*Ophelia approached the blacksmith that was demonstrating the axes, paying no mind to the large blade and instead speaking to the shopkeeper* I'm looking for a man named Sigmano. I know he is in this town. Have you seen from him, and please, a yes or no will be just fine
*Rosemary was now moaning with even more pleasure and lust as she felt Sker'Ry's entrance against her own. This kind of pleasure, this kind of desire, she never felt it before. Not with another women. She was used to the long shaft of her passed lover, but not this. And she desired more. Her hands lost control as she slapped Sker'Ry's rear, rubbing at it madly with desire, as if she were trying her best to remove it. Her hot breath was hitting Sker'Ry in the face, her lips just inches away from her face*
*Rosemary was now moaning with even more pleasure and lust as she felt Sker'Ry's entrance against her own. This kind of pleasure, this kind of desire, she never felt it before. Not with another women. She was used to the long shaft of her passed lover, but not this. And she desired more. Her hands lost control as she slapped Sker'Ry's rear, rubbing at it madly with desire, as if she were trying her best to remove it. Her hot breath was hitting Sker'Ry in the face, her lips just inches away from her face*