and onto my haunches and than my back. He crouched down on the ground between my legs and rolled me up onto my shoulders, with his strong forearms folding my knees into my chest. My butt cheeks were in the air, but my asshole was quickly covered by his short sword. His tongue was flicking and digging at my chute, and one of his hands went to my cock and was stroking it. I could tell that he was in a hurry, trying to make every minute of our short break count.

He stood and then reversed his stance over me, his hands now holding my legs down to my chest, and crouched down again, his hips moving down to my pelvis. I cried out as his long, thick sword was sheathed in my ass canal. He was pushing hard past my sphincter and then plunging down, down into me, as I did all I could to accommodate his insistent, impatient thickness and length and to pull him farther inside me. I arched my back and grabbed for my cock as he jackhammered down into me, with an ever quicker and frenzied beat. My eyes were glued to his undulating ass cheeks, tightening and loosening, and then quivering and twitching as he came inside me and I shot my own load up onto his buttocks and the small of his back.

We held the pose, both panting and moaning for less than a minute before we heard the studio whistle signaling that our short break was over.

“Good timing,” Victor said with a deep laugh as he pulled out of me and toweled himself off with his loin cloth. “Time for the next scene. I see we’re both scheduled for that.”

“Which one is that?” I asked, as I stretched out on the ground, totally satisfied and unable to move for at least another moment or two. “I don’t remember what was scheduled.”

“The orgy scene in the baths,” Victor said with a big grin. “The cameras won’t be able to catch what we’re doing below the surface of the water.”

“Wonderful!” I Exclaimed. Suddenly I found I had enough energy to get on with the next scene.