The Fallen Hero King

Ilma and Lady Antanasia

"Mmm...Ahh...Yes...Oh YES!! More!! Harder!!" A young maid moaned with her hands on her wooden crates. Two strong arms held her waist as he thrust harder and harder. Her moans also became louder and louder, her breath shortened. She was holding the edge of the wooden crates as tightly as she could. And finally, she couldn't take in any more, with a scream her body fell down on the box she was holding. She felt a numbness even as he turned her around, spreading her legs - he slowly put it back inside her. It filled her so much, slowly she opened her eyes, looking at his red eyes, staring closely at her. His palm slowly caressed her cheeks.

Even though she was just a small maid, he made her feel like a princess.

"Sir...forgive me..."

Jay's lips curled into a smile as he watched the maid with golden brown hairs, brown eyes. Her face was covered in embarrassment, "I told you, you don't have to apologize for cumming before me."

If there was one thing about living in the noble's house - You could find the most beautiful girls in the town working as a maid there.

Ilma was also one such girl. She was a maid in Egerton's household. Also, one that Jay had come to like. She was bright, innocent, and loved to talk. She had that country girl's innocence to her, who was having an affair with someone from a noble household(him).

Jay bent down, kissing her - his tongue invaded her mouth as he slowly moved his waist. Her innocent eyes were on him in shame while he kissed her.

In the last month here, he had grown fond of her. In all the servants here, she was his favorite.

Just as a smile appeared on his face, the door to the storeroom burst open, "Here you are!!!" Emily stood at the door, but as if recognizing the situation, she shut the door.

But Jay could still hear her voice from outside, "You were supposed to be in the office by now!!! I have been waiting!!!"

Lazily, Jay raised his body, "It seems this is it..." Ilma was blushing red, but suddenly she said out loud, "Mistress! I'll make sure Sir is there in a quarter!"

"Uh...Ok." Soon the sound of her footsteps drifted away.

Ilma pushed him back, making him sit on a smaller box, "that was brave of you." He said.

Ilma got on her knees, wrapping her small hands around his dick, "I couldn't possibly let Sir leave like this. Even if Mistress punishes me...*lick* I will...*lick*...make sure...*lick*lick* Sir is satisfied."

She moved her hands up and down, bowing her head, she tried to take the tip in.

"Will you be fine?" Before, whenever she tried that, she couldn't, and every time Ilma managed, she choked.

With a pop, she pulled her head away, "I practiced..." She took a deep breath, "But...it still didn't prepare me for this..." She bowed deeper, trying to take it in her mouth.

*Gurhk*Gurhk*

This time she pulled it out of her mouth even faster, breathing heavily, "Sir..." She seemed disappointed.

Jay patted her head, smiling warmly at her, "Next time...for now, just used your hands and tongue."

Ilma moved her hands, licking and kissing it more passionately than ever, trying to make up for not being able to put it in her mouth. Even so, she was getting better at it, good enough that it made Jay groan.

But that groan seemed to have given her all the approval she needed. Even while moving her head, she let her tongue explore for all the weak points it could. The ones that made Jay groan.