But I didn’t want to let her down. So, I just stood there in the bowels of the Poseidon, with my OWN bowels in an uproar, waiting for Carlos to pull...the trigger.Just before he did, I heard a loving voice say in my head, “I hope you know that I love you even more, because you are so brave and loyal.” It almost made the trip worthwhile.Then there was that well-remembered moment of disorientation and I was standing in the sand of a coliseum outside the walls of the Roman Fortress of Isca. When I felt the tip of it hitting my cervix I gasped and cried out, it was painful but I just wanted him inside of me even more, I put my hands around to his buttocks and pulled him in tighter and tighter, we both came with a second of each other, with an explosion of lust. My body went limp and my whole being went into darkness. It was just for a second and I gathered my senses to realize I was being carried into the shower. With all three of us in the shower, there was little room but I. He slowed down his motions, wanting to savor every moment. A small drop of precum covered his cockhead, a harbinger of what was to come.Wanting to see the photos one more time, Steve spun around in the chair and opened his eyes."Holy Shit!" Steve cried out as he jumped up in the chair, dropping his cock.Standing at the edge of the desk was one of the cleaning ladies. Steve had seen her on many late nights, pushing her cleaning cart from office to office. But he had always ignored her, he didn't. As I grew up and started dating my husband to be, I soon I forgot about them and him, as my father had passed away and he just drifted out of conscious.I had moved back home and moved into my fathers house he just showed up one day, taking me by surprise and when we talked and he found out my predicament, he said he had promised daddy to always look out for me so when the job offer was given to me, I was overly grateful of the employment and the generous terms and more importantly, the.