Urge the Optio on.

"Optio Felix!" you call. He looks over to you, startled and slightly embarrassed. He can't be much older than you are now. You smile reassuringly.

"Polyxena is quite skilled and, I have no doubt, eager to thank all the officers who keep her home safe."

The optio breaks into a wide grin and steps forward, stripping off his apron to free his surprisingly massive cock. The centurion pulls out of Polyxena's mouth with a groan (and a breath-catching gasp from Polyxena). "Indeed, it's good for officers to share the spoils of war with their juniors," he says with a chuckle, rubbing his still-hard prick. "But the juniors generally get the lesser shares...if I may, Lord Gaius?"

You nod, grinning. Filotus lies on the floor and pulls Polyxena forward, over him. He positions his cock at the entrance to her pussy and slowly pulls her down on to him - Polyxena closes her eyes and lets out a stifled groan as she stretches to accommodate his girth. The centurion grins and reaches up, tweaking her nipples, as she slowly takes him in to the hilt. "Go on, you Greek slut. Show me how you can ride."

Polyxena leans forward, bracing her hands on the centurion's shoulders, and begins to work her hips up and down, skillfully riding his cock. You nod at the junior officer. "Get in there, optio. Carpe diem, as they say."

Felix smiles gratefully at you and steps forward. Polyxena obediently opens her mouth and leans forward to swallow him, still riding the centurion. Felix groans, "Sweet Jupiter!" and the centurion laughs.

"That's right, lad. The spoils of war are good indeed. Now, you'll have to take charge up there, as I'm enjoying letting the bitch lead below."

The optio wastes no time heeding his commander - while Polyxena focuses her energy on riding Filotus, he seizes her head between his hands and begins vigorously fucking her mouth, doubling the wet slurping sounds coming from her pussy. As you watch the **** get double-teamed, her ass bouncing up and down over Filotus, temptation strikes.