<div align="center"><em><strong>Ryann, baths with Ammon~</strong></em></div><br/>The sounds of Ryann's low moans and heavy breathing were bouncing off the stone walls of the baths, mingling with the gentle lapping of water. The slap that was gifted her firm ass was followed by a deeper moan of desire, and as she felt Ammon rise up behind her, her head would shift to gaze over her shoulder at him with heated emerald eyes. The probing of his now spit-slick head teasing at the entrance of eager nether lips simply caused her legs to widen more, her ass to raise for him, accepting him readily. Yet he was indeed being agonizingly slow. There was pain, just a bit at the moment as he worked to stretch her open to get within her..<br/><br/>...she needed him all, now..<br/><br/>As his chin met her shoulder, her face turned to to meet his her lips grazing his ear to purr a shuddering demand.<br/><br/>“ I thought you said you wouldn't be gentle Gladiator. I give you my maidenhead...I expect you to TAKE it...!”