Second instalment! Lords of the manor Part 2

Lord Edgar looked on with admiration at the sight before his horny eyes. Lord Edmund, his childhood friend-cum business partner and heir to his father’s vast cotton mill empire, was on all fours, his backside facing Lord Edgar and his companion Sir Kieran Veritice who were standing on the far side of the room. His naked backside! His large pink anus winked at the on looking noblemen as Lord Edmund’s head buried in between the open slender legs of a young peasant slut, his big tongue lapping at her damp aching slit. At the maiden’s head knelt lord Edgar’s younger brother, Matthias Lovemore, his virgin penis plunging in and out of her hot mouth, a look of utter ecstasy upon his horny young face! ’Well he finally got going. At least we didn’t completely waste our money’. Sir Kieran muttered eying the scene with jealousy. Lord Edgar ignored his companion. Matthias had been somewhat hesitant in joining Lord Edmund and the girl in their passionate sojourn. He had been taken aback by Lord Edmund’s forwardness and the girl, Miss Robertson’s apparent lack of interest in him. But with his elder brother’s encouragement he had bought himself forth and was now enjoying his birthday present with relish.
Sir Kieran and Lord Edgar were rather aroused watching this incredible scene and had removed their breaches so as to relieve their aching bones. Lord Edgar slyly looked down at Sir Kieran furiously pounding his hard stem. Sir Kieran was somewhat bigger than Lord Edgar. His skin was pasty white and one could almost see his big purple head through the pale skin. His long, hard penis nestled in a neatly trimmed, yet thick bush of bright orange hair, much like his head of hair. Lord Edgar was only about 4 ½ inches in length, smaller than all the other men present his younger brother Matthias included! He had a big, shiny helmet which represented about a third of his entire length.
Suddenly the door slowly creaked open behind them. Sir Kieran started. ’What is the meaning of this!?’ he spluttered, desperately trying to cover himself up. ’Can you not see we are “busy”?’ ‘Apologies, Gentlemen’ Said the round faced barman who had just entered the room. He too was leering at the scene ahead of them, watching Lord Edmund’s hips thrusting into Miss Robertson’s tight opening. ‘Do you mind? We have not finished’ Sir Kieran said, pushing the barman toward the door. A stab of anger shot through the barman’s chest. How dare he?! But he quickly stopped himself from stepping into a brawl. This was his main source of income. He mustn’t upset the customers! ‘ I beg your pardon sirs.’ He said, still leering. ‘But may I present Miss Cook? As there is one extra gentleman tonight I thought that you may require, extra.. “attention”’. He beckoned through the door from where he had entered and in walked the most beautiful females that both Lord Edgar and Sir Kieran had seen! She was very slim, almost skinny. She had a petit rounded face, with pretty hazel coloured eyes, a small, pretty nose and a small, rounded mouth with thick cherry shaped lips. Her hair was a chestnut brown, similar to Mss Robertson. It was tied back in a small pigtail and she had thin strands of hair falling down the sides of her cheeks.
‘Why thank you my good man!’ Sir Kieran, pushing the barman from the room and shutting the door behind him.