Lost in Roman times pt-3 - Sex Stories

Lost in Roman times pt-3

... Canthara's eyes to resemble dinner plates as my cock punched right through her cervix and into her womb, the pain and pleasure of the intrusion forced her into a toe-curling orgasm, her already tight pussy now felt like it was crushing my dick as her orgasm ripped through her. Placing Canthara's legs on my shoulders I grabbed a hold of her huge brown tits and started brutally pounding the cock stuffed beauty underneath me into the soft bed in earnest. I knew I wouldn't last much longer buried in her like this, so i didn't hold back, thrusting at speeds that left my hips nearly a blur. After nearly twenty minutes of fucking, Canthara's wide-eyed panting face changed into that of a fucked stupid bitch, glazed eyes rolled into the back of her skull as her tongue hung out of her wide open mouth.It seemed she had never been fucked so thoroughly. Her demeanour only made me Fuck her more.She was used to being fucked.But i wasn't fucking her. I was breeding this slut. I was only able to last a little bit longer, she was just too tight for me to keep on going. Still pounding down into her, I groaned loudly and dropped what felt like the biggest load of cum I'd ever released in my life, which it probably was, by a long shot, into Canthara's fertile womb. "Fill me up, master! Cum inside me! Come on, breed me! Cum in my pussy and knock me up!" She kept yelling as she felt my cum in pussy. The cum that wasn't able to fit in her now filled-to-absolute-capacity womb gushed out her ...

... stretched pussy lips to flow down the crack of her sweet ass onto the soft silk bedsheets. After roughly four and a half minutes I withdrew my still hard prick and fired a few more shots onto her beautiful face, tits and hair as she slipped into an exhausted sleep, her fingers working softly in and out of her impregnated pussy. ###################################### Days passed in relative peace as I continued to wait for news of Glaber's campaign, though word had reached that he had gotten the help of the Thracians. Not long now and events could begin. I sat at my desk, drinking some wine as I looked at my latest capital figures (at the rate of how much money I was getting per day I should've left my money to orphanages across the world). Artemisia was sitting a few feet away (She looked exactly like Eva green, sparing her eyes, which were blue. She was still as hot as Fuck, though thrice as deadly) with two brothel ladies/Assassins. My private, secret bodyguard. Nobody would be expecting a three beautiful women to be able to fight after all. Though Artemisia's gazing up and down my body after if unclothing me was getting really serious. "Dominus." A servant had come running breathless into the room to report. "Word from Thrace. Claudius Glaber has been recalled from his campaign....." "Well here we go". I thought as I smiled slightly. Only there was more. "Also, the mercenaries you loaned your ships to have returned. A great crowd has come to see them at the docks. They come with ...