The adventurer chuckles as Ivy's protests and threats subside into moans as he commences to slowly pump his cock in and out of her silken sheath. He hoists her leg higher, so that her leg is supported by his hip and sets up a slow rhythm of deep, hard thrusts that buries his cock to it's hilt with each push of his hips.<br/><br/><strong>"My but your slit is wet."</strong>The man teases.<strong>"For all your protests, you're getting mighty slick and hot down there, you lusty strumpet."</strong><br/><br/>His pace picks up, pounding the wenches sex so hard that her body is swung on the chandelier rope and Ivy is no longer able to keep her foot planted on the floor. Maeve, watching the entertainment can't contain her arousal. Sitting herself down she spreads her legs and hoists up her skirt. Plunging her fingers into her tangle of red pubic hair the innkeep thrusts three fingers up her own wet slit without a care that half a dozen customers can plainly see her.<br/><br/><strong>"Shaft her good and hard."</strong>Maeve gasps out in encouragement to Ivy's molester.<br/><br/>The man merely grunts in reply, but his tempo increases further until he's pounding his shaft up the wench as hard and as fast as he is able. Ivy swings back and forth on the rope with each stroke of his cock.