As her muscles loosed and she rolled forward, his cock fell free. For a short while it was limp, though covered in the leftover stains of their recent little fuck. He let out a satisfied chuckle and snatched each of her arsecheeks, rolling them around for a few moments. He wasn't one to pass up a chance to play with such lovely flesh!<br/><br/>After a moment amusing himself with her backside he was walking around, with the intent to have her clean and taste his worn out cock. He was interrupted, though, by the sound of the door opening. His wife - the prissy, made up lady - strutted in with anger on her features, followed by a butler who had been pleading with her to calm down when she stormed in. For a moment it looked like Lord Montewar should perhaps have considered being a little more faithful, but then...<br/><br/>"You! We're going to be late because of your desire for this hussy! Finish up with her." She pushed herself into a wall and - though she scowled - seemed content to let her husband conclude his, ah, business. Alongside her was a terrified looking butler who really did have no idea where to go; he was young, and handsome enough, and looked utterly stunned by the scene before him, lewd as it was.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>