As she was doing most of the work, up and down, up and down, she wasn’t going all the way down. It appeared she couldn’t hold all his cock. He was... hitting bottom, but she loved it.He didn’t know what to do. He and his wife had not had a good sex life for some time now but he could see she was getting what she wanted now. She was happy and her son seemed to be happy. Well, hell. How about him. He knew what to do.He went down the hall to his daughter’s room. She was in there doing her homework,. Maybe they will even send him after me, I would look forward to that very much.”Epilogue.And so it was, Melissia got her revenge. The proconsul Petronius Arius was sent back to Rome and was thrown to the lions in the Coliseum. Fulvia was lashed and racked to within an inch of her life. It had left her a ruined and broken woman. She was taken to an outlying village where she was made to work until she died a few months later from the severe trauma of her wounds.As for Drachius, Melissia kept her. Iwasn't sure that I was ready for whatever might happen. But, this had beenall my idea to start with and I felt compelled to go through with it.When I walked back into the family room, I was surprised to see Slave's headunder Chris's skirt! He was performing oral sex on her while she andMistress Rachel continued chatting nonchalantly about their plans. Chrislooked up to notice me and praised," Well done Slut, you look very prettytonight." Mistress Rachel put her hands on the hem of my short. He takes his hand off of her face and puts both hands around her small waist and pulls her on top of him so that she is sitting on his legs but close enough to his warmth that she can feel the heat. He takes hold of the bottom of her shirt and pulls it up over her head and discards it beside the blanket. She looks deep into his eyes and sees a desire that matches her own. She feels a warmth of desire and passion travel all to her. She takes her soft gentle hands and takes hold of his shirt and.