks too.? Francesca mused. ?It's a miracle you're still single.?

?Yeah, he would make a good housewife someday.? Anja teased her son.

?Better than some.? Selan replied. ?Wait what??

The three of them laughed, as they enjoyed the rest of the meal. Once they were done, Anja and Francesca cleared and washed the table, they then moved to the kitchen to wash the dishes. From the muffled conversation Selan could hear, and the giggles he assumed that they were getting along and his lips formed a content smile. After they returned, the three of them talked for a while, until Anja decided it was time for bed.

?The two of you can share a bed, but try to keep it down.? Anja said, as she kissed her son on his forehead and embraced Francesca. After she retired to her own room, Selan and Francesca moved to his bedroom as they kissed and tried to remove each others clothes.