The spring harvest was going well, and as Lord Thomas sat astride his huge warhorse, he took in the panoramic view of his lands from his hilltop vantage point. His servant and aide, Reginald, sat next to him on a smaller steed. "Yes, indeed, sire. Things are moving along. At this rate, the wheat shall be ready for milling in no time. This has been a year of abundance, praise the Lord." Thomas smiled at the holy reference...

Sir Thomas, Lord of the manor, paced in the great hall of his house. Guests would be arriving soon, and he wanted things to be perfect. In addition to his wealthy neighbors, the Duke's son would be attending along with the Bishop and the local priest from the village, and he wanted to make an impression. He had finally decided to leave the kitchen preparations to the staff as he realized he was only getting in the way eac...

Lady Catharine knew something was going on with her husband. He was spending more and more time away from their bed, always with a flimsy excuse of some kind. But Catharine also noticed a couple of the new maidens recently hired as kitchen staff were walking stiffly. She knew the signs. Her husband's huge cock had ravaged her pussy many times over the years, and despite the pleasures she felt from their coupling, there wa...