What a question. Of course you want

You take a closer look at Madeline. Despite being at least 12 years older than you, she is still very good looking. And you know she wants this. It is not all about protecting her child. You can see it in her eyes. And you are indeed tempted to take her offer. You are not sure how it was on earth, but you here in Calitian, you found out that you really like girls.

You hesitate a moment, because it feels a little like cheating thinking about this, but you also know that Luna never took your relationship that serious. She often suggested playfully that you could include other people in your naughty meetings. In fact, you even know that she has other lovers from time to time. But only for short times, as much as you know. She is simply polyamorous. It wasn't always easy, but you accepted it, and at least it allowed you to have changing partners as well.

“Alright, let's pretend you made me curious,” you begin playfully, “but I have my doubts that you are going to get on our knees and blow me right here in the public. No, you are a modest woman. You have a special place in mind where we get not distrubes. I want to see it.”

Madeline has visible trouble not to cry in joy when she hears this. She really has a terrible pokerface. Quickly she grabs your hand and guides you to a nearby tool shed. One side is full of ivy that already grows through gaps in the wooden wall. There are lots of crates and baskets. Some empty bags and old tools for farmwork. It's not fancy, but secure, quiet and it has a lot of possibilities.

“Well, here we are, at the old tool shed,” Madeline mumbles a little nervous, “I ... you probably think this is pathetic, right? But it is quiet and private. So you don't have to worry about your reputaion. Or rather about mine.”

You look around and quickly find a very sturdy crate and several empty bags. You throw the bags on the crate to make it more comfy and then you gently push Madeline so she sits down on the crate. She seems a little surprised, but not against you taking the lead.

“It's fine, dont worry,” you answer and look around for more bags, “you are lucky I like girls. I am skilled in this field, so just relax and enjoy. I will show you how it is done. Please lay down and spread you legs a little!”

You nod and pull of your pants and panties. You want to have your fun too and walk around the crates. You gently move over Madeline's chest, with one leg, so that her head, arms and breasts are now face up between your tights, facing your exposed pussy. You leave it to her if she wants to use her hands or her mouth. She quickly decides for the latter one and pulls your hips closer to her face. You begin working on her pussy as well. With your long, thin fingers and you knowledge about girls most sensitve spots, you quickly turn Madeline into a moaning, purring lovedoll.

Madeline gives her best to keep up with you. You quickly feel her tongue searching for the best spot to lick you. But she has probably never been intimate with another woman. Or at least it was some time ago. It takes a moment until she finds a good one. One that makes you purr in pleasure. Honestly, it is probably not easy for her to focus on giving you joy while you work on her pussy with your skilled fingers. You can feel her constantly moan in your clit while she tries to lick you.

In the end, Madeline makes a muffles scream in your pussy, her body trembles and since you don't stop, her juices splash out of her pussy and cover both your hand and the ground. She gasps exhausted, but still tries to continue to lick you, so you get your pleasure too. But you gently get up and smile at her comforting. You did not get an orgasm, but you are not disappointed. She did well for a first try and you helped her with her needs. You like helping other people and you have no problem finishing yourself with your fingers. After this is done and your juices cover the sandy ground as well, you collect your clothes and start to get dressed again.

“That was … fascinating,” Madeline mumbles a little out of breath, “I wonder what it would have been if there were actually magic involved. But I liked it. And I hope you liked it too. So, our deal stands? You will keep quiet about my daughter?”

“Stop kidding me!” you reply kind of annoyed, “your little one is not a mage, there is nothing that hints to this conclusion. Just admit you did this for yourself and stop lying.”

“Hey, I love my daughter,” Madeline replies hurt, “Gina means the world to me. I … it is just … fine. I guess I was … just a little lonely. Since the tragic dead of my husband, no man has touched me.”

“Why is that?” you ask surprised, “you are still good looking, caring towards your daughter and grandfather and you don’t look that poor to me. I even think you are kind of smart or at least cunning.”

“So many compliments from a kitten like you?” Madeline mumbles laughing, “are you sure you don’t want to settle here? But to answer your question, I think my grandfather is the problem, even if it is not on purpose. He is a very respected man. Nobody wants to become a social outcast for messing with his little girl. So, it is either marrying me and taking care of Gina forever, or staying politely away from any flirting.”

“Well, in this case I’m glad I could help you,” you reply and start dressing again, “but I need to go back to my mentor now. And don’t worry. I believe you will find love again. Sooner or later.”

Madeline says nothing and just enjoys the moment while you leave. This was unexpected, but you are not going to complain. And you are not going to tell Tocar about this either. He doesn’t need to know every detail.