Before I was used to these touches I felt your warm wet mouth over my cock head and I let out an appreciate groan. You giggled with delight at the joy...you were giving me. Lust overtook me and my hips pushed more of my length into your open mouth. I could feel your tongue touching my plum. We got a delicious sliding motion going that made us both moan, and I enjoyed feeling the vibrations of your muffled sounds. I gripped as much of your hair as I could with one hand and lovingly held your face. They were both experts at getting men to the point they were cumming. They slipped off of Justin and Tyler and leaned over the couch, presenting their asses and pussies so that they could be fucked from behind.Justin asked them, “You don’t mind that I can see your right up your asshole this way?”“I don’t mind if it gets you hard, Sir” Waverly answered sweetly. “Look, finger it, slap my ass, whatever as long as you give me a ride on that pretty little white cock of yours,” she batted her. We made arrangements to meet. I was to meet him and dress as he instructed. I was to shave off all my body hair. I was to wear a pair of flimsy shorts, no underwear, and a light t/shirt. In order to meet him I had to catch a local bus and go on a journey of about 50 mins. I had to take all my sissy gear with me and he would decide what he wanted me to wear for him. I met him at a carpark ( an underground one) where he placed a blindfold over my eyes, I was not allowed to see where he was. Between the house chores, the constant pregnanciesand the caring for their children, roman women had only rarely time forbaths. The exception were the patrician girls like Aurelia or Priscilla,or to a wife of a novus homus, like Livia, who could afford a legion ofclients or slaves to do the more mundane things. Consequence was that itwas easy to find some privacy.Aurelia, in order to end the constant gossiping, decided to sharesomething she wanted to keep for herself, "I had a strange dream.