"You always taste so delicious. Now it's me that's hot." Well, come on," he said."Here?" Sure, why not?"She giggled. She was hot all right. He could t...ll it by the sparkle in her eyes. She pulled her dress up and dropped her step-ins, stepped out of them and tossed them away. She wore flesh-colored stockings held up by pink garters. The tuft of dark hair at the joining of her thighs didn't do much to cover anything. She came forward to straddle his knees, and as her thighs opened he looked. Chapter Four Griselda anoints me again. The fate of traitors discussed. Griselda kisses me. I am precipitated into a delicate position. My attendance at the trial arranged. I may inadvertently have given the impression at the end of the previous chapter that the day was far advanced because I fell asleep. The events described had occurred in the forenoon. I was still enfeebled by my bruising and required more repose than is normal. In the middle of the afternoon Griselda returned, woke me up. The crowd around them forgotten.Cynthia bites her lip and smiles. Demurely looking at the blond through her eyelashes. The signal clear. She belonged to Amanda for the night.Before, her lovemaking would always be on a mostly even level. But tonight Cynthia needed to be taken. She could feel it. A strange lust like she had never known before that first night with Robert.Amanda swats the redhead’s ass through her pink pants. Grinning when the coed’s only response is to push her body closer.“Let’s. Or at least castrating him, thinking she’ll have done me a favour.” Avra had more to say, unable to help herself, now that an edge of dark humour had arisen within the conversation.“ ... I saw them fuck in the rubber cocoon too ... I hope neither of them let that part of their liaison slip ... or he’ll definitely lose his balls.” Their conversation was interrupted as the screen bleeped, and the face of a mature redhead appeared on it, Varnella watching with interest as she surveyed the rustic.