It was then that I realized that I wanted to see my husband suck cock. I was turned on by it and I wanted to see it. That night, I decided that I woul... help my husband become a cocksucker.That weekend I decided to train my husband to be an expert cocksucker.. After a lovely dinner out, I had my husband kneeling in front of me wearing nothing but his little panties. I was wearing a nothing but my strap on. "Go on, touch it, you little slut, touch my cock, I know you want it." I taunted. Michael. Dom pulled his pants down and also pulled down Junes yoga pants down. He placed his hard cock on her pussy and pushed. The tip went inside and June screamed, Dom covered her mouth and gave another thrust and shoved half his cock inside. Another thrust and he was completely inside her. Blood was flowing down her legs. Dom started pounding her. June was in extreme pain, Dom was fucking her mercilessly. Dom was enjoying at the fullest. He was moaning and having the pleasure of fucking Junes tight. ”“If I could get you some help to fix your wagon, would you be okay?”“Oh, yes! Go to the farm, the Loreius farm, just over there. He has tools. He could help Cicero. Convince him, and Cicero will reward you with coin! Gleaming, shiny coin!”I held up a finger. “We’ll be back in a bit.” We walked away from him. Lydia looked aghast at the mad jester. “My Thane, we should not get involved with that madman.”“Normally I’d completely agree with you, my dear. That voice...” I sighed. “But we’re going. One day during peak operating hours, the mine collapses with all three thousand slaves trapped inside. Do you attempt to recover the slaves, or do you let them perish and replace them. Recovery cost would be fifty-two million Imperial pounds with a 30% chance of failure. Venetian interest rates are 6%. Exchange costs between Venetian denarii and Imperial pounds are immaterial. You may ask Master Yves-Marchand and myself one question only. You have sixty seconds to answer." Oh shit!" Owen.