"Wha-? No. I'd rather stay away." Allune said as she blushed, "B-besides. I don't think we're staying the night. We're... kind of being chased by someone, other than those black knights." She sighed.
Mszczuj squat and he sniffs air with smoke. "Smoke and combant so it mean that fight is inside camp or villiage, where attackers could use fire to burn something. Let's get know who is fighting, before we return. Only quiet. " He said to his men and get prepared bow and arrow. Mszczuj go behind bushes, to stay hide from others eyes.
Felina moans loudly, using her free hand to muffle the sounds, as she continues to play with Ophelia's cunt. "Y-You tease me, lady. Ah!"
The night sky is dark above, but there is enough light to see her siblings. Olga looks back at her sister. "How? Like... do bird noises?"
Marguerite grins, hand reaching to take hold of his large cock. "Does that disgust you? Or does the idea of walking in on me with her fill you with lust?" Slowly, she starts to stroke him. "Does the image of me moaning, as she plunges her fingers into my wet cunt, my mouth sucking those huge tits of hers, excite you?" Her other hand begins to knead his balls. "Are you made hard by the prospect of the two of us crawling towards you to worship this fat cock of yours?"
The redhead nods. "I see, and you took the time to help us anyway? Who's this person after you, in case I see them? A monster, or a man?"
Ophelia smirked as she teased Felina a bit longer, before finally deciding to have mercy on the maid. She kissed her neck one more time before removing her hands and pulling away. “Lie on the bed and spread your legs for me. It's time I eat my dessert.”
Mszczuj reaches the edge of the treeline, beyond which he sees a road. Taking cover behind the bushes, he hears the sound of battle fade away in the distance, and galloping hoofbeats coming closer. Suddenly, a group of seven or eight horsemen thunder onto the road. They move fast, but Mszczuj is able to distinguish that they wear black chainmail and greathelms, with black surcoats, emblazoned with a crimson red cross sigil that almost seems to shine. The man at the head of the column of horsemen is different, tall, bald, and wearing a black robe. Mszczuj could almost swear that the man had no face, just a sheet of milky white flesh where his mouth, eyes and nose should be. The horsemen move to fast to see the Polish warrior hiding in the bush, and gallop down the road, riding past Mszczuj. He can still see their backs, but they grow more distant with each passing second.
Felina nods, lying on her back, bringing her flexible legs up above her head. The maid's shaved pussy is on full display, wet with need.
Angelo moaned, and his cock twitched, as Marguerite teased him expertly, 'Yes to all, it fills me with lust to think about it and hear you describe it.' The young man quickly grew to his full, impressive length and girth under Marguerite's touch and dirty talk. He grabbed her wonderful breast, kneading it with well-practiced vigour, as he nuzzled and kissed her neck, 'Tell me more of your fantasies, they're really getting me going.'
“Mmm, nice view.” Ophelia commented as she examined the maid. Nodding with approval she slowly licked the fingers that had been inside Felina's pussy. After that, just as slowly, she made her way forward and got on the bed. Leaning down Ophelia planted a kiss on Felina's pussy, then reached with her tongue and started licking slowly. Listening carefully to the girl's reactions she gradually sped up, then changed things a bit as she started sucking on Felina's clit while using two digits to finger her wet pussy. Then she went back to licking while using her fingers to tease the maid's clit. The noblewoman kept switching between licking and fingering Felina's snatch, keeping the maid on the edge but not bringing her over it just yet.
“I imagine it’s putting out a kind of magical presence, like some sort of veil.” Larisa had trouble nailing down the specifics of spells she didn’t use herself , but did her best to give an explanation of them.
She strokes him at a steady pace. "Maybe Ophelia and I push you down onto your back, and she mounts you, taking that cock deep inside her wet little pussy, while you lick my own. You'd fuck her, and eat me out, while the two of us tasted each other. Perhaps you should tell me your own fantasies? What do you think about, when you're by yourself?"
"An old man, Lukas' uncle actually. But, don't let his age deceive you, he's a skilled knight." Allune said, even though she had no proof of how good Darius actually is. "Our situation is a little... complicated, but we just need to head to Trakai. And everything should sort itself out... probably."
It takes time, a lot of time, but eventually Olga begins to learn how to channel magic within her, and begin to use it. A bird takes flight from one of the towers, landing next to her. She squeals in excitement, but can't do much more than call it to her. Other orders are ignored.
"I can make guesses as to what happened, but I won't pry into your business. For now, enjoy the ale." She raises her mug. "How long do you want to stay?"
Ophelia kept teasing Felina for another minute, quite enjoying her reactions, before finally deciding to have mercy on the girl. She kissed the maid's pussy again, then forced her tongue inside the wet slit and began tongue-fucking her. At the same time she brought her fingers, wet with Felina's juices, to the maid's back door and tried to force them inside, wanting to get the girl off by pleasuring both of her holes at once.
Felina's ass is tight around Ophelia's fingers, the combined sensation making the girl scream into her hand, She bucks her hips towards Ophelia, body desperately trying to get more.
Ophelia kept tonguing Felina's snatch and fingering her back door, trying to prolong the maid's pleasure as much as she could. Her own pussy was already wet and her face was flushed with arousal, but she had enough self-control to not rush things.
