And that's you! I want to continue just like we have been."I don't mind if you bite me or claw me," he continued, his voice serious and passionate. "T...hat's part of who you are. You let me hang on for the ride and I love that, too. But I don't want sex to be so overwhelming that I can't look at you afterwards and be amazed. You're wild and I love that no one will ever tame you."I don't ever want to be able ... I mean, to not be able ... to look at you," he concluded, beginning to run out of. I want you to find me the poofiest tutu that you have,tights ,ballerina shoes and a bonnet or flower for his stupid head...i turned red as a beetroot but the assistants and the partner smiled the whole time...we will try everything at home, so if you want to take some lenght on him just call us...we waited for about 20 minutes when finally they reappeared ,,we ve got you everything they said.. the only problem are the shimmery beige tights that may take some time to adjust he better starts. The 'pretty' boy was the most popular of choices. My knees were scraped and sore from the cement after losing count on how many flaccid cocks I squeezed the final spits of jism from. Eight? twelve? fifteen? It was all a blur. My jaw ached. My lips were dry and flakey and my mouth was sticky, tasting exactly as it should, stale semen. Some men were hair-triggered, others took time and patience. It didn't matter to me, after getting one guy off, another penis would soon be replaced by another.. Even so, it was considered in bad taste for Plautus to wear it and there would have been a mutiny among the other guests if Gaius had asked them to take it up in Plautus's honor.Instead of receiving Plautus "with all honors," they were now receiving him "with honors" - a distinction that boiled down to each guest choosing their own color to show the interests of their family. The red sash over Natta's shoulder would represent a martial affiliation and Gaius would certainly wear one. The gold.