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them from taking full steps. Morgana's attention was drawn back to the courtyard, as the Scullery Maid's hourglass figure disappeared through a door into the Milking Room attached to the stables. Morgana shifted uneasily as the sight of the Maid's ample curves caused the first pangs of a familiar ache deep inside her... she felt the first slow flow of wetness start the maddening friction of her pussy lips and clitoral hood that kept her in a state of arousal through most of her waking hours. She suddenly turned and strode from the balcony into her sumptuous quarters. She almost ran to the huge bed that dominated the room and ripped the covers off the sleeping form that was in it... the face of the very young serving girl thus exposed underwent a lightning change from annoyance at