The twin before Arivel surrendered herself with much the same motions as her already-disrobed sister, sighing pleasurably as the man's hands unwound her robe from her body. When his hands cupped her breasts, she cupped her own smaller hands over his to pull his fast, encouraging his pleasurable kneading of her. She tossed her read hair back to extend her collar and throat to his kisses, and whispered his name under her now-quick breath several times.<br/><br/>Her twin nodded at his suggestion. "M'lord seems to know well how to make use of two ladies together, 'twill be our pleasure to be beholden to such a man. Below it is..." While her twin reached with trembling fingers to the straps of Arivel's breastplate, she slowly sank to her knees, bare breasts brushing his pantslegs on the way, and worked at his belt. Using both fingertips and teeth she freed up, loosening his pants, and helped her twin hold steady the front and back plates of the man's armor as they came free. The kneeling twin pushed up the front of Arivel's shirt, fingernails raking his abs while her sister tugged it up from the man's chest, and then she turned her attention to pulling down all clothing of Arivel's from his waist down.<br/><br/>As she leaned forward to reach around to his calves, her cheek brushed alongside the masculine organ which she had bared. She shivered, and tilted her face until her lips touched the base, then she slowly slid them up along the length with a series of kisses and flicks of her tongue-tip. She giggled as the halves of the breastplate fell heavily to the floor near her. "The extensive measure of m'lord's reaction to us is most flattering," her breath came warm over him, a spiderweb-delicate glistening arc of saliva trailing from her lower lip to his flesh as she spoke, "We delight in knowing we please ye, and the rewarding response of your body only makes us thirst to sustain such circumstances."<br/><br/>Her sister pawed at Arivel's now-bare chest, kissing him on the lips as soon as his shirt had lifted past his face. Her breasts pressed to his chest, flattening and bowing outward against her own arms; she ground herself softly against him, moaning, and twirling a finger in her kneeling sister's own hair.