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Chapter 9 by Murakami Murakami

Foward!

A Field day in Rome - Elder Sages

In the forward rows sat the elders of Rome, behind only those who were to speak. Though old and decrepit, their wisdom was yet valued. The speaker for the wise men motioned to the side, as the crier was still going on, and a row of concubines entered the room discretely, each taking their place before the scholars and pulling out their dicks, as the elders skin seemed to tighten up, gray hair fading to rich black, brown, and blond.

The concubines fell upon the strapping men, swallowing their meat to the root, trying to keep time with the crier as she screamed with the intensity of the captain of the guards' thrusts. The captain fucked the crier hard, knowing that his performance with her would be judged, as she cried out in passion, working herself back at him as best she could with one leg over the captain's shoulders and the other on the crying platform. She was sure to turn so as to give the court the best possible show.

What of the Emperor?

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