Lara suspects trouble, but gets a show instead.

Lara's eyes snapped open at the sounds of the unknown person crying out, the disappointment of having her sordid little fantasy-and an almost guaranteed intense orgasm- interrupted fading away to concern for whom that appeared to be in trouble.

Another cry ran out through the tavern. It was unmistakably feminine. "Andrea!" Lara whispered in shock, her mind reeling and visualising all sorts of horrid scenarios in her brain.

 Had those three violent drunks from earlier come back for **** on those who humiliated them in public? Was Bard abusing Andrea? That seemed highly unlikely to Lara, despite the fact she hardly knew the hulking handsome tavern owner the way he looked at, spoke to, or about his wife convinced the curvaceous explorer that he would never harm her. Or had Griff, and that large party of out-of-towners returned to compensate for their lost wagers courtesy of Andrea's victory in the arm wrestle?

With those-and many more- unhappy scenarios running through Lara's brain, she decided that she had to help her hosts, and got to her feet. Despite Andrea's cries coming at a more constant rate the beautiful adventurer knew that she couldn't run carelessly into danger with no clothing or a weapon. 

She quickly put on her aquamarine coloured top, and rolled her thong back up her long legs until her mound was just about covered by the thin undergarment. As skilled as she was in unarmed combat Lara knew there was only so much she could do if there truly were a large amount of intruders in the tavern, so she quickly opened up her backpack, and pulled out one of her twin Berettas. The handgun would be out of place in this medieval-esque strange land, but Lara decided that it would be better to use the weapon if necessary, and answer questions from Bard and Andrea about her strange weapon later.

Out of habit Lara ejected the fifteen bullet magazine, and examined the contents before slamming the clip back in with a practised efficiency. Andrea was still wailing at the top of her lungs, which helped cover the noise of Lara pushing open the heavy wooden bedroom door.

Having made a lifetime, and career of sneaking around, and not being detected Lara's soft feet made not a sound on the floorboards as she slowly made her way across the hallway. The sounds originated from the married couple's bedroom, and once she got halfway across corridor Lara slowly eased off the Beretta's safety with her thumb.

At that moment a loud and spirited cry of "Fuck! I'm so close! Fuck me, Bard!" greeted Lara's ears. 

The scantily clothed brunette let out an embarrassed little giggle, and shook her head ruefully at the fact that she had mistaken Andrea's passionate cries of lust as ones of distress. 

Lara heard Bard chuckle softly in reply to his wife's pleading."Already? I've only just got inside of you!" 

The busty brunette once again felt high levels of arousal coursing through her scantily clad body, and warm juices oozing out of her pussy onto her racy thong, reminding the intrepid explorer of the masturbation session that Bard and Andrea's coupling had unknowingly interrupted. Lara very much wanted to catch a glimpse of the extremely attractive couple going at it, but despite the wishes of her very horny body Lara decided to respect the privacy of the couple who had put her up for the night. With a sigh of someone who knew they would be missing out of something they really wanted, but at the same time doing the right thing, Lara reactivated the safety of the Beretta and turned around to make her way back to her allotted room.

Lara hadn't made it one step towards her room for the night when Andrea wailed out at the top of her lungs "I'm so close, because I've been wanting your cock in my ass all day long!"

Lara's head snapped around to Bard and Andrea's bedroom door so fast it almost hurt. The busty brunette could feel the stiff nipples of her huge breasts poking against the material of her tight top, and the warmth in between her legs increased by several degrees. "Fuck!" She whispered softly, while the hand not holding the Beretta slid down her tight tummy, and began to rub her glistening pussy lips through the thong seemingly on its own accord. 

"Fuck! I love your big cock in my ass, Bard! Fuck me into submission!" Andrea cried out again, while Lara heard Bard grunting in reply.

Unable to deny herself of her base desires a second time Lara just had to catch a glimpse of the gorgeous Andrea being pounded in the ass by Bard's so called 'big cock'. If the cries of ecstasy were any indication of her husband's 'size' and skill in the bedroom Lara suspected that she would have a hell of a show.

With her heart pounding in her chest, and juices pooling in her racy thong Lara pushed what little objections she had left to the back of her mind, and once again slowly advanced towards the lovers' bedroom door, although this time she had a more accurate idea of what she would find inside. 

When she was just outside the door Lara could hear more noises in addition to Andrea's near constant cries of bliss, and Bard's primal grunting: the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh that Lara knew only too well. With her heart beating so loudly the busty brunette briefly had the absurd notion that the married couple would be able to hear it. 

"Just a quick look Lara, and then back to your room for some relief". She whispered to herself, and slowly pushed the ajar bedroom door open a fraction further.

What greeted Lara's eyes was beyond anything her depraved mind could have hoped for. Dominating the medium sized room was a massive bed, made seemingly by a small forest's worth of sturdy oak. On the floor by bed lay Bard's and Andrea's discarded clothing. The tiny white shorts that Lara's eyes had spent a good portion of the evening staring at sat on top of the small pile.

Lara took all of that and all of the other features of the room without a second glance. Instead all of her attention was to the couple writhing together on top of the bed. Andrea was on all fours, moaning with lust and completely naked. Her muscular - yet undeniably womanly and lust inducing - body glistened courtesy of a fresh layer of sweat on her dark skin. Lara's eyes were drawn to Andrea's huge tits as they bounced spectacularly in time with the powerful thrusts from her husband.

Speaking of which Bard unclothed proved to be an extremely impressive physical specimen, what with his towering height, and body ripped with bulging muscles that would have made even Schwarzenegger in his prime envious, and the six-pack gym loving pretty boys of Lara's timeline cry into their protein shakes. Bard's strong, handsome face was locked in a determined grimace as he plowed into his wife.

Lara directed her eyes downwards and let out a shocked gasp at the base of Bard's cock – the only part of it not currently buried inside his wife's ass and thus appearing behind the full, ass cheeks that Lara had spent an inordinate amount of time imagining what they looked like– and how it seemed much thicker than her own forearm. Another lustful gasp followed shortly as Lara's gaze dipped lower and happened upon the forward curvature of his big balls projecting out beyond his thick, muscular thighs, then swinging forwards even further in the wake of the thrust that had his hard belly impact against the Andrea's perfect booty yet again.

Bard kept going, assfucking her hard and deep, putting enough **** behind each new thrust to make the sharp smack of his belly impacting against her toned, heart-shaped ass cheeks bounce off the walls, and even the massive frame of his bed couldn't prevent it from starting to creak worryingly underneath them, while Lara slipped her fingers inside her tight thong and began to explore her slick cunt.

With her nostrils flaring and her eyes narrowing in on themselves, Lara followed the blur like piston of Bard's thick cock passing in and out of Andrea's distended anus, with the buxom dark skinned beauty crying out in bliss.

Lara was frigging herself like crazy even though she had to bite down on her other hand-which was still clutching her Beretta- to shut herself up whenever she came close to crying out or moaning especially loud, the increasingly lustful voyeur working her fingers into her pussy in a valiant effort to match Bard's powerful strokes, her gaze remaining fixed on Andrea' s booty bouncing and shaking due to the **** with which he slammed his thick, long schlong into her, with Lara doing her best to have her thumb brush against her engorged clit in key with Bard's hard belly smacking into Andrea's peachy bubble butt.

"Oh fuck, Bard! I'm FUCK!" Andrea shrieked just as her ass tightened up around Bard’s cock while girlcum rained from her pussy like a fountain down onto the bedsheets.

Unfortunately for Lara the orgasm she had been craving was still a while away even after Andrea had finished writhing around in bliss, and juices ceased to squirt out of her honeypot. As the two lovers shared a comfortable silence with Bard's tree trunk like arms wrapped around Andrea's waist, Lara had to cease her **** on her soaking wet cunt for fear of being caught by the married couple.

"I take it that you enjoyed yourself, honey!" Bard murmured to his wife loud enough for the spying Lara to hear.

"I certainly did". Andrea purred like a contented kitten, flashing her husband a loving smile over her shoulder. "Fuck, I can't believe you're still hard!"

Lara had to bite down hard on her lip to prevent the lusty moan from escaping her luscious lips in response to Andrea's observation the condition of Bard's fuckpiece.

"Well you squirted a lot earlier than normal". Bard replied with a cheeky smile, before his lips twisted into something quite lewd. "Would it have something to do with our guest?"

Lara held her breath waiting for Andrea's reply. Had this utterly gorgeous woman been thinking of her while her beefcake husband had been fucking her ass?