Her legs were spread. Her hips were near the front of the chair. I could see her wet pussy. It shone in the dim light. As did the drops on her ass... The whip came up and landed on my back. “What are you waiting for? Eat me, slut.” I had little choice. The whip was rolling off of my shoulder and she was lazily swinging it back around and up a gain… and again … and again. It was wrong. It was disgusting. My cock got harder and harder. I lost count of the number of lashes. I watched. I was given the signal to speak. Hello may I speak to Marisol?" "I'm sorry you have the wrong number." "may I ask whose number this is so that I can apology properly?" "my name is Dana." " forgive me Dana for disturbing your slumber." Dana had a look of surprise on her face. Then she asked the mystery man to come to the stage. I came out and she gave me a hug when I got on stage. "you're Theodore?" she asked. "yes I am." I replied. "your voice is so sexy." "so I've been told.I have gotten many. I assured the first few and asked them to check for themselves so they could assure the rest of the men. By the time they returned, the gathered troops numbered over two hundred, with more straggling in. The men who checked on the legion troops assured the others that the Roman troops were, indeed, all dead.I learned that there were twenty-three Roman homes and seventeen Roman estates in and around the city that we had to raid. I started by sending ten troops to each home in the city. When the. Brittany was twenty-one years old and happy to flaunt. She stood 5’5, with a body that she loved to take care of with regular trips to gym and to the beach. Long blonde hair cascaded down past her shoulders, she had blue eyes, big pink lips, and nice perky 32DD breasts over a firm flat stomach, a nice round bubble butt, a shaved pussy and long tanned legs. Mr Jones grunted again, putting his coffee down on the desk and gripped Brittney by her long, blonde hair as she started bobbing faster and.