When she got back with the beer, he sat on the edge of the bed and began to drink it.“Ok, now get down and lick my cock and get it hard again, so I ...an fuck you good,” he told her.Like the good girl she was, she obeyed. She knew how to work a cock over with her mouth to make it hard and this time was no exception. Within minutes Doug’s cock was standing tall. He finished his beer and told her to bend over the edge of the bed. When she did, he rammed his 7 inches all the way inside her in one. She still held her dress up away from her crotch and I had a lovely view up at her from my lowly subservient position. Her lightly furred pussy gleamed with her recent spending and her flesh was flushed with her heat. The pink inner lips now protruded slackly from the twin outer labia. I felt my prick throb in Marston’s hand. I could now see he was kneeling beside me, still wearing his ornate robes.Slightly breathlessly, Lady Penelope spoke. “You’ve certainly fulfilled your essential duty.. “You’ll find out that I’ve got more than just a long pecker. I’ve got one of the most skilled pricks in the country.”“I’m waiting to be shown,” she answered. “Show me, Carl! Show me what you can do with all that meat.”He began kissing her. His tongue roared into her mouth and caressed her tongue. His hands grabbed over her tits, taunting the nipples and massaging the breasts until they pulsed and swelled in erotic pleasure. He mashed and pulled on them. He stroked and petted them. He worked on. With her other hand, she brushed her flowing hair away from her face. She leaned in and softly licked the tip of my penis and then worked her tongue all the way to the bottom of my testicules. Licking for some time around them, she proceeded to lift them and lapped her tongue under the base of my penis. The clip clop of a horse drawn carriage, full of tourists, just below our balcony was getting this all too exciting.After some more of this pleasure my wife got back on her knees and positioned.