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Deciding this is too good an opportunity to pass up, you stride over to the group. "Mind if I borrow her for a moment, Optio?" you ask. The other man obligingly steps back, and you pull Polyxena's head over to your crotch, tossing your toga back to free your stiffening cock. "Get it nice and wet, now," you warn her. "You'll want it that way."

Her eyes widen slightly at the implications of that, and she begins to suck and lick your prick fervently. You enjoy the sensation for a few moments, then pull free of her slobbering mouth to move behind her. The centurion grins as he realizes what you're about and grabs your ****'s ass with his hands, pulling her cheeks apart for you. You spit on your cock for good measure and slowly press into Polyxena's tight ass.

Polyxena's breathing starts to come quickly as you work way in. "D-dominus, I-oooooomph!" She's cut off as Optio Felix, grinning, pulls her head back to him and thrusts into her mouth. You take your time to work your cock fully into her as the grinning centurion begins to pump away beneath you. It's an amazing feeling - you'd swear you can feel the centurion moving in her through her flesh - and Polyxena's eyes are practically rolling back in her head. Once you're seated up to the hilt, with Polyxena moaning and writhing as she slobbers on the Optio's cock, you begin to pump in an out, matching your strokes to counter the rhythm of the centurion. For several minutes, the only sounds in the tent are Polyxena's muffled groans, the slapping of flesh, and the three men's delighted groans as you triple-team the Greek ****.

The optio is the first to finish, pulling out of her mouth and exploding on her face as Polyxena gasps for air. You follow suit out of courtesy to the centurion, pulling yourself free from her now-gaping ass and striding over to hold her hair while you jack off onto her face. "Best not get any of that on me, boy," the centurion grunts at you as you explode, mingling your spunk with Felix's as Polyxena gazes up at you, eyes wide and nearly vacant, mouth panting. With a groan, he himself cums, slamming his hips into her and pumping his seed into her snatch. When he's done he lies back for a second, then roughly shoves Polyxena off of him. She falls to one side, chest still heaving, cum dripping down her face as she recovers from the ordeal.

"FUCK! That was good. Been too long since I truly took a woman," Filotus says, standing and readjusting his garments. "I must admit, boy, you drive a hard bargain..." he nudges Polyxena's shuddering form with one foot. "...and your ****'s cunt is tight enough to loosen Pluto's lips. All right - I'll tell you what I can."

He crosses over to his desk and sits down again, as you and Optio Felix adjust your clothes. "The bandits are led by a woman, of all things - an ex-**** named Aloysia. I've never met her, but I've encountered her agents once or twice. They've offered...persuasive reasons for me not to investigate their activity too closely."

Your blood boils slightly at the implication of bribery, and Filotus, clearly seeing this, holds up his hand. "Now, don't you dare tell me my duty, Lentillus. I've been doing my work quietly, in the background, ever since. I can tell you three things about these bandits for certain, and it's all important strategic information. First: there are about two dozen of them. A decent ****, and well-equipped, but a small one. Second: they're lairing in the hills southwest of here, an area that's too rocky for anyone to farm efficiently. We haven't located their exact hideout, but we know that's where they are. Third: though they must be selling some of the goods they're getting, they need most of what they raid to keep them and their horses in fodder. Take away that, and you'll have dealt a serious blow to them."

You nod, slowly. "Well. Then it shouldn't be too hard to move against them soon, if I can find out anything further about them." You stand. "And you?" you demand. "Will you join us, if I do?"

Filotus chuckles. "You're a brash youth with fire in your belly, Lentillus. The wise soldier doesn't make a move until he's certain of overwhelming victory. But -" he looks up at you with a smirk, "yes, if you gather a **** to make a move against them - and can determine where their hideout is - you will have the backing of the Legion. We'll crush this She-Wolf and bring her back to Rome in chains."

You nod. "Thanks for that much, at least." You bend down and help Polyxena clamber to her feet, still covered in your mingled spunk. "We'll be on our way."