There was no yawning uncross-able chasm actually denying them her elemental womanly fissure, the pleasure prize of all men. Hannibal they both knew ha... scared the fucking crap out of Rome by daring to cross the Alps. You dare…it happens. Only a rule, the rule of the city, built on traditions, stopping them. A rule, we all breaks rules. Impermissible, banned, and proscribed by sacred law. Are there lines we don’t dare cross? Desire versus the statutes and customs of time. Yet Caesar had dared to. His hips were thrusting pushing more of his cock into my warm, wet mouth. “Millie, I’m so close,” he groaned. I kept sucking him and looked up into his eyes. His mouth opened and then his eyes closed. He groaned loudly and he released shot after shot of cum into my mouth. I swallowed it as it came but there was lots of it and some dribbled out of my mouth. When he was finished I crawled back up the bed and lay next to him. “Fuck that was good,” he said, looking at his watch. We’d been. He leaned his head back as he moaned loudly and filled me up. I also came all over him and screamed as I did so. When he was done he pulled out and laid on the bed next to my now limp body. He was breathing hard as he told me to get up and clean his cock with my mouth. I took his dirty cock into my mouth and slid it down into the back of my throat, it made me gag a little but I loved tasting his cum mixed with mine. He shoved my head up and down his cock and moaned as it once again began to. I just lost my focus on what was important in life--and I'm sorry to say this--but I began to take you for granted. I am so sorry. Is your "still loving me" still true?"Amy thought about this for a moment and then walked slowly to me with her eyes on mine. Her eyes looked tired and certainly didn't have their old sparkle. But she did put her arms around me and hug me. And when she said, "One time you bastard. This is the only time I can still find a place for you in my life. Never, never.