I didn't care if her friend was here; I needed to fuck my Melissa.I slid up on top of her, my dick easily finding her opening by itself, and pushed in...o her warm tunnel. Melissa wrapped an arm around me, trapped me with her legs and welcomed me into herself. I rutted and pushed as she clung to me, urging me on, her tight tunnel surrounding and massaging me, further fueling my base instincts. I pulled her legs up with my arms, her knees against her ears and started fucking her even deeper. There. "She nodded. "Yes. I'll be masquerading as one of your slaves so I can watch Plautus Iunius while he's a guest in your father's house." Tansy," said Corvus."Sorry?"The young patrician smirked. Alyce Londinia wasn't the only one who would speak in cryptic non-sentences. "Most of my slaves are named after flowers. It's a naming convention I've inherited. I have Clover, Rose, Datura, and Lily, but I don't have a Tansy." All right." Alyce extracted a single sheet of paper from a thin leather case. Though she attempted to focus on the movie, she began to enter a trance.On the recliner, Brie continued to sip at her mother’s breast, encouraged by the woman’s increasingly ragged breathing and light whines. In Brie’s world, these sounds were amplified, like the beating of a drum, combined with the moans of a porn star. Hazel’s rubbery nipple was stiff inside her mouth, and she tongued at it like a baby might. It felt both wrong and right, at the same time, to be sexually engaged with her own. But what I honest to God want is for you to touch me there. That's why I wanted to do you, so you would do me too."Kathy had been following her friend, but now was lost and confused. "Peggy, what are you talking about?" Do you trust me?" I honestly don't know at the moment," Kathy sighed."Please let me touch you and you'll see what I mean."With some skepticism Kathy was about to decline her offer, but then she realized that she was getting warmer down there. "All right," she murmured, "but.