The one thing that surprised Justus a little was when she humped him back, searching for some stimulation for herself. He did his best to press his erect cock against her clit, and was focusing on that when she gnawed on his neck. Something about that was so sensual, and so primal. He licked his chops and stared at her, slowly letting his hands lower against the wall, until he sat her on the ground. Hands free now, he grunted and used one to force his body on top of her and press her down onto the cool marble floor. There was probably a nice bed upstairs, but that was just too far away. His other hand found its way under her toga, and quickly settled on her womanhood, where his thumb began stroking her clit. "Watch what you wish for," he teased, feeling her moisture. "I'm about to stretch you out like never before," he promised.