Oh Pompeii. Even thousands of years later, she still remembered the sheer debauchery. There were orgies in the streets and sex was the most common com...odity in the marketplace. She remembered the gang bangs of poor little whores in the streets, and she remembered saving many of those whores, and converting them to her sisterhood. Her new born sisters were many, and Pompeii had been harvest time.She remembered the orgy of the senator Gaius Lassius. She had pushed his wife out of the way so that. It was just not what she wanted him to do, but she had no idea how to stop him. She was not able to take her eyes off his meat, either. That is when mom heard me come looking for Athul. It had been some time since he was gone, and I was calling his name out.Mom knew that if she said Athul was in there, I came and saw him naked, she would be the one in trouble. There was no way she could make her son believe what exactly happened.So, mom just rushed and closed her bedroom door, telling me Athul. “I want that huge cock in me!”There were several bales of hay laying around as hestarted to make a bed for me and piled a couple up oneach side of the others. I knew he was making a fucktable for me and the horse. When he had everything as he wanted, Jim motioned forme to lay down on the bales of hay. I did as he said ashe led the horse into the stall. His big horse cock wasstill sticking out as I watched him coming my way. Myeyes were glued to his long cock as he came closer. “Of course!” Tjen said, her eyes widening. “We can take a flying machine to Berlin! Or Vienna!”“As if Adolph Hitler is an Austrian!” I shot back. The Austrian Empire had lost the ‘Hungarian’ part of their name to the Panslavs in the aftermath of the Great War, and was barely functional, torn between the Tzar and his Panslav cronies and the many warring German Republics. The idea that the kind of authority it’d take to wreak such havoc would come from that teetering corpse of a state was just.