She was wearing a slut skirt and topless while she combed her hair. I admired the view as her tits jiggled while she worked. Seeing her made me hard s... I walked up behind her and cupped her beautiful tits and played with her pink nipples as she did her hair.Karen leaned back against me and was rubbing her ass against my hard on. Hummm he moaned as my hands enjoyed the best set of tits in my High School, her being my sister and forbidden made it better. Here I was living every boy's dream and. “Here you go Joe. Have a cool drink. You’ve earned it” I offered.“Wow! Thanks! Really nice thought!” He said gratefully and I handed him a glass. His eyes scanned me from toes to tits as I poured him a glass of drink and filled the other glass still standing on the tray. My nipples hardened in the knowledge that he was scoping my breasts and I could smell the wonderful manly aroma from his sweat and heat. I turned away from Joe and bending at the waist, placed the half empty jug on a low table. She was gone and suddenly the room felt empty. I hoped I hadnt offended her. I changed into a salmon-colored sundress and threw on a little make-up. When I looked in the mirror, I realized I was no longer surprised by my younger, flirty look. It felt completely natural. Ann looked wonderful in a dress that barely covered her, but she was comfortable showing skin, and so she did. I helped her slice oranges, lemons and limes for the pitcher of wine, and we had just finished when the boys arrived.. A few of the guards laughed at Marcus' condition, others looked on in amazement at the amount of punishment Marcus had taken. A crowd of spectators had formed in the last hour, perhaps fifty people. Worthless people, did they enjoy this? Were they hoping to see a man die? Didn't they even care? Only the whipmaster seemed to show no emotion. "Deny him," the whipmaster said, "say that he is not a prophet, not a man of God, and all of this will end." "I cannot," Marcus said after a long moment,.