Jean now spent all her time out and about with Jonny and her horse-riding became a thing of the past; her fine gelding Temple, left grazing in the mea...ow.But young Pearl found her sister’s romance so exciting, “Oh your so lucky Jean! How did you meet him? How tall is he? Have you kissed him yet?” Pearl enthused over it all with Jeany; but I felt left out in the cold.The first time Jonny brought her home on his motorbike, I saw it was a Bonneville!The bike that was every lads dream; a thing of. She started to lower her shorts. She was not wearing any panties.She sexily removed her top too and threw them aside. She started to lower her ass on my face. Now her ass hole was on my face and she asked me to lick her. I was hesitant at first and I didn’t do it. She said you better do it or I’ll have to make you do it.I said I can’t do it. So she held both my balls firmly and started to slap and squeeze them. In pain, I immediately started licking her ass as fast as possible. She was quite. Court moved up behind her and gently hugged her, willing her to calm down. The music was having its effect too. Technically perfect, Timermat was pulling every last bit of emotion and melody out of the Chopin sonata without making it cloying or mawkish. She revelled in the beauty of the music and his performance.The sonata ended and Timermat rose from the piano stool and bowed. He stepped forward."Ladies and Gentlemen, yesterday I came here for a few minutes to get the feel of this beautiful. She wondered why her uncle, Thomas O’Neil, wanted her this night. What was so important it wouldn’t wait until morning? As the car pulled onto the private drive, she also wondered why at the cabin and not in town.The gravel crunched under the wheels of the car as it pulled up to the large cabin. On the massive porch stood her uncle, the portly man smoked a cigar while holding an eight ounce drinking glass filled with a dark reddish-brown fluid.The driver opened her door, Gabriella got out of.