He stopped sucking her nipple and pushed her back on the couch, lifted her legs over his shoulders and started to run his tongue up and down her wet s...it. She was screaming with pleasure as his tongue was flicking her clit over and over again.He started to slid his large fingers inside her tight cunt and she gasped with delight. His big fingers curled upward hitting her G-spot as he pushed them in and out fast and hard. She was moaning and screaming with pleasure when suddenly she squirted her. There was a hairbrush once my wifes which I brought over to the couch and, sitting next to her, began to brush Ronnies hair, beginning at the very bottom. She allowed me to pull on her head like that, but sitting sideways was awkward, so I asked her to sit on my knees, to make it easier. And it was. We talked while I brushed out her neglected locks, she told me about her mother, who seems to always be sleeping, according to her daughter, and evidently goes out at night leaving her to fend for. It was a homey feel despite the drastic situation that she appeared to have gotten herself into, the bed was a comfortable as any bed she had ever been in. The mattress had to have been stuffed with an array of feathers. The closest thing that she could think of was perhaps goose feathers. She striped out of her bulky coat and scarf, but kept her socks, turtleneck shirt, and long johns on, and slipped into the bed. She shivered for a brief moment before she actually felt the warmth of her own. He named meto his friends as Ovidia Corva, his wife. I was even re-introduced to theman who was my patron and his, one Paullus Fabius Maximus.Some patrons collected craftsmen, some collected equestrians. Fabius wasa tremendous supporter of poetry, and had collected many artists andorators under his aegis, including Horace and Virgil. It was at themansions of Fabius Maximus that one always heard the best works, the mostrecent epistles. We listened to Virgil's latest addition to the.