suggestions for stories constructive criticism are always welcome. IF she looked any worser for it, it seemed to be her concern alone, for neither man nor woman seemed to be interested in anything except using her body in every way possible. She began to undo the numerous laces and buttons which held Lucrezia’s costly attire together, wondering how much of Roma’s revenue went into making them. Lucrezia’s mouth, having served three men that day (Cesare included) now opened in a scream that rent the late afternoon air like a siren, her bloodshot eyes widening to complement her facial muscles in an expression of pure horror. But the pace was too slow for Caterina, who was becoming jealous of Lucrezia’s skills, decided to force the pace. Realizing what was happening, she let go, screaming in pleasure into the orange sky as she too came on his cock. Yet he could not hold much longer, she was too good for that.
