Delicia moaned out loudly, a sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure that was almost, but not quite, drowned out by the party's noise.

Karina and Zerina joined in. One sat on his right arm, the other on his left. His fingers were inside their pussy, stirring their insides while they used their mouths and hands to lick his chest, his man nipples, and everywhere.

While this happened, Anastasia and Melissa shoved their voluptuous breasts on his face, suffocating his mouth and nose with their heavenly softness.

Below the balcony, the talks of the men seemed to have come to its own happy ending as well.

"I'll tell you what the prize is," Marcus slurred, pointing the hand that was holding onto the glass towards the sky.

"It's the whole damn set. A man could die a happy death sandwiched between Miss Anastasia's and Miss Melissa's perfect tits while Dame Delicia rides his cock with Dame Zerina and Karina by his side. That's the dream, my brothers."

The other three man roared in laughter, raising their own glasses.

"Hear, hear!"

With their roar, the moans of the women also drifted along with the wind, vaguely distinguishable amidst all this noise.

Everyone stiffened. This time, they definitely heard something. A cacophony of soft, breathy whimpers, almost like moans.

It was… arousing. Deeply.

They all felt their cock stir against their pants.

"Ahem, pass me the pipe. Also, don't tell my wife that I am smoking today." Bob cleared his throat, trying to dispel the unwanted sensation.

Marcus and Grey laughed, "Don't worry, all your secrets are safe with us".

"Slurp… Gugh… Glog… Gurgh…Mmmp~"

Just then, a loud, wet, sucking noise that was followed by a deep, guttural groan came mixed in with the party's noise.

Above, Anastasia had taken Reinhardt's entire dick down to her throat, her 'O' shaped mouth was stretched obscenely around his shaft while Melissa sucked on his balls with her tongue.

The sound that came down unfiltered was a wet, desperate gagging noise that made all the men on the balcony fall silent for a moment.

Bob said nothing. He was absentminded for a second, his body humming with a tension he couldn't name. The heat they felt within their bodies was pronounced now, a living, carnal energy that seeped down to his very core.

He could almost taste the scent of sex and sweat in the air, a musky, primal perfume that made his heart pound against his chest in a twisted excitement.

He couldn't help but picture Anastasia in his head at this moment.

Her green overt dress that revealed her bare skin dropped on the ground as she stood there completely naked. Her skin glistening with some strange liquid, her head thrown back in passion, breasts jiggling, and her hips moving up and down almost in a manner of riding something.

The image was so vivid, so shockingly lewd, so divinely perfect that he had to grip the railing to steady himself.

It was the same for Marcus and Grey, who pictured dangerous fantasies in their heads. These base animalistic thoughts caused their cock to become fully hard.

Promptly, they shook their heads; they were holy knights, protectors of the realms, and guardians of humanity. It was one thing to tease about such things. However, to even fantasize about someone else's wives, it was a forbidden thing.

As for Karl, his eyes were glazed as he murmured something to himself.

"It weirdly sounds familiar…" he couldn't help but get reminded of his wife. He was rock hard, picturing his sweet, Delicia in ways he never allowed himself to before.

The vulgar sounds from before were painting a new, shockingly forbidden portrait in his mind.

Bob hid his own arousal behind a finely tailored pants and muttered.

"Damned strange noises. Must be pigeons. Or rats in heat." The excuse was weak, but he clung to it, unwilling to entertain the dangerously thrilling alternative.

"You are right…" The other two holy knights nodded, unable to match Bob's eyes for a second.

"We should go back inside. The Commander is probably looking for us."

Karl too nodded his head, and together they headed back inside.

Thanks to the loud party noise, dance, singing, food, drinks, boisterousness of their subordinates, the four men quickly forgot about their earlier fantasies and returned to the moment.

Up on the balcony, the orgy reached the peak of debauchery. The four men who went inside the hall just missed the resonant and immoral cries of the five women as they cried out with their tongues out, reaching the heights of ecstasy.

Their cries were so strong and loud that the four men who were barely containing themselves from mistaking it for what it was would have completely realized what was going on had they heard the moans of the ladies.

Regretfully for them, the scandalous acts of the women of their fantasies once again eluded from their eyes.

GLOP… hot vapor that one could actually see with naked eyes, released from Anastasia's pussy, as Reinhardt pulled his dick out.

Huff… Huff…

He then looked at the ladies who were sprawled on the ground in indecent fashion, breathing laboriously. With love bite, sweat, handprint, and a slurry of liquid sliding down from their secret garden, they looked absolutely mesmerizing.

Like fresh early morning flowers covered in dew.

Seeing them like this, Reinhardt's cock stood erect once again.

"Get over here, all of you" he spoke gently and commandingly.

"Line up and get on your knees. I'm going to paint your pretty, erotic faces. I want to see the marks of our shared time dripping off your chins onto your perfect fuckable bodies".

The women, having fallen for the peak of ecstasy that only he could give them, scrambled to obey. They knelt down before him, their faces making a nice little semi circle around his dick.

Mouth opened and tongue extended, they were ready for the makeup he was about to give them.

Reinhardt stroked his cock and came for the twenty ninth time today, a new record. A strong finish!!

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