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“Yes, ma’am,” Jontile followed.
“Well, it has come to my attention that Leonas has been unfaithful to his intended bride, Rosaura.”
“Oh why, he’s a knave of the worst sort,” Jontile agreed. “He was fondling my ass just the other day, had me bent over a table in the pantry, poking his fat dick in my port. Humm, it was delicious, but I blushed the next time I saw Rosaura pining for him. You know she is still a virgin. And quite by choice, thinking that her intended husband is as pure as she is.”
“Such innocence is rare in this realm,” Lena added. “After the boy vents his heart to her so passionately, he then turns to any cunt he can find to screw.”
“That’s exactly what I’ve noted,” Charlotte maintained. “That is why he should be exposed to Rosaura so she can find a more worthy lover.”
“At the very least one who is honest,” Lena declared.
“That is my game,” Charlotte said.
“Ooo, I do like this,” Jontile giggled.
“Shush! You’ll give yourself away,” Charlotte admonished before proceeding. “For the next several days, my lovely flirts, the two of you will sneak off with the knave to some semi-private place where you will screw the man silly. You’ll have his dick so wrapped in a knot that he cannot withstand your entreaties. For several days, mind you. Then, you’ll leave him hanging for several more. These times you’ll put him off, but promise another tryst soon. When you finally strike this last time, I will have Rosaura in my confidence, and lead her straight to the place of your rendezvous where she’ll see her fiancé’s passions with her own eyes.”
“Oh, I don’t know if I could break her heart this way,” the kind Jontile suddenly brooded.
“Better you break it now as let her marry the man and find out what a true villain he is.”
“I suppose so,” the flirt answered with a sigh, then she smiled coyly. “And it will be fun for the two of us to screw him. But why so many times?”
“I want you seen by more than just our Rosaura, so that we can confirm the truth that Leonas has been a consistently devious man and not worthy of the love she showers on him.
“Such a righteous plan, and so bold!” Lena suggested.
“She requires a better man,” I said.
“You have one in mind?” Jontile asked.
“Perhaps. I know of several men better than this brute. If only her eyes can be moved away from this hapless oaf.”
For the next three days, the two bawdy flirts seduced the randy Leonas in an obscure corner of the summer garden. Having first found him idly waiting for Rosaura to appear, they steered him away to their covert tryst, sidling up to his handsome body with such enticing movements that the poor man could not prevent himself from his present desire. His prick bloomed almost instantly—his youthful virility had taken its toll trying to remain faithful to the idea of his love’s virginity. It was certainly not the first time he’d been disloyal to Rosaura, but it was by all accounts one of the best. Not only did they lure his ready body, they confused his mind with wine and kept him occupied for nearly two hours.
One a dark-skinned witch, the other of a lighter hue, the two danced for him and on each other. Their draped limbs and the plump jiggle of their breasts soon hypnotized him as they faced each other and rubbed skin against skin. As he stroked his ready cock, their mouths went down on each other’s privates. Lena parted Jontile’s cleft while the dark-haired slave was on hand and knees. Pressing her mouth to the fragrantly oiled openings, Lena’s tongue explored the delicious grooves, and drank from the heady tasting juices until her lips came up wet and her mouth sporting a lusty grin. While her fingers went on to satisfy the flirt, her eyes remained on Leonas drawing him into the act with her inviting expression of welcome.
Soon, the man was too overcome to wait for their direct overtures, he was on their portal doors with his own tongue, pressing his mouth first at Lena’s center and then Jontile’s in turn. While he pleased them with a skillful tongue, the two turned as they could to jointly manipulate his scrotum with their hands and, in turn, swallow the length of his proud erection.
Considering that this was supposed to be a secret meeting, he hardly kept his silence, raising cries that could be heard quite some distance from the hidden corner of the garden. At the first rendezvous, there were at least three persons who stumbled on the scene, and waited in the shadows to see who was fucking and how this copulation would develop.
In the end, Leonas took both women, back and forth. Each was on their hands and knees, while the knave knelt behind them and stabbed his erection from one to the next as though he were unsure in which of the lovely beauties he wanted to deposit his seed. The final result revealed that both pairs of smooth ass cheeks were glistening with the deposit he smeared over their skin.
“Ah! May we have you again tomorrow?” Jontile instilled the plan in his mind.
“Fair ladies, I should not. You know I am betrothed to a most vital virgin.”
“But she cannot fuck you if she’s a virgin! You’re not bound to such law, just she. It must be great to be a man in this world. Here we are—two misplaced sluts with no virtue at all,” Lena sighed as she denounced her unfortunate existence. “If we can just have the dregs of your passion, that is all that we need to survive.” Her eyes toyed with him flirtatiously. Then she lay back so her breasts moved erotically as she breathed in and out. Leonas could not help himself. He had to touch them again.
“Ah, I will take you here again tomorrow,” he assured them both.
“And we’ll keep your mystery to ourselves, sir,” Jontile said, as she moved his way. She crawled on hands and knees, pulling over his torso so that her pale brown breasts were pressed to his face.
“Of course, yes,” he said panting, “keep this to yourself. There is no sense hurting my dear Rosaura.”
“Oh, never!” Lena said, as she pulled the man back to her.
He soon had both flirts groveling with him, their bodies writhing so that his erection was stiff again and he had to relieve himself inside Lena’s hot home.
