A shadowy stranger

The door creaked open, to reveal a character cast in shadow and mood lighting. his face hidden by a hood, and his robes long and black like raven feathers. All signs indicated that this was one angsty son of a bitch, and you felt a little annoyed at such an intrusion during your "Discussion" with the serving girl.

rather than stop her ministrations to deal with the intruder, you simply rise from your chair and guide her head with your left hand loosely. "And who are you?" you query, as you continue to skull-fuck the help.

Stepping into the room, it surprises you to notice that he is in fact wearing white clothes beneath his robes, and when he pulls back his hood you gasp in revelation!

"My name is-"

"Arthur!" you interrupt him, idly reaching out with one hand in a wide sweeping gesture, you point him to a chair besides your desk in which he sits curtly.

Taking up a seat beside your desk, and positioning your eager serving girl between the two of you, you feel her tongue tickle at your cock as she raises her rump for the other to enjoy.

"The devil are you doing here? I thought they had long thrown you in jail for your work in Logersdon! That cemetery was empty after you visited, and they wanted your blood when they suspected it may have been a member of royalty who had taken the bodies." You question as he loosens his cape to fall by his sides. taking a firm grip on Stacy's buttocks, he lifts her skirt over her rump and toys idly with her pussy and asshole.

The effect on her is immediate, and you enjoy the sensation of her mumbling and purring around your cock head. glancing down at her you take a moment to look into her deep blue eyes, before returning to Arthur as he speaks;

"Indeed, it has been a while. I had feared after that debacle that I would have been hunted ceaselessly for all time. The men of that region have always been fools though, after all, they never appreciated what a man can do if he puts his...mind to it." punctuating his sentence with a joyful plunging of his fingers into the girl's cunt. She buckled a little at the quick entry, leaning a little into your crotch, but she quickly recovered and placed one hand to her chest to fondle her impressive breasts.

"May I?" Arthur asks.

"Hmm? Of course! you are always a friend here. Please, enjoy yourself." To which the guest pulls down his pants freeing his cock, and slowly eases himself into the girl's boiling snatch.