Lucia's ass

There was no way in the world Dacca could resist Lucia’s asshole, and as soon as he had worked his cock back to full hardness – something which wasn’t difficult considering the beauty of the two sluts in front of him – he pressed the head of his dick against the courtesan’s anus.

Lucia groaned lustily, mewling at the back of her throat as she retracted her head from the depths of Riolta’s pussy and turned around to look at Dacca from over her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed nastily with a look that could melt steel, her lips pursed together. Without Dacca so much as moving, the bronze-skinned harlot dilated the muscles of her sphincter and engulfed the head of the Regent’s cock in her rectum, swallowing the tip of the meaty tube in her hot hole.

Turning back to the archeress, Lucia continued to administer a series of soft laps to the sweet folds her labia, licking up and around Riolta’s hot honey-box in figure-of-eight movements with her tongue that sent shivers up the other woman’s spine. Before long, when Dacca started to pound her ass, ramming the entirety of his stiff length in her tight passage which made her asscheeks jiggle juicily, Lucia plunged her face deep into Riolta’s pussy and noisily smacked her lips as she ravaged the dripping twat.

Riolta started to finger her clit with the tips of her fingers, strumming an accompaniment to Lucia’s rhythmic slurping, working her way up to a shattering climax. Lucia’s determined licking of her pussy was beyond talented, it was utterly divine, the nimble pink muscle snaking occasionally into her anus, and it was that which finally sent her over the edge, shrieking in delight as she frigged her pussy with abandon, the walls of her quim quivering in rhapsodic pleasure at the courtesan’s ministrations.

Lucia grinned up at the archer from inbetween her silken thighs, both of the slender legs clutched hard around the two-tone tresses of her hair. Dacca chose the moment to withdraw his tool from the horny slut’s ass and got up from his knees to stand over the two women.

Lucia got to her knees and started to jerk the Regent’s dick. Knowing what was coming, Riolta levered herself onto her haunches in from of Dacca, composing herself after her orgasm and looking up intently as the dick began to convulse.

Lucia was jerking Dacca with a two-fisted grip and spitting huge gobs of saliva onto the thick pole to further lubricate it, and when Dacca first came a thick jet shot out without warning at a high trajectory, way over Riolta’s head to splatter on a tapestry behind the trio.

Modifying her aim to fit in with the high-velocity spurts, Lucia aimed the remainder of Dacca’s copious cumshot into Riolta’s face. The first landed across her face with a wet-sounding splat, forming a thick line of sticky jism on her forehead, gluing some of her black hair together, and across the bridge of her nose and her lips, down to the tip of her chin, where a thin strand of cum was still connected to Dacca’s pisshole.

Dacca gasped as another thick jet of cum shot from his bursting cockhead. Just as heavy as the first spurt, this one hooked over the left side of Riolta’s face and hit her ear, pooling in it, then crossed her eye and cheek before again covering her lips and chin. His jizz was so thick it didn't break apart over her long eyelashes as she blinked. Three more heavy loads of cum blasted from the tip of his bloated cockhead. Each one flew into the air above Riolta’s increasingly astonished face, then fell across her hair and face in long, squiggly lines of hot cum.

Some heavier globs began to ooze down the sides of her face as Lucia rubbed Dacca’s cum-dripping cockhead against Riolta’s right cheek at the corner of her mouth. A couple of thick, white strings of cum began to fall slowly off of her face. A stringy glob dangled from her eyelashes, merging with a pool of cum high on her cheekbone.

Riolta’s eyes looked directly at Lucia as she continued bathing Dacca’s dickhead with her fat tongue, fine spiderwebs of jizz connecting her lips and tongue with the engorged cockhead.

‘You’re as good a shot as me with a big dick,’ Riolta said to Lucia.

‘Thanks,’ said Lucia, smacking the archeress in the face a couple of times with the dick for good measure, ‘I’ve had a lot of practice.’

‘Riolta,’ said Dacca, grinning, ‘that will conclude our audience. There’s a servant posted outside. Ask him to take you to your quarters. Tomorrow I want you rested and fully focussed on the investigation.’

‘As you wish,’ said Riolta, getting up from her haunches and sauntering across the room to collect her bow before heading out the door, a thick string of cum dangling from her chin.