Start with the brunette

Even if someone is in the cabinet there is no place for them to run, and you are going to explode if you don't find somewhere wet and tight to quench the fire in your cock. Both of the slaves on the bed are finer than any of your lovers from home. With their soft skin barely covered in silk and lace, the clean fragrant hair, and perfect white teeth these women were like the high priced courtesans that you see in the courtyards of the Street of Dreams. Either of these two slaves could easily get a job at the best of the houses, and if they did it would take several months salary for you to have either. Now they both are lying waiting to see how they can please you.

"Come here." You tell the tall brunette as you drop your girdle and loin cloth. The woman turns her body on the bed. Here face is just the right height to swallow your manhood as you stand by the bed. One of her hands wrap around your thick shaft, and the other slides to cup your sac.

"You," you tell the blonde "unbraid that beautiful hair." The girl nods and starts to work on the brunette's long braid as you savor the feeling of her mouth on your throbbing cock.

"Oh yeah." Damn that felt good, this woman knew her way around a cock. Or maybe any woman would feel good by now. Ever since you broke through the feeble defense into the city you have been constantly distracted by the thought of plunging into a city woman the way the armies of Helopolis plunged into the **** city. If you had been thinking clearly you could have avoided the whole scene in the garden. It was hot watching those two noblewomen getting filled by the men. As you remember the sight of the lady being shafted from both ends at the same time your cock twitches one final time and you dump your load down her throat.

That was quick. The blonde **** still had several inches of the braid to untie. The **** lying with your cock in her mouth finished swallowing the last of your cum, but still strokes your balls gently and is swirling her tongue around your head. Her hair is soon completely spread out over her back. It is long, thick and straight, the petite **** combs through it gently with her fingers as she looked demurely up at your face. Reluctantly you pull your hardening dick out of her mouth and sit the woman up. Cupping her chin with your hand you tilt her head so her eyes meet yours.

“Wow! you're good,” you tell her “very good.” Pulling a handful of hair from her back you draped it over her left shoulder the hair completely covered her breast and about six inches rested on her thigh. “What are your names?” you ask as you play with her hair.

“I’m Dysus, this is Europa.” The women seemed to be more comfortable now that they were in more familiar roles. Europa continues to stoke Dysus’ hair as she is speaking and you suspect these two have some kind of relationship.

“Well Dysus, I think you did such a good job blowing me, that you should have a reward.” Both girls look at you expectantly. “Sit back against the door, and spread your legs.” You tell her “and you” you say to Europa, “I want you to use your clever mouth to lick her while I watch.” Judging by the easy way the tiny blond slides between the long legs of Dysus you are pretty sure she has been there before.

As her tongue lashes at the girl's slit, you see the Europa’s ass wiggle on the bed. You think you are ready to have a little of her sweet butt. Sliding your fingers up and down the crack between her cheeks your fingers run over both her tight bud and her damp slit. The blonde moans with pleasure as your fingers probe her tight holes. And as you climb onto the bed behind her Dysus says:

“Yes! Fuck my little bitch. Fuck her while she sucks me.” Her hips are moving now with a steady rhythm “Stick that cock into her tiny …”