Her pussy gets the cream

You've let your animal urges get the better of you so far, might as well stay the course. Sweating and panting from both exertion and arousal, you continue mating the voluptuous peasant. You start going faster, and slightly shallower to stimulate yourself to cum. Clare is still unresponsive, and is barely standing, mostly resting her weight on the fence. You tighten your grip on her plush, sensuous form. Quickly, your orgasm approaches, and you don't resist. As you feel yourself down to your last few thrusts, you start slamming your cock as deep as possible, right up to her cervix. Clenching your teeth to suppress a moan of pleasurable release, you slam yourself deep inside her, resting against her butt. An explosion of electric pleasure radiates throughout your whole body, concentrated on your cock. Hot, fertile cum spurts from your cock in jets, filling the milkmaid's pussy. Clare's head raises again briefly as she feels your heat shoot into her. Toes curling, you lean a hand on the fence to stay upright as the last few weak jets leak into her. You're breathing heavily, still enjoying the feeling of your sensitive dick in her tight hole. Glancing around one last time, you slip your semi-hard erection from Clare's leaky pussy, cum dribbling down her legs.

Catching your breath, you pull Clare's dress back down. Now, a casual observer wouldn't be able to see that anything ever happened. You pull the upper part of the fence off, freeing Clare, who is still resting on the bottom part. Magnanimously, you pull her up to her feet, letting her lean unsteadily on you. You swipe the sweaty locks of hair off her face and give her a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks Clare, I think I'll be out of trouble for a while" She looks over at you, her eyes telling you "Shut up". You pat her on the back. "Come on, I'll take you back to the castle. Outside work seems to be too dangerous for you, as we've just seen." She doesn't resist as you start walking her back to your horse, stumbling occasionally from the weakness of her legs (and perhaps a bit of soreness). If one were to look close enough, they could see the white drops of semen that fell on the ground as she walked.

You took her back to the castle doctor, claiming you found her in this state, suffering from sunstroke. He nodded sympathetically, giving the girl some clean water. Clare drank and soon after fell asleep, where you left her. Later that day you spoke to your steward, having her reassigned to indoor duty. Coincidentally, closer to you.