Form an alliance. " What makes you think I want an alliance? I have only to give the word and my men will overrun what little force you have left at y...our disposal. Your Roman masters are too far away and too busy with internal squabbles to give a damn about you."I walked up to Karl, "Perhaps you are right, but why risk any further death when you can have all this at no cost." I said sweeping my arm around. 'Why don't you and I go to my bedroom and work out the details."Karl smiled at the. But it seemed to work for him. A young girl had her hands around his stomach. Ah! She must be telling him about different yoga styles that he could do to reduce belly fat. The old fart could not care less, all that he should do is hog less.Before he could do anything more, I made a sound of door opening which caught him off guard. I walked in. Riya was laughing and telling me to look at his pot belly. I did not smile. He wants to do yoga to reduce the fat. I stared at him. He felt uncomfortable. “Fuuckk, come I here!” He gripped his cock hard, so not to come, and pulled out his ten inches from Jim’s gaping ass. He was going to empty his balls on the women’s faces.“Oh yes, give us your cum,” Nancy scooted up next to her husband’s butt, as did her daughter Meghan.“Oh yess.” Meghan looked down at the man’s big and beautiful black cock. She couldn’t wait for it to burst and cover her face with sperm.Jim slowly crawled forward on all fours to give more room for his wife and daughter. His. ”“No holds barred,” I elucidated.“Ooooh!” Suzy squealed. “Well wot we all waitin’ for?” She turned, eyeing the drawer whence I’d retrieved the money. Then she turned back. “I reckon the ‘ore’s a bit overdressed,” she said.“My name’s Slutface,” Kim told her.“Yeah, whatever. You’re the one oo’s bein’ paid t’fuck.”It was all Kim could do to refrain from smiling. I kept my eyes on her, my stiff knob bobbing in her direction as I took a few steps towards her. “On your feet, Slutface!” I told her.Kim.