So, one might wonder, what kind of gift could a mere slave possess that could possibly matter to anyone? The answer of course is sex. You see, I am a ...ex slave, a man bound and sold for the pleasure of the rich and powerful citizens of Rome. I was chosen at the dawn of my manhood due to the unusually large size of my penis. I was taught to master my own orgasm and control my urges so that those who paid my master for my services would be all the more satisfied. Being a slave, this was not a. When she bent forward to pick up her glass, her top opened and everything was on show for me briefly. What a turn on! I expressed my admiration for her beautiful long hard nipples and asked if she had any underwear on at all. She said nothing but sat back and lifted her skirt, exposing a gorgeous trimmed pussy – they weren’t tights at all but hold-ups. I had noticed a garden area outside and, as it was a warm night suggested that we take our drinks outside.We found a quiet table away from. She ran her fingers over her panties, undulating to the beat. "Take it off, baby! Pull it down and let's see that cunt!" Cindy obliged us. Hooking the elastic of her thong, she edged it away from her mound, exposing her pubic hair. She pulled the thong down her legs and stepped out, the stiletto of her heel kicking them away. The six of us were drooling with lust. "Am I the only one undressing here?" She batted her eyes at us. Quickly we all removed our clothing, down to our shorts. All of us. ..- Oh yes, you have big boobs, oh sorry, a big problem I mean!She saw I didn't feel comfortable after that but gave me a hot look...I started to grope her big boobs and it felt so good!! She didn't stop me so I took her shirt and her bra off and started to lick those tasty boobs all around...Groping and sucking them was making me so hard and I saw in her eyes that she was loving it too ;) I started to suck her right nipple while still groping the left one...Her face and her shy groanings was.