She moved further kissing downward until she reached the place near my desire. She kissed the area just about my belt line and slowly undid my belt. I...groaned. She opened my pants, stood and slide a hand inside my boxers. I responded by opening further to her and inhaled. The evidence of my arousal did not disgust her. She moved two fingers inside of me. I moaned loudly as she deliberately gathered my offering. I watched enraptured as she slowly slide her fingers into her own mouth. An orgasm. Fair?” The fool took it. I knew he had to die, he was arrogant, impetuous and scary. I would not simply kill him though, that was not honourable. I would fight in front of an audience. His father would see his son make an effort, hopefully a foolish one.His father had, for two years, been setting his son in fights against slaves, even a one-armed gladiator recently. The boy thought he was good. The problem was, he did not realise that the slaves were given a drink before the fight which was. She moved her hand between her legs and began to rub herself through her bikini bottoms, spreading her legs while her other hand reached out for my cock pulling at my shorts which she managed to get half way down my thighs before i stood up and kicked them off. While i was doing this she removed her bottoms and began to rub her very wet pussy as i moved to her side offering her my cock which she gratefully took hold of wanking me hard and fast as she moaned before leaning over and taking it. I was upset, so I just wanted to hit the sack," she spoke, going on the window. I immediately came to the window and poked my head out. "So, what's it gonna be, Claude? Will you please just cover for me? I'd really appreciate it." I bit my bottom lip and glanced at her face for a few seconds. Suddenly, my eyes went down to her boobs. 'Shit, those are nice.' "Maybe this will help you figure it out," she suggested before she leaned up to me and kissed me on the lips. It lasted for about five.