After dinner

Dinner’s a fairly basic affair, just roasted meat with pottage and carrots. Nevertheless, you’re thankful for the meal, and it undeniably tastes good. The main event of the night, however, comes afterwards.

Following a silent argument with her mother, Dew leaves, presumably to her own room, leaving you alone with Xana. “Well, honoured guest” she says seductively, “I cannot in good conscience as a host leave you alone after your experiences on the road. May I offer you to share my bed?”

You’re certainly not about to decline the sexy older woman, not with her tits swaying right in front of you. “I’d be glad for the honour” you say, bowing your head. Xana hums happily.

“Excellent!” she says. “The sun should set soon, shall we retire?”

“That sounds nice” you say, your cock standing at full mast. In a whirlwind of energy, Xana drags you into her bedroom, leaving you on the bed to strip down. You wait eagerly for her return, mouth running dry. Soon, she re-enters, and your jaw falls open at the sight.

Instead of her previous, at least half-demure clothing, Xana is now dressed in a sheer nightgown. It does naught to hide her curves or her assets, and indeed seems designed to accentuate them. Xana does a little twirl, showing off her generous ass.

“Dear Alfred, as the man of the house, will you not take what is your right?” she says, with practiced confidence. You pounce like a hungry wolf, tearing off her clothes as she screams in mock fear.

Quickly, you manhandle her onto the bed, breathing heavily as she lies helplessly beneath you. “Come on, you demon!” she breathes excitedly, “Take Me!”

You have no problem obeying that request. Your erect cock pierces her wet folds, making her buck in pleasure. “Ohhh yesss” she hisses, “fuck me harder, stud”

Xana’s pussy, still amazing though not as tight as Dew, clenches around your cock as you pound her. Her massive tits bounce beneath you, and you reach a hand down to grope then, revelling in how they feel under your hands. Xana moans at your touch, the dual **** on her erogenous zones overwhelming her.

“My-my ears” she gasps, looking up at you plaintively, “grab my ears!” You do so, grabbing her ears and giving them a tug. A look of sheer pleasure overtakes Xana’s face as she screams and in orgasm.

“Come on, do it!” she shouts as you continue to pound her, “cum inside this knife-ear slut!” Her begging pushes you over the edge, and you cum inside her, filling her up with your seed.

Exhausted, you collapse on the bed, breathing heavily. “That was great” you say, reaching a hand around Xana to pull her up to you.

“I’m glad you enjoyed me sir” she says, planting a series of worshipful kisses on your neck. Despite the attention, you feel sleep begin to overtake you.