“You cowardly cur! If I had sword I would cut you limb from limb. You are a dog who shall die in his own vomit. You should -”“Silence! Aren’t ...ou aware there are ladies present?” He looked, momentarily confused. I smiled at him. “I think you should rather say you would try and cut me limb from limb. But then what? Will you defeat the other slaves on your own? The gladiators? The villagers? Everybody hates you. Not just all Romans, but you in particular. You are a vile piece of shit – apology. With the woman strapped in the position they wanted one of the guards walked in front of her. He reached out and grabbed one breast in each hand. Grinning through broken teeth he waited until she was staring down at his thick fingers pressing into her flesh. He licked his lips and began to squeeze.‘Googh?p-p-p-pleeege?O-oon’t?Hooh?gaaah?gooo?PLEEG! GOOOGH!’Grins turned to laughter as the American gobbled and dribbled through her gag. The man toyed with her, squeezing and twisting the sensitive. Then I take my eclair and decide to insert your cock into the hole in the eclair where the custard filling is. Knowing the custard will come out on the other end, I take a bite into the soft creamy eclair and I slowly push the eclair further down your cock. I lick your tip and more pre-cum is coming out mixed with the custard. It's so very yummy and you have one hand on my head now. You don't want me to move. I know your loving this and your trying so hard not to make any pleasurable sounds. . . Aahhh oh choos dalo inkokha jao ..Main b teji se uske boobs choosne laga .. Ab usne mera lund pkda or hilane lagi and muh main dal ke choosne lagi ..Main to jaise jannat main phaunch gaya kya mst choos rahi thi .. Main khne laga aah janu or chooso ..Bhut mja aa raha hai wo usko pura muh main dal rahi thi .. Uske bad main usko niche litya or uski choot main fingring karne laga . Usne kha ab mat tadpao ab dal do main b uski tange chodi ki or uscke bich main aake apna lund uski choot pe rgdne.