In the dimly lit, forgotten corner of their grand, echoing home, two unguarded maidens chance upon a stiff, engorged specimen. Their hearts race, their breaths hitch as they exchange a look of shared, naughty excitement. With trembling hands, they gently stroke the rigid flesh, their curious tongues exploring the salty, slick surface. Their mouths descend, their soft lips wrapping around the pulsating head, their tongues swirling, their throats relaxing as they take it in, inch by inch, their eyes locked on the man's face, watching his expressions of pleasure, urging them on.