After a thorough scrub in the bath with Iku, Hugo was completely re-energized and revitalized. He couldn’t keep his hands off from her, and after a few more rounds, he had left her resting there, content and a complete cummy mess, in need of another cleanup. When he left, it didn’t look like she was in any rush to do so, lying there in sated bliss, her light skin and black hair covered in his white sperm.

The bath had warmed Hugo up, and the sunlight shining on the ship’s deck made him feel even better. Now he knew that even if the castle was mostly empty, Thomas and Cecile were still around. Iku had told him that they had been spending a lot of time together. He wondered about finding something to eat, but the salty pork buns he’d had before his arrival were staving off his hunger well, so he decided to go straight to Thomas’ office. Still there was no one in the hallways, but when he climbed the stairs, he heard faint noises. The door to Thomas’ office was slightly ajar, and Hugo approached to take a closer look.

What he saw made him open his mouth agape, even though the way Iku had said it had hinted at this. The faint sounds were Cecile’s moans, as Thomas fucked her from behind. She was leaning on Thomas’ desk, and both were so enraptured by their lovemaking that they didn’t notice anything when Hugo opened the door further to get a better look. From what he could see, she was still wearing similar clothes, with an orange plaid miniskirt jumbled around her waist and orange saggy socks that were tied up to cover her calves. And that was all of her that remained covered. On the floor, Hugo spotted white panties, a bra, and what was probably Cecile’s dark green, warm-looking blouse. Hugo carefully slipped inside the room, leaned on the wall and observed the couple. Cecile, captain of the castle guard, had grown into a gorgeous woman. From Thomas, Hugo wouldn’t have expected the way he was vigorously thrusting into her. Even despite his time with Iku, watching the scene made his cock strain against his pants.

He couldn’t see Thomas’ clothes anywhere, not even on him. The young castle master had also had a growth spurt, but Hugo noticed with some mirth that not as much as he had. And now he was gonna have another spurt.

“Ohh… Cecile… angh… I’m gonna…” the young master said with a strained voice, never stopping his thrusts.

“Ye-ahhhh! Please do it, master Thomas! We can keep going… Ohhmgggg…” she responded in her cheerful voice.

Thomas took a firm grip of her hips, drove his cock deep into her and groaned profoundly. He shuddered and moaned, spurting his load inside her, and Cecile whimpered in a quiet, pleased tone. Finally, he rested against her back, breathing heavily. After a moment of stillness where Hugo dared not even breathe, Thomas started kissing Cecile’s back and fondling her sides and breasts. Hugo decided now was as a good a time as any to close the door – with him still inside the room.

“Uh-what?” said Cecile.

“Hugo!” said Thomas, looking back at the Karayan.

“Came here to collect the rent. Didn’t want to disturb…” said Hugo, with a wide grin on his face, and broke into a short chuckle.

Cecile turned around too. “Oooh… how long were you watching?”

“Just long enough,” he said.

“I see,” said Cecile, looking at the lump in his pants.

“Shouldn’t you lock the door?” he asked, unabashed.

“The door has been wonky as of late. No time or money for the repair,” said Thomas, withdrawing from Cecile and facing Hugo. He still had a lanky create, but what nourishment his frame didn’t get had gone to his cock. The thick member was slowly softening, but still looked impressive, a strand of cum hanging down from his spent tool.

“Yes, I see you have more important stuff to do,” quipped Hugo.

“As if you’re one to say!” retorted Cecile, but there was a smile on her lips.

“Oh, what tale is it now?” he asked innocently, watching Cecile’s pussy where some of Thomas’ cum dripped out, to trail down her thighs.

“Several tales, actually,” commented Thomas, his expression earnest as ever despite the subject.

“Wanna make a new one? Since we’re here…” said Cecile, her face flushed and her voice breathy. “I want it…” Her plaid skirt had began to unwrap from around her waist and cover some of her round butt, as if her skirt was her chaperone.

Hugo looked at Thomas, who nodded, yet looked uncertain as ever. At the same time, Cecile pulled back the skirt from covering her ass, and looked at the Karaya chief with expectation. Without hesitation, he quickly disrobed, letting his hard cock spring free. She looked at his member and at him with amorous eyes, and he took a couple of quick strides to get behind her. Then he fondled her round, taut buttocks, and placed his cockhead at the entrance of her cum-dripping pussy. He slowly pushed in, making more of Thomas’ sperm flood out onto her thighs, dripping down onto the floor and the orange socks.

“Mmnggg… yess…” she moaned and faced forward again.

Hugo quickly got into a good rhythm. Her snatch was slick with Thomas’ semen, yet tight, and he sighed with pleasure as he fucked the gorgeous castle guard’s sloppy slit. Thomas, meanwhile, went around his desk, moved the neat pile of his clothes from his chair to the floor, and then sat down. He wouldn’t have expected to see Cecile like this, with another man behind her. Her green eyes were filled with hazy ecstacy as Hugo fucked her, her long hair was already partially disheveled from their previous lovemaking, and her lovely breasts hung down and jiggled with Hugo’s thrusts.

“Master Thomas… do you like seeing me like this?” she asked.

For a moment, he continued observing her in silence, hand on his chin. “…Yes,” he then answered. He wasn’t sure what to make of the fact that his dick was hardening again already. As he listened to her moans, and watched her press her head against the desk, he decided to stop worrying about it and started stroking himself.

Meanwhile, Hugo reached around and grabbed one of Cecile’s tits.

“Wow, Cecile! You’ve really grown up like Captain Chris!” he said, fondling her ample breast, then reached around for the other one.

“Ahh… thanks,” she whimpered. She was breathing heavily, and Hugo felt really good inside her. She looked at Thomas, sitting naked in his chair, eyeing her, and stroking himself. Instinctively, she licked her lips. Then a sudden jolt coursed through her body, her gaze locked with Thomas’, and her eyes spread wide, then she scrunched them shut. She pressed her head on the desk again, and couldn’t help the short, broken moans she was making. Hugo kept fucking her, and he felt like the size of a ram, filling her completely, overloading her with sensation, and she came around him, pulses of pleasure passing through her body, until she had to futilely wave her hand at him to try to signal him to stop. For her relief, he understood, and stopped with his cock resting inside her spasming sex.

“Ahhh…” she finally sighed, slumped on the desk, shivering and exhausted. Then she felt Thomas’ hand on her, caressing her cheek and hair.

Hugo slowly pulled his cock out from Cecile’s spent pussy. It was slick with the remains of Thomas’ cum and her wetness, but he quickly started stroking the slimy meat while caressing Cecile’s ass with his other hand.

“Your butt is incredible, Cecile,” said Hugo.

“Thomas… never says that…” whined the exhausted blonde, bliss on her face.

“Err… what do you mean,” he replied and took his hand off from his cock. “I do! I mean, I say you’re beautiful. That includes your, umm, butt.”

“You should tell it straight to her. Or her butt,” said Hugo and grinned. He caressed her round buttcheek with appreciation, then slapped it. Thomas looked uncertain, much like he often did.

Between them, Cecile giggled. “That was so good… both of you…”

Then she slowly rose up from the desk and turned around to face Hugo. When she did, Hugo faced her breasts, staring at them with his mouth open. They looked even bigger now that she was standing up, accentuated by her relatively petite frame.

“I… oh,” she said, as Hugo took hold of her big tits and started fondling them. Then he kissed her, and as the kiss went on, Thomas saw fit to continue stroking himself.

Hugo also got a hand on his dick, as Cecile started rubbing the sloppy member. When Hugo detached from the kiss, and looked her in the eyes, she kneeled down and took his hardness into her mouth. Hugo looked quickly at Thomas, then lowered his gaze to Cecile, who lavished his cock with attention, wearing nothing but her orange skirt and socks, her heavy breasts hanging forward alluringly. She licked his bronze pole clean of their combined fluids, wrapped her tongue around the head, then started sucking him off, taking much of the shaft into her mouth.

“Why don’t you come -ahh- and take a look?” said Hugo to Thomas.

Slightly flushed, he rose up from the chair and circled around the desk. It was a sight worth seeing indeed, as he had never seen Cecile like this, kneeling on the floor and sucking a dark bronze Karaya cock. As he got closer, Cecile looked up at him, and without a word, moved from Hugo’s dick to his. Thomas grabbed her blonde hair as she demonstrated the skills that she had just used on Hugo, eagerly bopping back and forth on his length, her lips wrapped tightly around him. Then she stopped, and started stroking him.

“I want this back inside me,” she said, then took hold of Hugo’s cock. “And this too…”

“Hope you’re not expecting anyone,” said Hugo.

“As you could see, we weren’t expecting even you,” replied Thomas, then gave a small gasp and looked back at Cecile.

“Ooh,” said Hugo, but it was to Cecile as she stroked him. Noticing it, Cecile picked up her pace.

“Does this feel good?” she teased, looking up at him with her bright green eyes.

“Oh, yes…” said Hugo and let out a muffled gasp.

“Would you like to see me all messy with his cum, master Thomas?” she asked him, and instantly felt his cock twitch in her hold, spewing a drop of precum onto her hand. She gave him a wide smile. “I knew it!”

Hugo blew air through clenched teeth, as Cecile continued jerking him off rapidly. “Ungg… you’re gonna get it, too…”

“Don’t make promises your dick can’t keep!” she said and blew a raspberry. Hugo just grunted in response. He watched her tits jiggle as she stroked them both in constant and deliberate rhythm.

“Ung… I’m gonna…” the Karayan groaned.

“Yes!” she exclaimed and stuck out her tongue.

“Urggg!” he just grunted, and his cock jetted its first thick loads on Cecile. They hit her right cheek, and dripped partially down onto her chest and breasts, and there was more to come as she turned her face towards his climaxing cock. Heavy spurts of cum splashed right in the middle of her face, over her nose, lips and her extended tongue. She closed her eyes but continued milking Hugo, and was awarded with even more splashes of semen on her face and on her tits. Hugo couldn’t even see the gorgeous mess she was making of her, his eyes closed as he went through the throes of his climax, but it felt like he was spewing an infinite torrent of sticky manmilk on the cute, busty blonde, covering her in his cream. When he was done, he let out a strained gasp and opened his eyes, to confirm that Cecile was now a total cummy mess. Thomas was also looking down at her, with a lusty expression Hugo had never before seen on the castle master’s face, and when Cecile opened her eyes, she saw it too.

“You like it, master?” she asked and kept stroking him. In response, he let out a deep groan, and Cecile could feel his cock spasm when he suddenly came. It looked even more forceful than with Hugo, as Thomas shot jet after jet of spew on her, and even past her onto the front of the desk.

Cecile giggled and shut her eyes again as she was being completely covered with cum. Thomas’ spunk decorated the side of her face that had been mostly spared from Hugo’s climax, and his copious load added to all the white spooge already running down her neck, chest and round tits. As she kept stroking him, she felt like she was already utterly drenched with semen, the sticky wet seed running all over her skin. Hugo got to see how Thomas’ abundant ejaculation added to the mess he had already made of Cecile, making it look she was the winner of a very sloppy yogurt eating competition. Viscous strands of sticky cum hung from her chin, and her lower face was totally glazed with sperm. Rivulets of their white slime ran down her body, between her tits and over them, her ample mounds and red nipples haphazardly covered with countless crisscrossing lines of ejaculate. Some stray blasts had landed on her hair, skirt and socks.

Thomas moaned with the end of his release, and looked at the spooge-soaked spectacle that Cecile had become. She wiped her eyelids clean and looked back up at Thomas.

“You like?”

Thomas couldn’t answer. The sight of Cecile so totally covered in his and Hugo’s sperm totally overwhelmed him.

Just then, yelling came from the hallway.

“Master Thomas! Master Thomas!”

With a rush of air, Iku barged through the door.

“Master Thomas!” she exclaimed. “Zombies are invading the castle!”