The ride had been long and Oroboros instinctively headed for the stables. As they came into view, Prince Daniel noted the newly thatched barn and tack... the earthy smell of fresh hay and the pristine stalls, all courtesy of Sir John’s supervision. Stopping in front of Oroboros’ stall, the Prince dismounted, unsaddled and guided him inside. Two large, leather buckets of water hung there…one for drinking…the other containing a brush for cooling down the horse. While Oroboros drank, the Prince. I was one of the few people who knew and interacted with both groups, both local and summer people, moving easily between the two solitudes. My family had been here for generations, my island house sat on a land grant issued to the Von Scouries' more than two hundred and ninety years ago. Every local knew my family, our history, and even though I now spent nine months a year on the mainland, they all regarded me as one of them.My name is James Roderick Von Scourie and I had been born here. She speaks more Arabic than I do.” I said.Havildar Chackrabhatti had been standing at the entrance to the company office during all this time, and LePater sent him to get Mimi.I turned and faced Masters. “I am placing you under close arrest, and will take you to Palakkad Fort to stand trial for gross dereliction of duty and suspected collaboration with Thugs.”Masters flew into a rage.“LePater, tell this buffoon who I am, and who my father is!”Lieutenant Lepater made the overdue. I want you. I NEED you." She turned around to face me, and leaned in to kiss me. She shoved her tounge down my throat to prevent me from replying. Her hands softly glided across my chest and stomach, grabbing my cock and rubbing it back to life. Within seconds, I had a raging hard on. She guided my cock into her pussy and slowly moved forward. I gasped as I lost my virginity to my sister. I was so turned on that I didn't care that my mother was just feet away from this scene. My sister threw.