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Meg felt his muscles tense and this triggered her muscles to contract. She pushed down her cunt against the mattress. She mashed her excited vagina on the soft surface, smearing her pussy juice on the sensuous softness of that mattress, while jizz flooded her rectum, making it all slippery and warm.
This brought on Meg's orgasm. She clenched her butt hole tight around that dick. It was as if nature wanted her to lock that cock into her bum hole so that no semen would spill out. Her sphincter grabbed that dick, pulling it in. Making sure no part of that joyous friction was released.
The old elf's mouth opened in ecstasy as his balls kept pumping jizz. His eyes bulged with the strain on his body. Meg's grip on his cock held him until his sore cock went limp. He had not had a better fuck in his life. He was exhausted and sweating, he got up off the bed, breathless. He put his trouser back on, happy with the trade he had made for the bracelet.
Meg looked at her wrist and admired the bracelet. It looked so beautiful and she had a good fuck.
The old elf left the room and came back with a damp wash cloth. He handed it to Meg to wipe herself down. Cum was leaking out of Meg's bum so the wash cloth was indispensable. It occurred to Meg how convenient it would be to have sex with men who were previously women, they understood her needs.
Meg got off the bed and put her dress back on. She checked that her clothing did not have any telltale signs of sex.
The old elf was going to spray some of his left over perfume on Meg, but thought better of it. He did not want her to reek of his perfume.
Meg went outside and was immediately absorbed by the crowd. Once more they were groping her. She didn't care. She could feel wetness in her pussy, so she hurried back to Theoden's hut to wash herself down.
Moira followed Meg into the hut. "My girl what have you been getting up to. I'll have to give that black dress a bit of a wiping down. Put the suede outfit back on, I think they mean for you to travel today."
When Meg had changed to the 'travelling' outfit she returned to the main room. She found her bag had been packed with food and water. Theoden, Zelfar, Shandalar and Saria were discussing the curse affecting the valley. It was a conversation occupying the village since Meg arrived. They were sure Meg's arrival signaled the lifting of the curse.
"My dear, it is so good to see you all rested and ready to go. Saria will escort you to the road leading you to the Lady of the Valley and you should have no difficulty following the road to the Lady's manor. We are confident you will be welcomed by the Lady and she will be able to help you return home." Said Theoden trying not to sound like they urgently wanted Meg to be on her way.
Moira handed Meg another bag "some extra clothes for you to wear. I can't have you looking grubby and unkempt".
"Thank you so much for your help Moira. Your advice and clothing has enriched my life." Said Meg as she gave Moira a big hug, allowing him to cop a good feel.
Meg bade them farewell and shuffled out the door with Saria at her heals. With their bags over their shoulders the village saw that Meg was leaving. Some waved goodbye, some looked sad, but many looked hopeful of the curse being lifted.
