I slowly d**g my finger in between parting both her hair and lips, my hungry tongue quickly followed. Reluctantly coming up for air I found my husband...standing on a footstool, his nice cock buried in her warm mouth. I returned to late night snack, this time placing my finger in her honey hole and my thumb in her tight rump. Her cumming was just the ticket for hubby who blasted his warm seed in her wanting mouth. He then left us to bathe as he gathered strength for round two. We girls washed. Not for him was there any intention to reciprocate the fealty extended to him. He never promised nor provided any protection or kindness. The English peasantry in his service were his to dispose as he felt fit and the young Baron followed his father's example in his dereliction of any duty towards those living within his estate.In any case, he was unable to provide the protection the serfs most desired. The greatest source of their misery and the cause of their most bitter complaints had always. ‘No, you better stay out of my bed.’ She heard his soft chuckle and was relieved that he didn’t seem to think she was sounding too harsh, but she also heard a little inkling of fear in his voice when he said, ‘I don’t think you really want me to stay out of your bed entirely.’ She shook her head, knowing he couldn’t see her, but didn’t answer him. Instead she said, ‘David, I was hoping that we could meet for dinner tonight. I feel like we need to talk about last night a little bit and I know. "Hold on, not yet baby." It's okay to come in now!" Cindy yelled out to Shane and Lacy. "What are you doing?" I asked her suspiciously. "I told you I want to be a whore this weekend." She said as Shane and Lacy stepped into the tent and begin stripping. "Oh nice." Was all I managed to get out. Shane and Lacy began kissing and feeling up each other. I could feel my dick pulsating inside Cindy's extremely wet cunt from watching the scene that was about to unfold before me. Lacy dropped to her.