This gave me the chance to remove Amy’s black lace thong and spread her beautiful legs, allowing me to plunge my tongue deep inside her wet cunt. Sh...e let out a scream of pleasure, but her moans were quickly muffled, as I glanced up I realized that Abagail was sitting on her face getting her own pussy eaten. I couldn’t take it any longer, I pulled Abagail from Amy’s face and laid her down on her back, then I slowly slipped my rock hard cock into her tight wet pussy. Amy couldn’t stand not being. Not to me, anyway.I loaded everything in my trunk and told Tracy to follow me. I didn’t ask her and I acted confident; as though there was no doubt in my mind she’d obey. I think that’s all she needed, to have her options taken away. I’m starting to realize that she’s a lot more like Riley than she cares to admit. She wants to do this but if given the choice she isn’t certain she can. She won’t admit it. But just like Riley, she wants to have the option to refuse taken away from her. She needs. We didn’t even really chase him; George just barely saw it happen.”“Why should I believe you?”“Think about it,” John replied, “If I had been involved in his death, I would have taken care of the body, and then we all would have denied ever seeing him, obviously.”“That’s probably true, I guess,” Justin said.“Anyway,” John continued, “Jill wants to see you and the other custodians in the family soon. We need to discuss how to proceed forward from here.”“I don’t know what the fuck we need to. It might not seem a stroke of luck, but if we could win then we would show that Romans were not invincible, and it might spread the flames of rebellion further. Of course, if we lost then we would be crucified by nightfall.The army, our army, fell naturally into two bands – the locals, and the slaves and gladiators. I was general of the latter. I had little idea how to do this, but I did have two clear ideas. The gladiators were experts at individual fighting. They were not trained – with one.