You like that idea.

"I think that is a good idea," you tell her simply.

All at once, you feel her pussy clamp tightly upon your shaft. You then watch as her jaw and both eyes simultaneously open wide, as though she was surprised by your statement.

"Really?!" she asks.

"Oh, Yes," you answer firmly imagining how fine it would be to take the Lady of the house while this horny young nymph urges you on.

"But...," Adriana says. "What if she resists?!"

"She has ****." You feel her wiggle of excitement when she hears the straightforward reply. "She's not a fine Lady of Athenapolis any more," the pace and **** of your fucking is increasing as you contemplate what the buxom Sophia would feel like as you pounded her like this "she is just another female serving the men of her city's conquerors. I'll hold her down and fuck her sweet cunt until she squirms and whimpers under my hips begging for more." A gasp of pleasure and a sudden flooding of hot juices in Adriana's tight passage suggests that the idea of you forcing yourself on her mother excites her. "Then once I've taken what I want from her I'll give her a choice. If she doesn't want to be with me, I'll drag her ass down to my men in the banquet hall."

"Like Nicia and Antonia!" Adriana exclaims with wild eyes as the pace of her gyrations on your cock increase. "That's so hot!"

"You think so?" You ask in surprise; even after what she told you of her hidden desires, you still are surprised by how eagerly this young woman has embraced her new status. "Maybe I should chain YOUR ankle to one of the heavy benches down there so my men can sample this sweet flesh." The quickening of her breathing and the way her eyes widen suggests she might like being passed about by the rough soldiers in your command. She rocks her hips faster in excitement and you can feel your own response to the repeated rise-and-fall of her firm body. You let her fuck herself like this on your spear only briefly, however, before you stop her, pulling out of her tight passage with a grunt.

"What?!" She asks you clearly confused by your actions.

"Do you want me to fuck you, or your mother?" You ask her with a grin, "because I can't go spewing my seed too many more times tonight."

"Well..." she smiles back shyly rocking her pelvis boldly "... she can wait a little longer."

She feels so good wiggling on your lap that you are inclined to agree with her assessment of the situation, but the temptation of her mother in the room down the hall is a strong argument against.