Hudds explodes in Delta's ass

Redmond breathed a silent prayer that the Countess wasn’t one of those aristocrats who left all the dirty work to their maids. He also wondered what it was that Hudds had had for breakfast that morning, and made a mental note to ask his undersergeant to put him on the same diet. Not that what he wasn’t feasting upon at that moment wasn’t exquisitely satisfying, though. Emmanuella’s wriggling ass in front of him was an ambrosial delight, and he stuck his tongue between the cleft of her divine pussy lips as far as it could humanly go. The woman was juicy, and was using the index and middle fingers of her right hand to separate the folds of her honey-box, aiding Redmond’s progress up the sensitive canal further.

Hudds’ dick was speared up Delta’s asshole in its entirety, and the tight entrance to her rectum had expanded to jaw-dropping dimensions to allow for the full proportions of the watchman’s length. Holding onto the peachy cheeks of the handmaiden’s buttocks, Hudds prepared to administer the coup de grace to blonde minx.

‘One lump or two?’ he said, echoing Delta’s discomfiting question to him from before, before releasing his load, his twitching cock exploding inside her ass. The eruption lasted for more than a minute, and the blonde girl would have been blown off the end of his cock had Hudds not been clasping her hips so tightly. When he released her, Delta simply slid off his dick like a bag of jelly, her asshole slowly sliding off each inch of his dick, until she crumpled weakly onto the table in front of him. As Hudds’ dick was released from its pressurised confinement, it sprang up again, still spearing out in front of him proudly.

Cum spewed from Delta’s asshole almost as if someone had turned a tap on fully, the thick liquid pumping from her anus and covering the tea service in a flood of sticky cream.

Emmanuella was impressed. Delta was a first rate-slut, chosen exactly for her kinky proclivities and her sensational methods of dick emptying, but this young watchman had trounced her like a wolf with a newborn lamb. The Countess, up until now, had never seen anything Delta couldn’t handle, and Hudds had filled her so full of cum she could almost swear that her handmaiden’s eyes were now pure white.

‘That’s a monstercock,’ said Emmanuella, pronouncing each syllable with relish, watching awestruck as huge gobs of cum hung tastily from the still-weeping hole in the huge bell-end. ‘Give it to me,’ she said. ‘Give it to me now!’

Hudds smiled, and hand his hand along the hard length, then shook his head. The night with Riolta had taught him usefully.

‘No,’ he said, ‘beg for it.’

Emmanuella’s eyes widened in disbelief. Here she was, the most sought after woman in the empire, the subject of ballads and drawing-room tittle-tattle for a radius of hundreds of miles, and this impudent young watchman wanted her to beg?