Early frosts are already biting into my morning tee times and the gentle summer breezes have yielded to hearty northern gusts that whistle down the fa...rways and gobble up my errant tee shots before disposing of them in the next to impossible rough. It is early November and today will likely be my last round. I love this golf course, I should, I’ve spent most of my days here. I love the way the morning sun shines through the towering pines that grace the front nine casting a tapestry of shadow. I felt my dick grow long and become hard with sticky-out veins surrounding it. It was the first time I had seen my dick grow that big. I couldn’t resist the temptation of stroking my dick to the sight of Mishal’s hypnotising erotic dance.After stroking my penis for a while, I stopped immediately when I felt like my hot cum was about to gush out of my dick.Mishal had reached out for a bottle of oil placed on the dressing table whilst continuing with her erotic dancing rhythm. She pulled the. She screamed and struggled, her eyes wide and pleading for Brandy to untie her. Brandy then noticed the bloody chainsaw beside her. As the woman screamed and struggled, Brandy noticed the plate settings around the woman. Each had a bloody portion set in the center: a human heart, a severed hand, a part of a thigh and several piles of flesh that Brandy didn?t recognize. An inhuman feast had been set out and the bound girl was obviously the main course. ?Bye-bye,? Brandy laughed,. Maryam was a very, and I mean very stunning girl. She was quite tall and was slim, with lustrous long black hair, light brown skin, a clear almost glowing complexion, and the most beautiful big eyes I have ever seen in my life. she told me that she was a ‘Kashmiri girl,’ that her family came from the Northern border area between Pakistan and India.The very first morning I started on the course my wandering eye was drawn to her. We were in a large computer room which was divided into roughly.