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Adriana climbs from the couch and moves to your side. She smacks Pelagia's upraised cheek with her hand and the brunette cries out in response to the sudden pain. Adriana lets her hand slide to your cock circling it with her elegant fingers even as you slide slowly in and out of Pelagia's slick pussy.

“You are as wealthy as a lord; start acting like one.” Her grip on your cock tightens and she pulls you the rest of the way out of the Pelagia who whimpers as you leave her. “Take what you want, my lord” Whispers Adriana in your ear as she turns you towards Cassiopeia, “Marcos can finish this one off.” Indeed even as you are being pushed away from one sister towards the other you see Marcos stepping up behind Pelagia with his organ gripped in his hand. Sensing your hesitation Adriana presses herself against you and uses one final argument.

“Look at her Captain. She deserves to have her first experience with a man be with someone like you, not some sadist who wants to hear her scream in pain as he violates her.” You are now only a few paces from Cassiopeia who is staring in disbelief at the length and thickness of your jutting spear. “Go on, Captain.” She urges “You know you want her, make her cry out like I did - with pleasure, not with pain.” As she steps away leaving you facing the young woman you hear her say something to Marcos and Antonios that makes both men roar with laughter. No doubt making fun of your **** to plunder this beauty, but you no longer care about anything other than the woman whose gaze has lifted to meet yours. Her blue eyes were as clear and deep as the Southern Sea and meet yours steadily.

“Do you find me pleasing?” Her voice has the slightest tremble of nervousness that makes it sound even sweeter to your ears.

“Oh yes, you could be Aphrodite herself come to tempt me.” Behind you the sounds of the two twins serving Marcos and Antonios seems to fade into the distance as you catch her hand in yours and lift her into your arms. Crushing her soft breasts to your chest your lips claim hers with a renewed passion. She moans as your tongue slips between her teeth and explores the warmth and softness beyond, she offers no resistance but neither does she return your kiss. She might be less hesitant if she did not have a roomful of witnesses to her opening.

“Come.” You urge “A woman’s first time should be on a private bed, not bent over a couch like some pleasure ****.” You see a flash of relief cross her eyes as you pull her towards the staircase leading to the rooms below. Perhaps it is merely that you were thinking of her needs more than relief at not having to have her sisters see her taken by a man, or maybe it was the presence of your two men that was inhibiting her response.

“Which room has the best bed?” You ask as you lead her down the steps.