She was familiar. “Fiona?”It was my sister-wife. She slid off the bed and seized my head. “You're hurt. What happened to you?”“Not sure,” ... answered. Thinking hurt too much. “Where am I?”“Euryale's lair.”I should know that name. I winced.“I can't leave here,” Fiona continued. “And I can't heal you. The room is warded.”“Uh-huh,” I groaned, pillowing my head on her lap. Her robe turned red. How did that happen?“I need you to break one of the runes on the wall.”“Runes?”Fiona pointed at the wall.. I was in absolute ecstasy as she moved around the back of me reaching round at my aching cock, her narrative progressed "does my fiancee's cock get hard thinking about his future wife going down on bigger cocks than his, does he cum whilst thinking of a thick dark skinned cock fucking my innocent pink pussy" i could just about muster "YeEeSss" in a low growl which she seemed to enjoy. Sarah sensed i was close, whilst she continued wanking me off with her left hand she roughly grabbed my ball. "She was saying that Lady Elizabeth was preparing to commit suicide because of her ignoramus husband. I could not believe that the soft-spoken smiling Lady that I had dinner with, was going to take her own life. Then a door opened down the hallway and H-- scurried off almost scared. Why had she told me, what could I do? I entered my room and lay upon the bed starring at the ceiling.Two hours must have gone by in a wink before a decision came to me. I exited my room and entered the Lady's. Yes I. "I'm not even going to ask if you want to reconsider," I breathed into her ear. I released her arms and slid them down to her hips. She wrapped her arms around my neck as our lips met. We continued to kiss more fiercely and deeply until our mouth were pried open by our vigorous tongues. My hands tried to cup her ass, but there was too much bustled material in the way. By now, she had expertly undone my belt. Heat the in the room grew. She pumped my shaft with one hand while the other began to.