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Medieval Town Flings
(Collins Lok)

The first time I went to the most prominent brothel in the town, was when I first met Rosie. 

She looked nothing like my first wife Carla, but she had similar traits, and it triggered my nostalgic feelings. The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew immediately that she was the one for me.

With the brothels here, you could either pay a small amount of money to get a room in the establishment and spend a couple hours with one of their women, or you could pay a large amount of money to have that woman spend an entire day with you, at wherever you want.

So, I paid a large amount of money and took Rosie with me back to my house, and that was the beginning of our regular compensated fucking sessions.

I thought a woman from a town brothel would at least be more skilful and knowledgeable about sex than village widows, but that was not the case at all. They still only know missionary sex. The only differences were that they would be dolled up more appropriately for seduction, and they would make flirty talks with you while fucking.

Of course, with me being her partner, things were about to become a lot more exciting for Rosie.

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I carried Rosie out of the bathroom, still in a tight embrace, as we made our way to the bed. We were still kissing hotly and passionately, her lilac tongue stirring deep inside my mouth, searching desperately for more of my saliva.

I placed her gently on the bed, then placed my cock on her belly. She immediately spread her legs wide open, and stared at me with a sultry and longing gaze.

"Take me, Caleb. Take me now! Fuck my brains out like you always do! I've been waiting for this!"