An hour later, he walked the winding corridors to see his castrato.Franz enter the chambers. Domenico was naked and smoking opium. “Would you like s...me,” the singer inquired.“I think I shall,” replied the Hereditary Prince.After smoking the sedative, Franz hurriedly removed his sleeping gown. He admired Domenico’s feminine curves. “You have such an infantile cock,” he announced. His own member was a thick eight-inches. He flipped the castrato on his stomach and shoved his royal dick. He stood over her and ran his finger up from her wet pussy, up the crack of her butt and along her spine to the base of her neck. Her breasts swung free and he couldn’t resist reaching below her and pinching her nipple. As he did she moaned in anticipation.“You want to be my cock loving slut? I’ll fuck you like a slut from behind,” he said. “Now spread your legs, let me see your wet pussy which will be mine to do with as I please.”Sophie leaned forwards resting her upper body on her breasts and. Even if it was for sure, I'd like to be sure he wants me just like I am before I tell him."Tess was so happy for her friend that she could hardly contain herself. She had met Cord a few times socially before the previous night and she would certainly have gone for him herself. He seemed to be a genuinely good guy, too. "What did your mom say about Cord?" She doesn't know who it is. I only told her I spent the night with a guy." It looks like you're going to dig in for battle this time, huh?". Next, I kicked my shoes off, picked them up, and put them in the cubby with my shirt. Then, I unbuckled my brown leather belt, and pulled down my jeans, revealing my ninja turtles boxers. I grabbed the elastic waistband on my boxers, and pulled them down to my socks. My flaccid penis dangled in front of my loose testicles. The head of my penis was cherry red. Orange pubic hairs matched the color of the hair on my head. As I pulled my boxers off of my ankles, I took off my socks. I wadded them.