Investigate the sound

Despite the very pleasant site of the beautiful barmaid's body being pressed up against the window Aaralon was intrigued by the sound of something - or someone - lurking near the stables.

Carefully he stepped backwards into the shadows, making certain he placed his feet gently on the ground and he began to sneak towards the wooden stables.

He glanced again at the inn's back windows. This time he could see Gerald. The portly mage still had his shirt on but that was all. The barmaid was on her knees in front of him and her lips busily lapped at the elder man's surprisingly large cock. Aaralon knew what he would do - he would have made sure to cum on her face and tits. Not only would she have looked stunning, she would have been **** to leave the bedroom in that state when people might see her. This would have made it more likely that she would have stayed later into the night.

Aaralon was nearly at the stables now. He paused to listen. squeak. There it was again - this time it sounded like hinges on an old door. He could sense neither magic nor danger from the stables but he was now certain there was someone inside.

At the inn's window the barmaid was still gobbling on Gerald?s cock. He had his hands woven in her hair. Aaralon allowed himself to wonder what the barmaid would look like while he was fucking her from behind. After all; he had already have a very good view of her front.

Moving behind the stables cost Aaralon the view of the fucking couple but he was nearly there now. Just a few steps more and he was carefully but confidently opening the back doors to the stable.

He snuck inside. He was right. There was someone else here. The stables twin front doors were ever so slightly ajar. Aaralon could see the pale light of the moon stream inside and he could see a small figure crouching at the door looking out the way.

Slowly Aaralon snuck towards the figure, approaching from behind.

Ah.. the mystery was solved. From his vantage point behind the figure - who's silhouette suggested was none other than the stable boy ? Aaralon could see Gerald and the barmaid again. The hedge mage had her pressed to the window once more, her hands apparently behind her back while he fucked her from behind.

"Like the show?" Aaralon asked the stable's voyeur.