It was slow going as the entrances were very narrow. A week of these so-called games where gladiators weren't given any assignments except to tie men,...women, and children to crosses to be set on fire. Nero laughed at the site and the screams until they were dead. He made sure that they used special straw so they would not succumb to smoke but be burnt to death. Then the gladiators would spear them to make sure they were all lifeless. Only the night before hundreds were crucified and set on fire. Brie would never admit it to anybody, but she feels very insecure about her body, and secretly envies the beauty of her two sworn enemies.Brie decides that there is nothing she can do and walks towards the table. She is wearing a beautiful white dress and high heel shoes. Although she is wearing no bra underneath, the dress is quite decent and does not show any unnecessary skin. She doesn't want to be one of those actresses who expose their legs or cleavage in public events. "I am an excellent. After probably ten minutes of playing with her tits through her clothes and grinding my cock on her clit, I sat her up and pulled her shirt off. Without thought, I said, “Oh, god” and dove in, wrapping my lips and tongue around one nipple while reaching up to pinch and tug on the other. This prompted her to moan and grind all the more, so we kept this up for several more minutes.Finally, she broke her kiss and said, “I want to see and hold your hard, little penis.” There was a gleam in her eye. Jake pulled the comforter, blanket, and top sheet all the way to the foot of the bed as a single unit while Lesa watched quietly, not offering to help. Jake turned and sat on the bed tapping a finger to his chin while thinking. "Do you need help removing the bra?" he asked.Lesa turned and backed up to him. "There are four hooks holding the strap together. It's a struggle for me to reach them. It would be easier if you undo the hooks that hold it together." When she felt him grab a strap in each.