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As he bid ger a question the Goblin held out her hands, her finger fips sparking with Goblins Maid Magics and energy, the campsit cleaning itself rather than allowing her master to sully his hands with it. They belonged in high duties, like slaying big monsters and holding treasure, or andhandling her body as it spilled out if this outfit.
She fought the mental image that jumped across her mind, stepping up to her master, right between his legs and hugged his third one, giving the tip a peck abd little lick to keep a hint of her intention the second it was hanging out in front of her again...and to keep the flavor on the back if her tongue. Then she'd be gone, scampering away to go be her masters scout while he handled the clearing, abd got that goblin addicted futa out of the dungeon.
She fought the mental image that jumped across her mind, stepping up to her master, right between his legs and hugged his third one, giving the tip a peck abd little lick to keep a hint of her intention the second it was hanging out in front of her again...and to keep the flavor on the back if her tongue. Then she'd be gone, scampering away to go be her masters scout while he handled the clearing, abd got that goblin addicted futa out of the dungeon.