She gets covered

Christine felt Werner's shaft pulse under her fingers, but until the first jet hit the back of her mouth, she had no idea what it meant. She pulled back **** on the mouthful of hot salty semen only to have the second blast hit her in the chin and throat and then the third hit higher on her face. Luckily, before any more of the Verderer's junk could coat her, Marielle adeptly captured her husband's cock in her mouth. Christine watched in amazement as the woman swallowed the rest with undisguised delight. The taste wasn't all bad, Christine conceded as she licked her lips experimentally, it was more the shock of having her mouth flooded that made her pull away.

The Verderer was staring at her with a look of raw desire that made her blush. She was a mess with strings of semen dripping from her face onto her breasts, but he seemed excited by the sight, so she made no attempt to wipe away the white goo. Instead, she knelt by his side meeting his lustful gaze with her eyes wide with wonder and waited for him to tell her what to do next.

It was Marielle who broke the intimacy of the moment as she leaned forward to lick the last little bit of cum off the tip of the man's cock.

"Wow, Evelyn, Werner here hasn't cum that much in years." Noticing the way the two were staring she laughed, "I guess we know why. Kiss him, darling." Christine stared at her in surprise, Marielle wanted her to kiss her husband? "Go ahead, kiss him, girl. It's what you've wanted since the moment he pulled that **** off your pretty little frame." Christine paused briefly at how Marielle knew what her heart desired, but then with a hint of a giggle she lowered her mouth to the Verderer's and pressed her trembling lips to his.

For the first time since he joined them in his bed, the Verderer took an active role. His strong arms wrapped around Christine's slight frame, and he pressed her sloppy tits against his muscular chest as his tongue delved into her mouth. If Sir William's kisses had felt like she might well have accepted his suit in spite of his other character flaws, and she was sure that Prince Henry's demanding kisses would never make her tingle like this.

"That's right, my love." Marielle was by their side encouraging her husband, "Every man should have a pretty young virgin to claim." Christine could barely concentrate on Marielle's words because of the way her body was responding to the Verderer's kisses. "This is the one thing I could never give you, until now." Marielle stroked Christine as she encouraged her husband. "You'll have to be gentle with this tiny angel, at least until she's been stretched out, but she wants this as much as you do." Christine wrapped her legs around Werner's leg and ground her sex against the hardness of his thigh, she should protest the goodwife's assessment of her need, but all she could think about was what it would feel like to have this man's proud member forcing its way deep into her.

"I don't think I can..." Her soft protests were met by Marielle's gentle laughter and the goodwife pulled her from the Verderer's arms and settled on top of him in her place.

"Trust me, it's as easy and natural as anything a woman does." Marielle lifted herself over Werner slowly lowering herself onto him. "Watch carefully, Evelyn." With her long legs, wide hips and swollen tits, Marielle seemed to cover her husband completely as she positioned herself on top of the man. "See how our bodies fit together?" Indeed, Christine watched in amazement as Master Werner's long shaft was swallowed by Marielle's sex. But she was so much smaller than the Verderer's wife - how could something that large possible fit in her tiny body?

"Don't worry, Evelyn." She gasped as she moved up and down slowly, "I'm not going to finish him unless you want me to." Christine could see the Verderer watching her as his wife rode him. "As soon as you're ready, let me know and I'll let Werner make a woman out of you."