“Glad you could make it,” he said after greeting everyone. “Ed has the courtyard set up with coffee, so let’s go back there and talk for a lit...tle while, before I show you what I wanted you to see.”We followed Esteban out to the courtyard and sat down at the table, where Ed was waiting for us.Anna looked around the courtyard and said, “This is absolutely lovely, guys. You’ve done a marvelous job adding plants and color back here.”I had to agree with her. Everywhere we looked was a small tree,. Walking to the front of the room where Mr. Jacksons desk was, she watched as he sat down in his chair, the open computer monitor giving off the only light in the room. The computer was well out of site of the small-windowed door, and thus, the room continued to appear empty. Im surprised you elected to help him after what he did to you this weekend, the sound of Mr. Jacksons voice was firm, yet hushed. I told you, I forgave him for that, Tayler explained, moving closer to the desk. Pardon me. I could feel my cock straining against the confines of my trousers but I didn’t dare touch him, knowing it would be so easy to come myself and I wanted to do that in Natalie’s pussy, not my jeans. As I watched, Natalie’s frigging became more intense, her right hand now working her clit while her left dipped in and out of her pussy. Her legs were so wide apart that her clit was clearly visible to me and I could see a small damp patch on the skirt where Natalie’s juices had run down her slit.. No pun of course.’ Valentine shook his head, ‘You are unfair, friend. Claudius banned executions of our people months ago. He is no saint, but he has done more for us than any Consul in thirty years. Or three hundred.’ Marius plopped back down, fixing the new light to the pottery. ‘You are confusing execution with persecution, Valentinius, of which we still have our fair share. And rumor has it that Claudius the Tyrant is in need of recruits to fill his legions against the Goths. He will ban.