She was never going back there again. When she had walked past the lanista's villa and stood up in the balcony over the sand, she thought of how mu...h better it was to stand over this private little arena in the ludus and order that the match be to the death. No waiting through 3 warm up matches to get to one kill. When she was in charge of what was happening, she could go directly to the kill. But then she thought how much better it was to stand in the arena than stand on a balcony way. Possibly three, but that must be the maximum, doesn’t it? I guess four, if he uses his dick, both hands and goes down on a woman at the same time. Be that as it might, this one man, this ultimate stud, is Lyonel Baratheon.From other tellings of this world, you dear reader might know a piece of human waste named Joffrey Baratheon. Be reassured, he is not part of this tale. In this alternate turn of events, Robert Baratheon did get to father Cercei Lannisters first child. The other two are still. .." He let it hang as he sat back downat his computer."Lighten up Garnet," Troy called back, still chuckling occasionally.Troy stayed quiet, relitively, for another three hours. To which, Garnetwas thankful for. However, just when Garnet was settling into his groove,he heard Troy call him over again."That's it!" Garnet shouted as he slammed his hand on the desk. He thengrabbed a device that was the subject of his paper. It looked like aslightly oversized tv remote, and pointed it at Troy and. She turned to look at the TV while she wanked Max, and saw her husband entering Debbie from behind, as she lent over her dressing table. Her silky petticoat was bunched around Dan’s pistoning cock, with the soft cream lace framing the action. He had her panties pulled aside, and was ramming his cock past the silk fabric. As she was leaning over her dresser, she opened the top drawer, and pulled out a camisole and a matching pair of light blue silk panties. She pulled away from him, and sitting.