On her knees under his desk yet again...

She's going to reach out and touch the wall where the door used to be before she looks back to answer.

"It's gone. Must be a dungeon trap. Least this one left us with our clothes."

//rip. Get well soon

//it's only this one and that one that I use. Others I've tried out and dropped because they didn't spark joy.

Why does it matter?

"Maybe it's your paladin blessing, Sir."

She doesn't believe what she's saying, at least not fully, being pretty sure it's mostly goblin genetics helping her out there.

But that's not stopping her eagerly rubbing against the tip of his cock, hoping he'll continue applying his blessing

11!

//2, against a wall