"Master, it is not for me to be satisfied. It is the Master's wishes which are paramount," came the servile answer."Then advise me on protocol. I have...the young Crown Prince Mustapha, who is now three years old; I have decreed that my half brother, Mahmoud be second in line and he is nearly three; I have two other sons of my own. How many more do I need?" Master, it is as the Master wishes. If he wishes more, then more there shall be. If not, then so be it," replied the Head of Protocol.That. That this was a necrophilia that I was committing. My body didn’t listen. I drove my cock in to her pussy and started ramming her fast and hard. I saw a smile in her lips. She knew what I was doing but I still couldn’t stop. I couldn’t control myself. I was fucking her like I never did before. Strong pushes in to her tight pussy that flooded with juices making my job easier. Then she opened her eyes…She stretched her hands and broke the rope like it was just a small fibre. Then her hands. A reminder Tia was my girlfriend and she had an identical twin sister name Mia. I ended up cheating with Mia on my birthday, thinking she was Tia. The only way that you can tell them apart was Tia had a small black mole near her lip on the left side. This story takes place 3 months after I saw Mia and her friend. See part 2 I’m finally graduating from college. It took me five years, but I’m finally graduating. Tia is in law school and working part time at a law firm. Some. He eased out of the caravan not wanting to know if only his father was still in residence or if he still had company.Prince Mojo was peering out of the half door of the stable watching him approach with keen attention. George could see that he was just aching for some exercise. That silly girl, Josefina, the exercise rider was late this morning. George decided he would ride Prince Mojo to take off the edge before the big race. Josie was a hard working girl but sometimes she liked to party too.