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Monaco Jet Set Chronicles	By : eternalmuse Category: Individual Celebrities > Charlotte Casiraghi (Charlotte of Monaco) > Charlotte Casiraghi (Charlotte of Monaco) Views: 1910 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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On the bed, meanwhile, Andrea's hands fearfully wandered around Charlotte's back as she sat on his lap facing him. She sensed his fears and thought she had to say something "Andrea, Mon Andrea, could it be otherwise?" "Je ne sais pas... it seems so wrong yet so inevitable" he couldn't help staring at parts of her... her lips, her eyes, her breasts - shiny with sweat and nipples hard enough to pierce his chest - her lovely tummy and the place where brown hair started paving the road for her most intimate and tasty resort. "We're not doing anything, on s'aime come frère et soeur!" her tighter hug now was enough to shut him up. He sat silent until a moan/scream of two voices in unison came from the floor and Charlotte, though staying where she was, turned her head to look.
Valentine had thrust Pierre over and was now riding his cock. Pierre lay down, and Valentine's vagina smoothly - with growing speed - impaled itself on his cock, which Andrea could well see was going to be a competitor soon, so much it had been magnified! The vision was so lusty, Val's face was transfigurated from the effort (her ass had been given quite a blow just before!). Andrea's face sunk into Charlotte's neck kissing it.
"AAAH Pierrot.... meillieur que tous mes chevaux... I know I'm winning the jumping this time AAAAAAAH oh yes; I'm the one dominating my brat now! Keep it up lad!" openly shouted Valentine, her torso starting to curve so that from classic riding she moved into a position in which she still rode, yes, but held to the horse's head, as in a horserace. Which indeed it was starting to be, as her up-and- down movements over Pierre's skinny body were faster than Coulthard's laps in the Grand Prix now. Suddenly, he exploded
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHVVVVVAAAAALLLLEEEEEEENNNNTTTTTTTIIIIIIINNNNNN NNEEEEEEEEEEEE!MOOOOOOOONAAAAAAAMOOOOOOOURRRR!PUUUUUUUTAAAAAAINNNNN!"
and the last Andrea saw was a glimpse of white paste spurting from Pierre's penis. He than lay back, physically and mentally exhausted. His hands didn't leave Char's buttocks, so she accompanied his movement and lay on top of him. As he felt her two pussylips part and embrace his swollen manhood - no movement, just natural aterrisage as she rested on top of him -, Andrea cupped his sister's ass, pressed her further down (closer to him that is) and accepted her embrace, he kiss, her womanly love.
Char was hot as hell over her bros body, feeling her labia opening a bit just to embrace Andy’s throbbing cock, which was not inside her or fucking her, just in close contact. She felt weird yet good. Their pubes were difficult to tell apart
Valentine was so excited at the premiere shed been soin on Pierre that she got up - careless to clean herself - and came to the bed "oh my princes... together hey? See what I done to Pierrot?"
"Yes", said Charlotte. "Look what you also did to us." "God Val... what sexual power you have" sighed Andrea "it transcend the very person you’re fucking and kinda spreads thru the room" Char and Andrea didn’t move much during this conversation, only recovering themselves to the original position in which she sat on his lap facing him and he sat on the edge of the bed, him holding her back.
"YOU BET" said Pierre who only then could build himself up from the floor. His limp cock was swollen from the effort, his balls red with inflammation. He was stunned at what he saw over the bed and felt he couldn’t miss it. "WOW! Couldn’t hold yourselves, couldya?"
Valentine watched him place himself behind Charlotte. His cock went straight up again but he held it, as he didn’t want it poking in his sister’s ass - just cause it was his sister of course. Instead he pushed it so it would go under her legs and not penetrate her. Incidentally, it met Andrea’s, as the elder bro had done the same precaution. Both were astonished and emitted some kind of should which char and Val didn’t understand.
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