Give her a creampie

She didn't say not to, right? You tighten your grip on the baking strumpet's hair and ass; increasing the speed and intensity of your pounding all the while. Her fat ass ripples with the shock of your impacts into her. Emily desperately hangs onto the counter despite your thoughtless lustful grasping. Ruled by the pleasures of mating, you finally bury yourself as far as possible in her quivering quim and blow your load inside. You fire your last few thrusts into her as ecstasy overtakes you, spreading from the groin outward. By this point you are drenched in sweat, panting heavily with your cock still buried in her. You slip out of her slowly, one last thrill of pleasure inducing a gasp from you as you break the seal.

Emily, still bent over the counter, reaches down with one hand to her dripping pussy. She pulls her cum-covered fingers back to look at them. "Oh dear your majesty, you might have put a bun in my oven doing that." You scoff. "So what if I did?" you ask, getting dressed, "With a sexual appetite like yours, you should expect things like that." Damn servants, going around seducing their masters like that. It's downright predatory. "Don't ask me to fuck you then complain about the result." She's standing now, soft nude body facing you. "Sorry your majesty, I didn't mean to sound like I was complainin', just surprised. I'm flattered, really" she says with a weak smile, though you don't know if she's faking or just exhausted form your sweaty fuck.

You're eager to get out of these sweaty clothes, and have Emily lead you out of the confusing kitchen complex. Getting to your room, you take off your clothes and jump into bed, falling asleep almost instantly.