’ The tip of her tongue snaked out to tease her finger. ‘He knows you’re here and he trusts me to keep you under control. Seldom does he second-...guess my means, as I seldom second-guess his.’ The chessboard disappeared and a scrying crystal took its place. It revealed a dungeon, with a young woman seated on the hay. Rebecca was sitting crosslegged, naked, her eyes closed. ‘It seems your husband has made no great progress with her,’ he said blandly. Her finger left her lips, and a deep frown. "How long before the pills start to work?" "Pretty soon I think, is there anything I can do to help in the meantime?" "Well I guess you can help me scratch my back, it itches so bad and I can't reach." I sit next to her on the couch, she turns her back to me so I can scratch her back, her skin is so smooth and perfect I don't want to leave welts on it so I'm do morerubbing than actual scratching, being a little rougher than if I were just feelingher up, which is all I'm thinking about right. If he closed his eyes, he would imagine it was his own hand on his cock. But the loud music and deep moaning made sure he did not and after a while Chris did not seem to mind at all. The guy turned his head and looked at Chris as he decided what to do next. He felt this was new territory for the muscled man in the dark and he did not want to scare him. Under the towel he felt something huge and he definitely wanted to lick and taste it. He hoped it a circumcised cock as he liked them better as. The emperor begins to pound at the slave's willing body. Her moans turns to whimpers and shrieks as she reaches her peak, convulsing beneath him. Her nails dig into his back. He grunts, trying to ignore the pulsating of her pussy around his dick. He cannot resist, however, and shoots his cum. Through his dazed state, Constantine can hear a melodious laughter. Vittoria lays giggling beneath him, caressing his hair as he attempts to catch his breath.Angry, he grabs the back of her head by her.