‘You could fondle me all night,’ she whispered, ‘and I still wouldn’t get tired of it.’ ‘Perhaps I will, then,’ I said softly with a sm...le, squeezing the breast a little harder and a little longer. ‘Just remember, mister,’ she countered with a laugh, ‘that I really am more than just my chest.’ ‘But you know I’ve always been a breast man. But how about this: Why don’t you lean back against me?’ ‘Sure, sweetie.’ After sharing a brief kiss, my young wife shifted her position, leaning back into. Not a single article of clothing on her body. She was just sitting there on the couch, smoking a cigarette, completely naked.I had woken up in her bed and I had also been naked. I was starting to put two and two together now and that's when it all came back to me.Everything that happened the previous night. All the drinking, Nikki flirting with me in front of Kate, dragging me into the bathroom and fucking me in the ass...sucking my cock. Then of course the highlight of the night, the two of us. Usko waps blowjob dene laga aur mera lund wapas ready huwa.Usko missionary position par sone ko kaha uske dono pair mere shoulder par lekr uske chut mai ek zatke se lund ghussa diya wo to chilane lagi uffffffffff kar gayiiiiiiiiiiiiiii mc aisa koi karta hai kya nikal bahar aur mai bs shot marte gaya aur wo chilatti rahi ahhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmm yesssss u bastard fucker fuck me hard aur jorse. 15 min k baad usko doggy style mai liya ek hath se uske baal pakde aur ek hath se uake gand par fatke mar. She still carried the torc of a neutered slave, wearing it like a brand of ownership and status. Some of the torcs placed around the necks of the slaves held elevated positions. Although owned by a household, they had a certain amount of freedom, often forming alliances similar to unions, setting rules for the conditions of their ownership. Modern day Rome encouraged this freedom, believing that a happy slave was a productive slave and less likely to run away or be troublesome. Toa certain.