A color comic page Sensana: If I'm wrong and she doesn't go for it...well, I'm sorry for whatever she does to ye. Ylla: (nervous) *gulp* O...kay. Any, um, regulars maybe? Sensana: (laying on her back with her arms stretched out to each side) Ah! Hector! He'll be down the street at the tavern, this time o' day, but likely not yet drunk off his ass. And ask for Meseran Malleon in the noble district. I've not met him m'self, but the bloke's stuck it in half the city, if the gossip's half true. (The man pulls out and strokes his cock as a big jet of cum launches out of it, with more gushing out of Sensana's pussy to pool on the bed) Man: Unnh! Sensana: (smiling and splattered with cum down her face, chest, and stomach) Something tells me our time is about up, traveler-- Ylla: Ylla. Sensana: Ah, Ylla. It's been a pleasure.
