My mom finished breakfast and we ate together naked upstairs in her bed….then her phone rang…it was my aunt…they talked and laughed and I went o...t the room but then I heard my mom talking about me to her sister…“s*s you won’t believe how big his dick is!” my mom said to her sisterThen I’m guessing my aunt said some more things I’m not sure what…Then my mother answered back and said “Come over today and see it…he’s not just big but he knows how to use it to!”After hearing this my mind started to. ‘Sometimes the goddess has that effect,’ she said in her rhythmic French, smiling at him. Roland immediately recognized her accent from the West Indies. ‘Careful, her skin is lush.’ ‘Don’t worry,’ he said as he took his hand away from the canvas, ‘I never touch a painting before it’s finished, it’s bad luck.’ ‘Well thank you, Monsieur…’ she paused. ‘Let me introduce myself,’ he said, placing a kiss on her hand and taking in her voluptuous curves, ‘my name is Roland Bertrand, I am the owner. Me- Now, I shall drive carefully. I have done enough, Now it’s your turn.She- My turn?I took her hand and put it on my cock. She pulled back her hand.She- No, not today.Me- Please caress only. I shall get some relief. It’s paining.She didn’t say anything. I again took her hand and put on my cock. She didn’t remove this time. I started to drive. I was driving slowly. She spokeShe- Why are you driving so slow?Me- Steering is my hand but gear is in your hand. You can increase the speed.She- Very. She cried out at the punishing delicious speed. He brought waves of pleasure to her body, just this side of pain. He labored above her, and she shut her eyes tight as her body went limp and dizzy from her ecstasy. His release came hard and he moaned with it ‘Shouting ‘Oh God!’ into the hotel rooms silence. Kurt picked her up and carried her to bed. They cuddled in the king size and drifted off to sleep. Several times during the night they dreamed of sonatas being played on the ghost piano. In.