Delta’s display of discretion

As he felt Lucia’s hand touch his arm, Hudds hesitated for a moment before looking across the table at Emmanuella.

When she noticed that Hudds was looking at her, Emmanuella gazed back and spotted what was going on, smiled and gave him a discrete nod. She had been meaning to tell him that her only objection to him fucking other women was that she would get to watch, but hadn’t had the opportunity yet due to the fact that they had dedicated very little of their time together to conversation.

Glad to have Emmanuella’s unspoken approval, Hudds placed his hand on Lucia’s and guided it down under the table and onto his right thigh. Lucia’s eyes went wide as she realised that something very big was hidden in Hudds’ tight pants, and for a moment she actually believed that he was the beast and that he, in a moment of extraordinarily homicidal and deranged creativity, had hidden a big part of his last victim’s arm in his pants. But then it dawned on her what it was that she was rubbing her hand against, and her immediate reaction to that was to release a gasp so loud and sultry that it caused everyone at the table to avert their attention to her. The fork which Lucia had been holding in her other hand was now lying on the table, but she had hardly noticed that.

Glancing over at Emmanuella, Hudds could see that the countess was now smiling at him as she gave him a silent applaud.

“Wait,” Delta suddenly stopped Harold from reinserting his cock into her mouth.

“What?” Harold’s voice betrayed the frustration he was feeling upon being denied the sensation of her pout lips pressing against his cock.

“I can’t upstage my mistress in public, it just wouldn’t be proper.” Delta explained, providing Harold with an example of the sense of duty and decorum which had made her the handmaiden of such a distinguished noble, although he suspected that her huge tits, lovely ass and to-die-for face might just have something to with it as well.

As Delta got up, Harold was on the verge of panicking as he thought that she was now about to leave him there, sporting the most gargantuan erection of his life.
Harold’s fears were alleviated however when Delta proceeded to turn round on her heels to face away from him and lean forwards with her legs pressed together until her spine had become almost horizontal, after which she pulled her white dress forwards to present Harold with an unrestricted view of her behind, with the hunky watchman releasing a thick gush of precum upon seeing her firm, round buttocks surround her tight-looking asshole and pink pussy.

Her dress now pulled past her bellybutton, Delta released a vigorous moan upon feeling the thick dollop of Harold’s precum smack into the taut surface of her left buttock, where it would gradually begin to sink into her tanned skin.

“So you’ll just have to fuck my ass,” Delta went on to announce before releasing another moan as her announcement caused a second squirt of precum to land on her other cheek.

“Wait!” Harold had begun to approach Delta, looking forwards to doing what she asked of him, when another exclamation caused him to halt and very nearly voice his frustration about her constant interruptions.

“What?” Harold hissed out, clinching his jaw and stroking his ginormous organ.

“You’re going to make me scream with that monster, and we can’t have that…” Delta explained, “Do you have anything that I can bite down on?”

Operating with a keen sense of urgency, Harold pulled out his belt and handed it to Delta, who quickly folded a part of it together and then placed it in her mouth.
Deciding that from now on nothing would stop him from feeding his dick into Delta’s asshole, Harold moved the tip of his heavy member up against her sphincter while she braced her arms against the wall in front of her.

When Harold’s cockhead invaded her anus after a brief moment’s struggle to push her elastic cinnamon ring apart, Delta’s reaction was to tense up to the point where she nearly made him blow his load there and then, but Harold somehow managed to hold himself back until she’d loosened up a little to allow him to push deeper into her rectum.

Pretty soon, Delta was producing a stream of muffled screams, her ass pressing down on Harold’s horsecock even as he struggled to **** further into her snug anus, and he would soon after reach down with his hand to feel the thoroughly drenched state of her quivering snatch as girlcum poured out of it.

Realizing that Delta’s hands were slipping and that she would be unable to support herself for much longer, Harold leaned forwards and put his hands on her stomach, gently pulling her back up until her shoulders were pressing against his chest and her dress slid down again so that the rear of the hemline was draped over the part of his dick which had yet to be inserted into her ass.

Reaching back with her left hand to caress the side of his head while her right one was firmly planted on his buttock, Delta trembled against Harold’s much larger frame while he stood wide-legged to cancel out the height difference between the two of them and continued to **** his hips forwards until she could finally feel his bloated balls come up against her sex and begin to be covered by the honey which poured out of her soft, sleek sex.

Delta’s use of his belt had ensured that her screams wouldn’t be heard, but it could do nothing about the bellow which Harold now released as a single blob of cum shot out of his pisshole, the circumference of the release of cum being so generous that it stretched his pisshole way beyond anything that he’d ever experienced, and it was only thanks to his quick reflexes that he managed to grab hold of Delta and stop her from being launched off his cock by the momentum of his release.

The bellow died down but Harold was still blowing out air as a ten-second period followed during which nothing more happened, and then he had to throw his head back as every muscle in his body seemingly began to spasm as a genuine torrent of jizz was shot out of his cock.

Digging her nails into his buttock, Delta could feel her jaw drop as the sudden rush of Harold’s cum filling her up inside caused her orgasm to reach a previously unexplored level of intensity, her body at first tensing up and then going limp as the world in front of her eyes suddenly began to go dizzy and her screams rang out in a way which seemed so distant to her ears that at first she thought that they belonged to someone else.

Feeling how his nutsack expanded and contracted between Delta’s thighs, Harold was eventually **** to let go off her as he was temporarily rendered incapable of doing anything else but stand, shout and ejaculate, and Delta’s torso returned to the horizontal position which it had been in just a short while earlier.

When Harold finally extracted his cock from Delta’s asshole, the subsequent vacuum which that extraction resulted in would cause several ropes of jism to come flying out of her stretched cinnamon ring, the longest of which swung down between her legs to be splayed out straight across her soaked pussy.

Riolta had smiled softly upon hearing the lustful screams coming from up in the gallery, and had signalled to Redmond that investigating the cause of them had not been necessary.

Before the screams had put a temporary halt to their conversation, Riolta had found herself becoming increasingly more involved in an exchange of past experiences with Vionne. At first being hesitant to reply to the high priestess’ questions due to solidarity with Leo, Riolta had quickly come to understand that he found it quite alright for her to recount her lewd adventures as long as she kept his sister from butting in, and had proceeded to provide Vionne with several vivid descriptions of ways in which she’d won archery contests over the years.

“So really, you simply lifted your thong aside and allowed your opponent to ram his cock into your arse?” Vionne repeated the question which she had asked just before the screams had caught everyone’s attention.
During their conversation, Riolta had noticed that Vionne said “cock” in a very emphatic way, as if she was in love with the word itself.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Riolta had been about to reply to Vionne’s question when Dacca rising to his feet to address the guests had caused her to hold her tongue, “there is nothing to be alarmed about, Captain Redmond has assured me that what you just heard was merely a part of the security preparations, and that it won’t be repeated.”

“Oh yes,” Riolta began, once Dacca was back on his chair, his words having served to calm the guests even though he really hadn’t said much at all, “the good thing about that is that you learn to concentrate completely on the target. And it’s made me really good at shooting while bending forwards.”

Next to her, Alexia let out another heartfelt moan as Riolta had by now kept the big-boobed young noblewoman at the verge of climax for the last five minutes, relentlessly bringing right up to the edge before holding her back from attaining complete satisfaction. Glancing across the room, Riolta noticed that Delta had just returned, and that she was walking in a rather peculiar way.

As she retook her place among the other servants, Delta could feel Harold’s cum oozing out of her distended asshole. Biting her lip as her pussy moistened once more in response to the sensation of the thick fluid slithering out onto her thighs, she could barely wait until she was alone with her mistress so she could lift up her dress and show her the messy state which Harold had left her ass in.

Harold meanwhile had resumed watching over the ball, his cock stuffed into his trousers and his belt now equipped with a set of bite marks.

“Dearest Alexia,” despite the rocky start to their relationship, Alexia and Vionne had quickly become quite affectionate towards each other, and there was now not the faintest hint of sarcasm in Vionne’s voice as she addressed the whimpering blonde.

“Y… yes?” Alexia had been such a good girl by not embarrassing her brother that Riolta was considering actually allowing her to climax.

“I need to powder my nose, and I was wondering if you might allow Captain Redmond to escort me, what with this hideous beast and all…” Vionne smiled at Alexia, and then turned her eyes to Redmond, who seemed to be looking forward to the prospect of escorting the high priestess.