"Four extra… You've beaten your personal best" Ludovic pat Darren's back, and the Lad hiccupped before he cast his eyes to a passing slave. "One more" That was an excuse for what he was about to do. As she poured him a jug, his hands reached for her plump folds. To make things easier for him, he made her straddle him, so her chest would be at his mouth level.
"Attaboy" Ludovic poured himself another bottle as his student passed his tongue over the slave's pierced nipples, sucked and nibbled on the beauties that bounced as he humped her.
"Don't get too carried away Lad, the girl isn't for free like last time." He pat Darren's back, and it forced him to let her go. He's been getting too carried away. He knew that quite well.
"When do you plan to leave?" Darren hadn't thought of that before, and he hadn't achieved much yet.
"Well, whenever I'm a bit stronger, and after you tell me about the Magic lock."
