She gasped weakly and gave a shrill cry, her walls squeezing around tightly once more as her juices gushed from her. She felt bad for cumming as much as she had, he had only cum once if she recalled correctly.
Days passed and it was time for Hulara and his men to return to their camp. Satlyn stood out at the stables with Hulara, watching him pack his bags and tie them to the saddle, "Must you go...? Can't you stay...?"
She held onto him tightly and took a deep breath, "It always hurts seeing you leave, even after all this time...I'm always so worried you won't come home..."