Cunt

"Stick that cock in her tiny cunt." The blonde's legs are spread wide as she straddles the other **** and her cunt is an easy target. Your cock looks even bigger than usual next to the girl's pettite frame. She is tiny, not even close to five feet tall, well under 100 pounds and when you place your hands on her waist your fingers completly encircle her. Will she be too small for your cock?

She is so wet from licking Dysus that your head has no trouble finding her opening and slipping in. As you start to probe deeper you become aware of her tightness. The **** is rocking back against you driving herself onto your thick shaft but each thrust only drives your cock a little further into the woman.

"Oh goddess!" moans the **** "I can't believe how much you fill me!" Anything else she may have said is muffled because the tall brunette has pulled her buck between her legs and is holding her face against her muff as she grinds her cunt against her.

"Go ahead my lord." Says the brunette "Stuff that cock into her and fill her cunt completely. She's forgotten what it's like to have a real man fuck her." It does feel incredibly good. If you hadn't just dumped a huge load of cum down this brunette's throat you would have exploded well before you were even all the way imbeded in this tight cunt. As it is, when you feel the tip of your cock bumping against the girls cervix you can't hold back the rush of excitement. Wave after wave of pleasure sweep through your body as you collapse against her back.

A minute or two later when you come to your senses you remember there may well be a man hiding in the closet. You pick up your gladius and completely naked except for your greaves and sandals you fling open the door. Inside is a woman crouching at the bottom of the cabinet. As you start to reach for her she rolls out onto the floor where she lays immobile. Her skin is tinted blue and her eyes are blank. The woman is dead at your feet, a empty vile clutched in her hand the likely cause.

Before you can even check the woman's pulse for any sign of life there is a loud knock on the door.

"Captain! Are you in here? We have a problem!"