I knew she thought so too and it was too easy not to exploit that knowledge.“Of course it does, everyone knows that” I added.She looked at me for ...a second, trying to think hard while I kept pounding her pussy without mercy.“Okay, you can cum on my tits, but don’t hit my face!”“Thanks. Now get on your back, I’m not done yet”Vanessa rolled over and spread her legs again. Her cute pussy opened wide, like a pink butterfly spreading its satiny wings. She always kept it cleanly shaved, something I. So do you expect me to forget all that and still continue my association with your company?’ I became speechless, but I couldn’t just leave the matter to its course. ‘Sir, again I apologize for my actions. I’ll do anything that I can to make it right.’ I pleaded with all heart. I had to set this right or I was finished. ‘Well, I don’t see how that’s possible.’ He said this so bluntly that I felt like giving a heavy punch to his face, but that’s the attitude that got me to this. So I kept. Your task was thought to be easy by the colony's elders, since it was rumored the tribe was made up mostly of women, and thus it was conjectured that their men had been decimated in battle with some other tribe. Initially, you resisted your orders, finding it distasteful to enslave women, but you are a Roman solider, pledged to obedience. Besides, the money brought in from Phoenician slavers would greatly aid in insuring the colony's survival.The last thing you remember was making camp around a. At one point, I asked if she was cold, it being winter and her wearing a fairly short skirt, although not as short as current ones. She invited me to explore under her skirt, and feel how warm she was under and above her stockings. Well, I explored and said ‘yup, you’re warm’ and didn’t do anything else ... dammit. That was my start of stocking and heel fetish. Minis were coming popular as I was advancing in puberty, and lots of classmates weren’t quite sure how to wear them, or that.