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Royal hunk just can’t seem to get enough. And I want to please the Prince to his heart’s desire.
     
    “Where is my phone?” the Prince asks as he steps out of the jacuzzi. I turn around and stare at his cute ass just dripping in water. This is so much fun! I climb out and follow the Prince into the bedroom. He picks up the phone and says to the person on the other side of the line, “I would like you to bring up a bottle of your finest white wine.”
    Oh fuck! He’s calling for room service. If someone from the hotel comes up here, they could see me. I just realize that the Prince and myself are naked. I wait until Prince Julian hangs up. Then I nervously say, “Your Highness. I have to hide when room service arrives.”
     
    The Prince looks at me oddly and then he smiles. “Oh yes, that would be awkward. Well, you could just remain in the bedroom while I answer the door at the entryway.”
     
    “Thank you, Your Highness.”
     
    “Really, you could call me Prince Julian,” the royal insists.
     
    “Thanks, Prince Julian.”
     
    We lie in bed and touch each other’s bodies as we wait for the wine to come. When there is a knock at the front door, I nervously hop out of the bed and begin to run into the closet. Prince Julian laughs and says, “Trust me. You’ll be fine in the bedroom with the door closed.”
     
    The Prince puts on a robe and leaves the bedroom. I nervously put on a robe and stand next to the closed door. Boy, this is so awkward and strange and wonderful. I am not only fucking the Prince of Mondorra, I am doing it at my place of employment. Wow! How the fuck am I going to kept this from the rest of the employees?
     
    The Prince enters the bedroom with a bottle of white wine, a bucket of ice and a couple of glasses. He suggests that we enjoy our drinks out on the balcony. Who am I to disagree?
     
    At first, we enjoy our wine in separate chairs. It’s not too long before I snuggle into Prince Julian’s arms as we continue to get a nice wine buzz going. The Prince reaches into my robe and begins to play with my breasts. I slowly take my hand and push it down between Prince Julian’s legs.
     
    Within seconds, the robes come off. We start to make-out on the balcony. The Prince begins to rub me between the legs. I kiss his neck and licks his nipples. We are beyond horny. The Prince and I have turned into full-fledged sex animals!
     
    “I need to fuck you again,” the Prince says as he bends me over the balcony railing. I feel him enter me from behind. He begins to fuck me nice and hard. I look out over the palm trees of the Beverly Wilshire Hotel. Above me a full moon lights up the balcony. I wonder if anyone can see me? At this point, I couldn’t care less!
     
    “Yeah! Yeah!” I moan as the Prince makes me cum for the second time in under an hour. We fall to the balcony floor. Sweat covers our bodies as we giggle and kiss. For the first time, I see the Prince as an equal. We both share the same title - lovers. The Prince and I lie on our backs and stare at the moon.
     
    “This is comfortable,” the Prince says.
     
    “I like looking at the sky at night.”
     
    “I think I will fall asleep right here.”
     
    I laugh. “You have the most opulent suite in the entire city and you would prefer to sleep on the balcony?”
     
    “Why not?” Prince Julian says. “I think I may move my bed to the balcony when I return to my Palace.”
     
    Prince Julian and myself enjoy the hazy Southern California evening. Prince Julian’s promise to sleep under the stars doesn’t last however.
     
    “I think I’m going to go to bed. I prefer a fine mattress to a balcony floor,” the Prince says. Now, this is the awkward part. Do I stay with him? Should I leave? I would love nothing more than to spend more time with the Prince. However, I don’t know how to handle this situation.
     
    I lie on my back for a few minutes. Then I hear the Prince call out, “Amy, I think you’ll enjoy the bed