“Hail Caesar,” father cried out, a little too enthusiastically.“Greetings Servius Laellius,” the emperor responded, “and Laeillia Severina,�...�� he nodded to me and I bowed my head slightly in response.“Is this about my wife?” father blurted out.“No,” the emperor responded.“Although,” Domitia Longina interrupted, “we have noticed that she has yet to make the required sacrifice, and Lucius’ birthday is in a month.”“I assure you that she will make the sacrifice...”“Actually,” Lucius/Dacianus cut him. .. of the unfounded shame white boys go through afterwards, and because of that... far too often, whites keep it all too quiet. It's really a shame, because white boys turned faggot by blacks, should be no more ashamed for that, than for being white in the first place You're WHITE, of course you want to suck black cocks, and get your lily white ass fucked, even if you don't know it! That's nothing to be embarrassed about, your white skin has already given you away. . Once a white boy has taken. Good to know you’re not a one trick pony.”“When have I ever been? And I guess you’d be the trick.”“And you’re more a horse. And speaking of horse...”“Yeah, I’m done with that shit.”“It’s a fucking sweet high, but it’s a fucking rut.”“I agree. You’re going to hate me when I tell you when I first figured it out.”“I already hate you. So tell me.”“I had a fuck marathon.”“A fuck marathon? I heard you can fuck for days on the shit.”“And I proved it. Cheryl loved it.”“And you didn’t love fucking. ” As I was finishing taking off my clothes, I saw that Jill came back with a towel and a large wooden hairbrush. She sat down on the couch, put the towel loosely on her lap, and said; “Lay over my lap right now.” As I lay over her lap I said, “Can’t this wait? What about our restaurant reservations?” “That can wait. This is more important to be taken care of first,” Jill said. “Now spread those legs apart.” Now I knew I was about to be spanked again. My penis was dangling between her thighs and.