Sharon returned to John that night, still covered in Viola's juices. Viola was left as a puddle, passed out from pleasure in her room. He licked the juice off her face.

"Your Grace, Viola will be ready to take your seed tomorrow night. I think I wore her out too much tonight." Sharon murmured while softly licking and kissing his ears.

John was fine with this. They continued dirty pregnancy talk as they fucked wildly. Their moans filled the room and then traveled far into the corridors.

The next day, John was off to continue his training very early. Against the Pope's wishes, John continued his rigorous physical training regimen....