Long, thickbrunette hair framed her lovely face and spilled acrossher shoulders and onto the front of her white hotelbathrobe. I realized that she had...a perfect view of mynaked body, and I gave some thought to quickly coveringup my crotch. Instead, I gave her my most winningsmile. What the hell: this was Italy, after all. She smiled back at me. God, that smile transformed herinstantly from merely pretty to truly beautiful. Mypenis twitched to life and quickly began to grow as Iwatched her;. .. Continuing to rub my constant tent. "when I said you could have everything, I meant it. I can tell in the light now that she is wearing a wig. I can now tell that she is probably the best looking street walker out there, about 5'6" in her heals, probably 5'4" without, really nice breasts, had to be at least a C, and an ass that deserves some kind of award. It was big and full, but also tight. I put my hand to her ass and pull her close to me, saying "even this?" as is begin to kiss her. She. I had my hands buried in her hair forcing her into my breasts. She bit me so hard it hurt but then she sucked the pain away. She moved between my legs and proceeded to lick me into one of the most beautiful orgasms I’d ever known. It wasn’t the hardest by far but certainly of the most beautiful.. Spreading me open, she used her hard nipple on my clit to send me flying again, I needed a break so I pushed her away, told her I’d be right back and ran down the stairs to get my bag. I’d. "What about the holiday, I thought you were supposed to be going tomorrow?"It was a silly question really, Dad had always put his business first before anything, even mum and me and it seemed that just when he'd made it big, he spent even more time than ever jetting across the globe."So did I sweetheart." a sob wracked her body and at that moment, I could have killed my father for his lack of consideration.My mum was a gorgeous looking woman, the stuff that teenage boy's fantasies are made of,.