Monaco Jet Set Chronicles

Gustave had mixed feelings of lust, from a voyeurs point of view, but also of love, as Valentine was a child he would give his life for, and whose happiness could cause him but a tear in the corner of his eye. How sweet! Ma petite Valentine engaged in sex with a lovely prince... lovely yes, Gustave mentally repeated, quite a hunk of a prince, he had to admit. Underneath his uniform, a stiff virile member to whom females weren't the main attraction suddenly raised itself. Gustave knew he was officially part of the story from now on. and he wondered how he could make most of his participation... if val, his protegee, was to be fuckin a prince, better he make sure it was a good prince. andrea looked nice, but gustave felt he ought to look for the chance to take a closer look. fontvieille changin rooms perhaps... after all gustave also knew how to ride horses... Gustave knew how to ride asses too!! Remember when Val told Andrea than Gustave was gay? =) Well, Gustave ushered Val and Andrea inside the house for some coffee and light breakfast. Soon the whole Pozzo di Borgo family would be down to join them and then get ready for the show at Fontvielle.

Valentine entered the house, her ass sexyly moving, followed by Andrea, who was exhausted yet a happy man. Happier yet, however, was a certain "assrider" Gustave who got to be the last to enter the Villa Pozzo di Borgo, his eyes (unnoticed by the youngsters) glued to the sight of the prince's lovely ass he'd never seen live, but come across in imaginechina.net, a site he loved to look at to get on at it while looking at images of the kids. He knew he couldn't enjoy it as much when he was on duty... or could he?!