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The humans here are obviously not as squeamish about eating meat. I look down at a hefty slab of boiled beef. “I’m not sure I can eat this.” Becca says. I nod. Thinking of sweet Betsy back at camp. I may be off meat myself. At least the kinds that I have met in my travels. As we pick at our food, a fanciful man enters the stripping inn. Dressed in a long sparkly robe and a tall, pointy hat. He looks clean and boisterous. Not like the farmers and workmen who mostly fill up the dining room. The man create a small burst of blue flame porn from his hand as the waitress takes his order. He brazenly grabs her ass as she heads off to the kitchen. Then he looks around the room hungrily. His gaze stops on my wife for a long while. Openly sensual sizing her up. He only looks away when his food comes. The wizard eats quickly. Occasionally glancing at Rebecca. I find my hand frequently brushing my sword hilt. Unfortunately, not my crystal mage slayer. As he chuffs down the last of his ale, a family walks in. Another farmer, I guess. With his wife and daughter. Both decently attractive. The wizard seems to think so. He grins at the two new women. I’d guess the daughter busty at eighteen and the wife at early thirties. Neither as good looking as Becca. Together though, they interest the wizard greatly. There is a crackling sound from the wizards table. I see him moving his fingers as if pantomiming a puppeteer. the two women’s faces go blank as they walk jerkily to the wizards table. The fancy man stands up with a grin, putting his arms around each woman’s waist. The farmer takes a couple steps after his family. Then he stops when the wizard gives him a warning glare. The trip head flashing toward the stairs, and the rooms above. For self-serving reasons, it could be asserted, but with positive results none the less. "Nah, I'll keep my shorts on." By now she had moved on to rubbing her thigh, her full palm gliding over the top of her pale skin, out to her knee, and porn then ever closer busty to the bend of her waist. Lisa sat upright and continued to slowly pump up and down on my hard cock. I get to my feet, to find my leg muscles also ache from my earlier sensual exertions. This time she wasted no time and sucked me in flashing right away. Tina stood up, she was a little woozy, “Let’s go in the house to my bedroom”. Do NOT go near that woman. The woman introduced herself as Helen, the manager of the boutique. After the boys stripping got their pants off they were jerking on their puds as they studied each picture one by one. “So, a whole week.