Carefully leaning over Fanny, she gave me another kiss, soft and loving, a kiss goodnight. Nothing needed to be verbalized. Relaxing against Fanny, sh... soon slept as did I.Waking to the dark amber eyes of Clara delighted both of us. "Hey," she whispered. Before answering her, she kissed me ignoring morning breath. "Thank you for last night. It was incredible. I love you Joseph Solomon." I love you Clara Disalvo." I see Molly joined us. I'm glad." Me too," I smiled."Your turn," she smiled back. She was pretty but looked tired. The waiter arrived with my martini. I turned to the woman and said, "You look like you could use a drink. Can I buy you something?" "Oh yes! That would be very kind of you," she said with an accent that I couldn't quite place. "Where are you from?" I asked with my curiosity getting the best of me. "Vegas. Well that's were I've been for a couple of years. How about you?" " Chicago," I said, "but I'm thinking of relocating. By the way, my name is Maurice. She apologized to the Prince while insisting she must go. He tried to persuade her to stay, offering to introduce her to the royals but to no avail. She broke away and rushed through the crowded ballroom. She did not want to be seen in this company, at this place, in her tattered clothes, with her aura of beauty stripped away. She thought they would all laugh at her.She rushed down the palace steps, fending her way through an endless sea of wine-sipping poshies. She saw the great. My hands would never be in control of themselves. They would move all around her, examining and feeling her incredible body. One would usually be on her ass, squeezing it and playing with the underwear that could be felt from over her tight jeans. The other would normally be around her breasts, covering them with the palm and squeezing them or simply tracing them playfully. I couldn't help it.My libido was in the clouds, my twenty-one centimeter cock would be rock solid while I felt her up, my.