Gwen scouped the salve upon her fingers and cicled around behind. The salve was cold whenst she first brushed it against mine skin. As she spread and rubbed, it tuned warm and seemed to pierce through mine hide in going deeper. Like flow of charging battle line, it met and then pushed back the pain. No counter charge was mounted by my ache. Gwen's hands and fingers pressed on harder and the pain fled in defeat. As it full retreated, mine words spilled out, "Gwen, tis magical. Thee, and thy potion of forest herbs, have conquered the pain."
"Aye, tis true, but herbs are not of mysterious world but of common nature", she retorted with a faint laugh. Her hands lingered moving twixt mine neck and two rounded shoulders. With her fingers, she probed flesh whilst saying, "M'Lord, there is a knooty tightness here and could be more on thy back. Kneading of the knots willst put them at ease."
"Thou art a good Healer, continue as thee deem necessary." was mine consent, more out of enjoyment of her touch than of agony.
She kneaded and rubbed working up o'er sidies and back of my neck. Her warm, soft fingers brushed about. Her breath set upon mine bare skin and the sweet lilac scent heightent mine sense of smell. It had been so long since a woamn laid hands on mine bare skin, mine loins began to stir in a way thought forgotten.
"M'Lord, thou hast more scars here, smaller than shoulder one. Art they bothersome too?",
"Nay good Gwen, they bother not as they art from glancing blows. There's but one more, less hurtsome than what thou hast relieved, but naught of strength that thee se to it."
Her hands rose off me and she sputtered rather irked, "M'Lord, Hast not mine skill proven well with thy other hurt?"
"Gwen, thou hast proven a fine and skilled Healer. Tis not thy skill be denied for as tis proven. Mine other is onst the top mine left shank, not nearly as hurtful but would require removal of mine trousers. Truth be said, thee art a beautiful woman. Thy nearness and touch this night hast awakened, what thought lost in mine loins. In offing of trousers, thee wouldst see mine uncontrolled response."
Gwen answered in stern voice, "M'Lord, there is naught much that Healers hast yet to see. Oft thee trousers."
As she rounded the bench, mine loosed trousers fell to bare mine stiffened member She stopped drawing more of herb salve to her hand and then came to stand twixt mine legs. Her eyes widened as she searched and found shank scar. Finding same, she applied the herb salve as before. When finshed she kept eyes fixed towards mine attentive member, she spake again in lower tone than last retort, "M'Lord, tis mine own truth that needs said. In womanly way, mine own loins stir as thine as naught afore. Mine past coupling hath been but with one man, mine dead husband, and mine feeling not same for he was evil and brutish. Unlike thee who art strong and handsome without trace of brute. Joining could bring us both healing of our two stirring wants. Dost thee find tis woman worthy of thus?"
Afore could answer think, she reached back and unhooked her dress to let it fall. Mine blood surged as her nakedness appeared. Her skin pale and soft o'er rise and fall of womanly shape. She read answer in mine eye and leaned forth setting her lips on mine. Both our mouths pressed firm, opened and exchanged exploring tongues. Mine hands went to her waist and hers to mine head. Mouths remained locked whilst she knelt down twixt mine legs.
Mine hands journeyed to her tits encasing their bulk. As mine fingertips probed her budding centers, her hands dropped upon mine engorged member. Our mouths parted with both us seeking breath. Mine shaft was full circled by her palm and she leant forward to licketh glistening seed that hath seeped forth. Her other hand came down to cup mine lower globes and fondle them with gentleness. As if in fever, mine body begged for ease.
She took signal of mine clasping the sides of her shoulders and both us rose up together and strode to near bed. On her back she reclined, spreading legs far part. Her eyes ablaze. All her naked slopes and crests bared freely for mine taking. Advancing forth, mine hand bent stiff memeber tip to the threshold of her slippery door. Scarce didst mine hand clear, from tween us, afore her legs circled mine arse to pull steely shaft down deep inside her welcome channel. She matched mine ensuing powerful thrusts and retreats with force of her legs. Mine member seered with burning thence erupted, spouting bursts of seed into her depths. Gwen's hips bucked neath mine jolting with mine own rushes. O'er and o'er our hips shook and a backflow of seed flowed out to cover mine globes and stream twixt the passage tween matched orbs ofher arse. Our eruptions calmed to cease and mine body collapsed full weight upon her soft flesh. Both us lay panting and spent afore, still joined as one, rolling to sides wherest member slow shrank and exited. Thus reclined lay us both as two pair lips pressed, lapped and suckled. Two hands fondled and probed bared flesh of other.
Again, mine member rose in want. Upon notice, Gwen moved to stance as if four legged and beckoned mine body to move behind her flank. She spread wide her rear shanks in offer of entry towards mine rigid staff. Whenst mine member tip pushed against her door, she started back taking same inside her warm, damp sheath. Mine hands gripped aside her rounded mooning arse. Holding firm, mine hips began powerful thrusts and feigns. Gwen moaned in the coupling and returned her own thrusts at the end of each retreat. Both us pounded hard and long til spurts of release burst. Mine seed mixed with her own sticky woman juice to overflow and wash back out. As one, both us stilled as last shudders swept through two molded bodies. Full sated of need, mine member soon went limp and slipped from her sopping hold. Thence together both us lay, entwined of legs and arms as sleep's blanket covered.
Later in the night, Gwen rose then returned with potion mixed from herb of her bag and water. She bade me swallow full. The drink made my member rise and remain standing strong to engage in many more wondorous marvels of the pleasures of the flesh. The sun rose in the skies finding us together, not as Lord and subject, but as man and woman at peace and full well.
Thus it is written of times of olde.
