"You are quite right, my dear cousin. I apologize to you both. However, I did see more than I expected of this marvelous fighting method. Tell me, Con...an, can you teach others to fight like that?" Yes, Caesar, I can. Do you wish to learn?"Claudius laughed so hard that he nearly fell from his chair. "Oh, no, not me! I pay people to protect me. I was just wondering if you could teach this kind of fighting to some of my praetorian guards. There are times when I wish to subdue someone without having. Far tighter and warmer than any pussy or mouth. He stayed with my throbbing hard on fully inside him for a couple of minutes; only rocking slightly back and forth to let his hole get used to this new foreign object that gripped tightly onto my shaft. He slowly began to get off, but stopped as my pink head refused to move from the entrance to his warm, pulsating hole. Suddenly, he slammed down fast and hard and the slap of his arse on my crotch, with the full penetration caused his cock to go. " Even Petra?" Bryony asks, making me pause."...Well, we'll find out tomorrow, I guess," I shrug."Really?" Bryony asks. "You still want her to go to your party afterTHAT?" She won't do anything tomorrow," I say smugly. "I'll have all my REALfriends there, anyway, and we'll find out if she's one of them." And if she isn't?" Bryony asks."You know my friend Harriet?" I ask."Who, the ginger girl who scares even boys?" Bryony asks."Yep," I reply. "She'll happen to Petra." Ouch," Bryony grimaces as I. The previous day I caught her buglarising my property."Sir Bristow's faced became still more florid. "I don't believe it. You fail to see the woman's talents behind the colour of her skin.My hackles rose. I have worked with those of all racial origins and hold none in lower esteem than any other, preferring to judge the individual by their deeds rather than their complexion. I got to my feet but Harwell held me back."That is a scurrilous remark, Sir Bristow, and one which you will retract if.