"We don't exactly have any leads right now, so let's head to the town and see if we can meet up with Carrie or the elves and see if they've found anything." Aaralon said, though his thoughts were quite different. Rescuing the mayor's daughter was quite low on his list of priorities now, but seeing if he could get more of his teachers under his thrall was topping the list. Plus, he still had to acquire the last gasp of a virgin. The town seemed like his best bet.
"Sounds good to me." Camila said, releasing Aaralon, though not before brushing her thigh against his crotch and winking. Aaralon followed her into the wood, grinning inwardly at how well his implanted suggestion was working. He could probably have her again with no trouble... but it could wait. Four hungry mouths lapping at his cock were better than one, after all.
Thanks to some cautious traveling and careful spell use, the trip to the town was uneventful, and they arrived just before sundown. Camilla sashayed towards the nearest inn, a decent-looking two-story wood building, before turning to Aaralon, and pressing a small bag of silver coins into his hand. "Get us a good room, Aaralon, while I go and see if anyone has noticed the others come by." She winked, then leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Be a good boy and wait for me hear. I might bring back a friend." Aaralon felt her hand stroke his cock secretively through his trousers, then she turned and was off.
Aaralon watched her go before turning to regard the inn. He could do some exploring himself while she was gone and beat her back to the inn, or play it safe and wait. There could be maids inside that could suit his desire for a virgin, after all...
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