Angelo tasted Marguerite's sweet juices with mirth and his hand went to gently rub her clit while he licked her. His own arousal grew fast, and his growing cock rubbed against the bedsheets. He paused for a second, 'Do you want me to lick you to satisfaction or maybe an encore from last night?'
Once her fingers were clean Ophelia kissed Felina again. “I think... that's enough for tonight. Let's get some sleep.” She moved a bit until both of them were lying on their sides, facing each other. One of the noblewoman's hands was on the maid's butt, groping it lightly. “Good night, Felina.”
"Y-You want me to sleep with you?" Felina smiles and nestles in towards her. The next day, Ophelia wakes in the late morning, Felina having left already. Presumably, she had chores to carry out.
Angel smirked, 'Licking you got me excited too. Maybe a different position this time?' The monk sat up, his cock at its impressive full size again. He lied down beside her and rolled the brunette on her side. Lifting Marguerite's leg, he rubbed his long cock along her snatch, coating it in her juices again. The young monk guided his cock inside her pussy, hitting her g-spot as he entered. It wasn't the first time they had morning sex, but it was a treat every time. The young lover quickly found a good rythm and kissed the Inquisitor from behind while he bucked his hips into her. It didn't take long for both of them to come close to their peaks. He grunted and chuckled, 'So c-close... do you want breakfast too?'
She moans as she moves against him, her cunt welcoming him deep inside her. "I'm hungry. Fill me up." She grins.
For a few moments Ophelia pouted cutely, disappointed that she had overslept and Felina had already left. Then she shrugged and started getting dressed. She decided to have a quick bath before doing anything – after last night she likely needed it.
'Oh, your pussy is hungry? We can't have that,' Angelo chuckled and increased his pace. His balls tightening, and his shaft pulsing, the young monk caught Marguerite's lips with his and rubbed her breast, as he hilted himself inside her, releasing his seed in her deepest parts. A torrent of cum escaped his cock and filled her. He was parts relieved and saddened that she was infertile. As he caught his breath, he kept his hard cock inside her and kissed her lovingly, 'Hmm, nothing better than that.'
Mszczuj nod. "I already send one of my men to our leader, so I expected they will soon show up. We have only to waiting." He said and look at Allune. "Sorry but your acent sounds familar to me. Aren't you from russian, on the East ?"
"That's good. You never know if those knights might ambush your camp in the night." Allune nods, then raises an eyebrow as the mustached man asked her a question. "Uhm. No, I don't think so? I came from a village, a few days away from here." She replied. "Ah, introductions. My name is Allune, and she's Ignatia." She pointed at her redheaded comapnion.
Mszczuj nod his head and smile showing teeths and point arm at older men. "My brother in arms Andrzej and me Mszczuj from Ogrodzieniec."
Ignatia smiles, offering Mszczuj her hand, when he and Allune both hear hoofbeats approaching quickly, but not from the road the black knights took. Instead, the sound comes from the road Allune and Lukas took to get here. Looking, Allune recognises Darius riding towards the village, the armoured warriors they met before travelling with him, a small warband of about ten men.
A portly maid assists her, the hot water relaxing her and washing away the strain in her muscles. Ilya and Olga walk into the baths a few moment later, the attendant filling two tubs for them. They strip, revealing their impressive bodies, and get inside, Olga smiling at Ophelia. "Hello again." She speaks in her thick accent.
“Hello, Olga, Ilya. Sleep well?” Ophelia smiled back and greeted the two as she relaxed in the hot water.
'Sure, go ahead, I love surprises,' Angelo smiled and kissed her cheek, his member slowly deflating inside her.
"Nice to meet you. Uh." As Allune was trying to pronouce the mustached knight's name, her gaze went to the direction of the hoofbeats. "O-oh crap." She cursed, seeing Darius among the riders. "Uhm, I'll see you inside." She said, dragging Ignatia inside the tavern. "That's him! He's already here!" She said in a panicked tone, as she heads upstairs looking for Lukas.
“I slept well,” In more than one meaning of the word. “I even overslept a bit, so I decided to have a quick bath to help wake up.” Ophelia replied as she stretched in the small tub. “Mmm, this feels nice...”
