People getting busy!

The unmistakable sound of moans wafts through the otherwise silent household. Your cheeks flush with embarrassment at the lewd noises, though they certainly pique your interest. As you make your way towards where Thror stands watch, the sounds become louder and louder. Doing your best to be stealthy, you creep towards the source, which is evidently the master bedroom. The door sits slightly ajar, the flicker of candlelight coming from the opening. Inside the sounds become clearer, distinct high pitched gasps and more masculine grunts, along with the slap of flesh on flesh. Ignoring your better judgment, you peak into the room, your eyes widening at what you saw.

A candle on the dresser softly illuminates the married couple on the bed. The farmer is taking his second wife doggy style, the buxom mother getting fucked on all fours. Her blonde hair was over her face, obscuring her features, though you can still hear her squeals of pleasure. Her body rocks with each thrust, her huge tits swaying back and forth. Her heavy breasts are clearly swelled with milk, your eyes hypnotized by their juicy beauty. You can see a bead of white liquid on one of her nipples, threatening to drop with each impact. You think back to the perverted shopkeeper who had referred to your own boobs as "milkers." Truly, it is Siobhan's that deserved such a title!

The man behind her does not look half bad either. While much older than his wife the farmwork has obviously kept him in shape. His hairy chest is well-chiseled, with defined abs and a six pack. His muscles are tight and alluring and seem to have endless stamina, proved by his relentless, continued pounding. His hands roughly grip Siobhan's wide hips, using them as leverage for long, consistently deep thrusts. You usually do not have a thing for older men but Rick is definitely an exception. If he was not a) married and b) a sexist asshole you might just consider... anyway, the point is the scene is making you very, very wet!

"Gods, Siobhan, even after birthin' you are still tight as a vise!" As you watch, the farmer reaches down and grabbed her hair, pulling it back like the reigns to a steed. Her face finally came into view, gasping as her head was jerked up. She is clearly enjoying the fucking, her half-lidded eyes lost in pleasure. Every time he bottoms out inside of her a moan is drawn from her lips. She loves the way her whole body rocks from his rough thrusts. She is in a state of pure bliss, and deep down a part of you envies her. You wonder if Dukash would be that good...

You are absolutely gushing at this point. You are seconds away from snaking a hand under your dress when something distracts you. Another moan, so soft you almost miss it, from down the hall. Who could that be? You try and refocus on the sexy display in front of you but you simply can't. Your curiosity simply cannot be contained. Sneaking away from the master bedroom, you make your way towards the next door, which is also open a crack. As you get closer another moan escapes the room, confirming your suspicions. In for a penny in for a pound, you peer inside. The room contains two twin beds, each belonging to one of the farmer's twin daughters. Neither is asleep but rather both were getting very naughty!

You could not tell who is who, though your eyes are first drawn to the left bed. This twin is lying face down on the bed, her rear raised high in the air. While there is no candle in this room, the moonlight just barely illuminates her full, round ass. The cheeks are so inviting it takes all your self-control not to dive between them and go down on her soaked pussy. However, it seems the space is already occupied anyway. Her fingers are deep inside her own cunt, the digits working themselves in and out. A wet shlick sound accompanies the motion, the noise making you tingle all over.

Your eyes eventually migrate to the other redhead. She is lying on her back, a pillow over her face. This bed is closer to the window, her body bathed in the pale moonlight. Her perky A-cups are on full display, shaking slightly as she plays with her pussy. Unlike her sister, her fingers dance around her clit instead of penetrating. At first, they are slow, sensuous circles, but as you keep watching they get faster and faster. Muffled moans make their way past the pillowcase as the daughter gets closer and closer to her climax. You wait with almost bated breath, not even touching yourself but still feeling pleasure. Her toes curling, the twin finally comes. Juices squirts out of her pussy, splashing onto the sheets below. She thrusts her aching cunt into the air, meeting the thrusts of a man who is not there.

As the twin comes down from her orgasm, you decide to take your leave. As fun as it is to play the voyeur, you could get yourself in trouble! Besides, you are not sure your mental state could take much more of this and you have a job to do!

Going down the hallway, you make your way into the kitchen. Thror is sitting in the front doorway, his back to you as he gazes watchfully to the treeline. His battleaxe is on the ground in front of him, the barbarian ready to grab it should the need arrive.