Astonished, suddenly she found the ability to sit up. Confirming she was indeed in her room on the second floor. The morning sun, shining through the ...indows. A bird sitting outside, singing sweetly on the sill. To her left Kiyone could see the unmistakable curves of Mihoshi's body under her blankets. All about seemed normal. Except... "What the hell is going on here?"She clearly remembered coming into the house, being astonished seeing the Jurian knight Azaka, then feeling a brief stab of pain. ”I dived up and she stammered, shocked, as I fed two fingers into her open mouth. Lips locked diligently around me, Olga's tongue swirled hungrily around the thick digits gripped in her teeth.“You're my little fucking whore, Olga,” I whispered, an inch from her face, her huge pupils staring back. Those wet fingers slipped from her lips, trailing wet down her cheek. “Now read.”Olga's throat bulged as she swallowed, nodding. She studied my fingers as I brought them inside her thighs. A tickle. I then head back downstairs just as the last of the 8 black guys finishes cumming in my wife's pussy.One of the guys looks at me and says "Have fun with your wife now bitch", i look at my wife and her face is covered in cum, its dripping down onto her boobs, which are sweaty and cum covered also, then i look and see cum slowly leaking out of her pussy and asshole.She looks at me and yells "What the fuck are you waiting for, get your sissy ass over here and clean me up before it leaks all over. There were plenty of camp followers who offered themselves freely to him and the other nobles, but that was ... different. He never took any of them up on the offers, and she had no intention of being compared – even in passing, even in gossip – to one of those women. The man was handsome, but she couldn’t deny she wanted more from him than a quick tumble.So she was friendly, but never inappropriate, deferring to him as expected from a messenger working for a lord, trying to maintain a veneer.