An opportunity that King Dresden took away from the people. No wonder none of the Lords trusted him, a mere boy and the son of the man who killed their old King in battle. Edward Darcy was a bad man. The other Lords knew that he was violent and unpredictable, but at home it was even worst. His father was a warrior, and prized combat skill above all else. And that was why Jude was and has always been his biggest and greatest shame. Jude had never been athletic growing up. He was thin and frail, and had problems with his health from the very moment he was born. His father often beat him because of this, but he also took his frustrations out on Jude’s poor mother, the Lord’s wife. He used to physically and verbally abuse her, and often slept around with all the different courtiers in the castle openly and without shame. In fact, word of Edward Darcy’s skill and prowess in bed became so widespread that many females would come to their court and do their best to impress Jude’s father, all so that they might have a chance to sleep with him. In the end, Jude’s mother could take no more, and she left. But, even with all the terrible things Edward Darcy used to do, Jude had still loved his father very much, and tried his best to make him proud. And when the riders came in the dead of night with news that his father had been slain in battle by King Dresden himself, avenging the previous King, Jude Darcy had spent the entire night crying, unable to sleep even a wink. Since then, it had been a constant spiral downward, and the only time that Jude felt even slightly hopeful was today when he received the new page boy. Cameron would be the first attendant the young Lord Darcy would have besides Cleric Horan, and they both were the same age as one another. Jude had also never really had friends his age, and so he hoped that the both of them could become good friends. A knock at the door interrupted his tatoo riding thoughts. “Excuse me, Lord Darcy?” A sweet voice came as the door opened. It was Mathilda, a young servant girl and one of the new courtiers. “I came to bring you some refreshments, just in case you were feeling thirsty.” “Mathilda, it’s almost Teen bedtime.” Jude said. This was odd, Mathilda had only been given the duties to attend to his personal chambers this morning, since the big tits old servant lady needed to return home to tend to her dying father. And Jude never once remembered being offered water to drink before bed. But Mathilda continued to stand at the door and gave him a cute smile. “What, afraid you’ll wet your bed at night? Come on, Lord Darcy, you’re not a child anymore.” A playful look came across her face. “In fact, you’re growing up to be quite the young man, just like your father. Mandi and Pete are so clearly as one. I beamed at my supporters. Her faced tatoo was beet red and her legs began to shake. Celine's hand came up to her face and her eyes widened in surprise as she turned around to stare at the smaller girl. Good, after he had her completely healed she was going to beat the shit out of his gorgeous, solid body. Who knows what I did to cause that he thought, probably nothing, his shuffling also set off the one at his shoulder who sprayed him in the face. He withdrew from the mouth and got down on the floor between the stockinged legs. I grabbed her by the hand and led her in the house. “I’ve riding been told that I’m a bit overdramatic.” Back home in Rainier, Washington, my husband had deflowered them both tonight. He slapped her across the side of the face and she big tits Teen went limp and stopped screaming.
You replace the billfold in the purse and place both in a plastic bag. Grasping the lovely soccer mom under her armpits; you transfer her fresh corpse from the gurney to the stainless steel table. You look at her more closely and the only visible trauma is to the left side of her head; a small stream of congealed blood from her left nostril, left ear and the left side of her mouth. You remove her jewelry; first the small pierced earrings, then her pendant necklace and you lift her cold hand and remove her watch and rings; placing all of them in a plastic bag. You grasp each stocking clad foot and remove her hi heels and place each open shoe to your nostrils and inhale the aroma combination of her shoes, stockings and feet. Your manhood is getting harder by the minute. Placing the shoes in a plastic bag; you lift her tight sweater and then the black camisole underneath ;pull them up until her breasts clad in a lacey black bra are exposed. Grabbing her hands; you sit her up and pull the sweater and camisole off over her head and reach behind and unsnap the bra before lowering her back on the table. Grabbing the straps; you pull the bra off her breasts and arms and lay it aside. There before you is one of the most magnificent sets of tits you've ever seen; not huge but incredibly firm and sticking straight up. Your gloved hands tatoo Teen reach out and grab them and give them a gentle squeeze that sends a shudder of pleasure through you body. You big tits feel a drop of precum leaking from you long hard dick. You pry you hands away and unsnap and unzip her miniskirt and pull it and her black halfslip down over her shapely hips and off over her feet. You grow more excited by the minute. This beautiful corpse is now clad in only her black lace french cut panties and lace topped thigh high stockings. Your fingers grasp the hem of her panties and pull them down off her hips, legs and feet. You place them to your nose and inhale the heavenly aroma of her crotch. This make you want to smell the real things so you spread her long lovely legs apart to have a better look and you crawl up between them from the foot end of the table. You are now staring at the fully open outer pussy lips and partially open inner lips with a patch of well manicured brown pubic hair above her slit. The sexy aroma of her pussy is driving you wild. You want to have her so bad. You haven't had any pussy, a live or dead, in a while. You wonder when was the last time her husband fucked this beautuful lady. So why shouldn't you have her? She's not going to refuse and dead women tell no tales. Your lust wins out. You decide that you want to fuck her with her hi heels on and so you retrieve them and place them on her stocking clad feet. You lock the door entering the morgue and scoop riding the dark haired beauty in your arms and carry her corpse to a small room in the corner with a bed in it. You place her gently on the bed arranging her arms to her side and spreading her shapely tanned legs and thighs apart. You remove your gloves and lab coat and all the rest of your clothes and shoes wind up in a pile in the floor so you are now standing there completely naked with a long hard throbbing penis. Your fingers open the eyelids of your soon-to-be necrolover and you observe her beautiful dark brown glassy eyes staring straight out into space. The two French sisters stood either side of the bloodied altar, arms akimbo and heads held high so that their throats were exposed beneath their grotesque masks. Grace laughed. I tried to act calm and nonchalant but I could feel my face and neck getting hot, I was shivering. Her crying soon stopped and was replaced my sensual moaning, filling the air with musical delight and sweet tropical juice. I own this club and big tits abuse is not permitted in here. Nice. I started Teen to come out of my sleep and then I discovered that I was handcuffed to the bed, I felt scared as I was once again trapped and very vulnerable. “Sorry guys, you weren’t meant to see those, but that was while I was on holiday, You know, ‘what happens in Ibiza stays in Ibiza’, holiday madness, letting your hair down.” she told me she want to meet mark again for sex. It was in the middle of the night. The casualness of being fucked in the ass without any preparation or permission by my Daddy was overwhelming for me. I was slowly getting used tatoo to having my cunt penetrated whenever he wanted but having him take my ass like this was riding a shock. “I am!” she moaned. That’s simple.<
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