.His car had pulled into the drive after working the late shift just as I turned on the lamp at my bedside table. The cool sheets gave my bare skin go...sebumps as I slid under the covers. I sat up against the pillows behind me in a reclined position, pulling the covers up to just below my bare breasts. My heart raced as I waited. I grabbed a book from my nightstand and opened it to a random page, my mind too preoccupied to actually read. The bedroom door opened and he came in. I lowered the book. It was just find, feel, fuck and forget. One of my lawn cutting customers had seduced me the summer before last, when I was still in high school, and I had given her such pleasure, since even then my cock was big and revived in minutes after ejaculation, that she told her friends and pretty soon I was bonking a woman a week, sometimes two. And getting paid for it too. That led to me doing some of their relatives and friends, then that led to my reputation preceding me to our community college.. On Christmas day our X-mas tree caught fire and almost everything in the room was ruined. Since our flat was only two rooms, I and my 3 years old brot/her had our beds in there while mom and dad slept in the other room. But by necessity we had to sle/ep in our parents' room for a while during the renovation process. Maybe some months earlier my mother had told me 'approximately' how babies were made when I asked her why girls didn't have penises and some more questions in that direction. I had. “Bet the room service boy had a hard on,” Linda giggled. “Now come on tell me about Jourdan, how big was his cock, is it true what they say about black guys?”“What do you mean?” I asked.“You know, was it?” Linda asked like an excited school girl.”“Hold on a mo, need to ring home, make sure everything is ok with Ross.”……………..My jaw must have dropped when I saw his cock. He must have noticed, but said nothing. It was like a babies arm, and then some. Ten inches, maybe more, and he wasn’t hard.