<strong><sup>Cappius – Favoured Slave</sup></strong><br/><br/>"I love your pussy more, sweet Venus," Cappius whispered to Juliana, “And I hope that you will enjoy as much as I will."  He relished the thoughts of her tight anus around his six inches of girth. His fingers slipping in and out of her wetness, then up through the labia to tickle her erect clit. He looked at Juliana with aroused,  hazy eyes, as if he had been drugged. He brought more wetness from her vestibule to her porta, pushing it in with his fingers. He worked that hole, stretching it, preparing her, he just hoped she could take it. Then he used his hand to lift her beautiful butt to the perfect height, and her hole was the perfect target for his cock.  Then he shoved himself into her sopping pussy, holding still for a moment before pulling out, found the nether hole with the head of his glistening cock and pushed, not stopping until the crown of his phallus had pushed inside.  Then he paused for a moment, letting her adjust to his rock hard erection before he gently rocked all nine inches in.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong><sup>Titus Arilla – Ludus Affiliated</sup></strong><br/><br/>The smell of coitus and arousal, all over the place. Titus watches the Beast of Delcu and appreciate his well crafted tattoos. Familiar with Bithynia and the neighboring Thracian tribes, and Titus appreciates their kinds. He looks at the famous scarlet woman, as she converse with the Phonecian, and he briefly remembers how it felt to lay a woman like her. He snarls, a bad habit that makes romans think of him as a gaul, or worse. He then looked at Cappius, a harlot in a class of his own. Titus felt bad for him, for he knew that it was his actions so long ago, that had brought him here. He shifted position again, before he moved along the wall towards the Queen of the underworld, and placed himself closer, making himself known, but clearly left it up to her to make a move for contact, after all, Valeria seemed occupied at the moment and he didn't wish to disturb.