Yes, join them.

Tjorvi hesitated for a moment, but decided that he couldn’t give up this chance to be with a woman as gorgeous as Natasja. One of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. He used to have quite a crush on her when they were younger, and sleeping with her might be a literal dream come true. And so, Tjorvi decided to become a part of the couple’s wedding night..

“If you wish.” The farmer spoke up, noticing the light flickering in Natasja’s eyes. She was used to getting everything she wanted, and right then she had wanted Tjorvi to join them. She seemed to be very excited about the idea of having another man tonight… Perhaps she used to have a little crush on him too back in the days, although it seemed quite unlikely. He was just a farmer’s son, but he was going to earn the attention of women like her. Standing up, his decision had been made and he headed over to enter the dimly lit bedroom where he was greeted to the most awesome sight ever.

Natasja had already hopped down onto the bed, laying down with her legs slightly spread – revealing her juicy cunt to Tjorvi when he walked further into the room. Her lips were wrapped around her husband’s fat cock, his clothes disregarded on the floor as he was panting heavily. Tjorvi knew it was the custom for Christian couples to only have sex after marriage, but that was an idea that was ridiculed by most Vikings. Surely Bjor and Natasja had plenty of fun already, even in the short time they had known each other before their wedding. The jarl’s son didn’t seem to have any issues with another man joining in, and Tjorvi reached down to start working on his pants. It was hard to ignore the erection he was packing with the sight of the beautiful Viking Princess eagerly sucking such hard cock…

His clothes fell down to the floor as he made his way over to the bed. Not a word was said as he grabbed the fabric of her gorgeous dress and tugged it up to reveal Natasja’s round ass. Her skin was creamy, but she wasn’t a warrior. Her curves were gentle and soft, with not a lot of muscle to it – but that made it even more perfect as Tjorvi's fingers eagerly dug into the flesh of her buttcheeks. The sounds of that gorgeous blonde slobbering all over her husband’s cock was only urging him on to get in there, and before long he had slid down to bury his handsome face between the Princess’ thighs.

Bjor could feel his wife moaning onto his cock, and looked down to see the farmer’s son going to town down there. He grinned softly as she was obviously loving this, and so was he. The swirl of her tongue had his throbbing cock shifting, pulsing. It was now rockhard, with a slight up-curve which had always made it perfect for her slit. Bjor licked his bottom lip, tilted his head to one side over his mountainous shoulders, and cupped a hand behind Natasja's head encouragingly. His fingers tangled in her beautiful hair as he groaned out.

"Mmm~ Natasja..."

Bjor leaned back, his muscular figure drawn out some. Tattoo covered pectorals teased as he watched how his gorgeous wife was worshiping his cock like it was the only meal she’d be getting for days. "Every time you remind me of how lucky I am to have you..." Whispered words were accompanied by a handsome and curt smile. She could feel that girthy cock expanding, growing, but it remained so very thick within the heat of her mouth. She was audible moaning by then, as Tjorvi’s tongue was eagerly lapping over her juicy folds. He would be able to feel how wet she was getting, and with that, he would be able to taste how damn juicy she was when she got aroused. Bjor couldn’t have gotten luckier, and Tjorvi knew this even more than before now. His firm hands couldn’t get enough of that ass, keeping the cheeks spread for his face as he was desperately eating her out until he was **** to come up for air… His cock throbbing, begging for attention.