As the strong, unstoppable stream of urine splashed into the porcelain he glanced sidewise to find a young woman brushing by him. She was remonstratin... agitatedly and mumbling a stream of words that to him made no sense at all. To his amazement the woman lifted her light dress, pulled down a tiny pair of panties and crouched, hovering above the seat to the toilet bowl immediately to his right. Without a break his toilet companion verbalised her frustration and, he felt, her relief. The pair. I received one for best game and best hole for my double eagle. I also was included in the goof-off group with my ugly seventeenth hole.Saturday, I started at one o’clock with two new players. I birdied the first four holes and then parred everything until the seventeenth. There I lined up and put the ball ten yards from the water. My chip was dead onto the cup about two feet away. An easy putt, and I had conquered the bad news hole from the day before. I parred eighteen to end up five. Brian is sixty-one and has been caring for me since I was eighteen. I was a stripper at a bar, and he came in one night and watched me dance. I must have come home that evening with five hundred dollars in my pocket. He was stuffing fifties into my panties. He loves to parade me all over the place. He loves for me to enter contests at bars. He really gets off having me walk around with him. I’m your typical Barbie doll. I’m 5’8” with 38D breasts, long legs, blue eyes and blond long hair. He. The curves and hardness of my remote just make me feel a lot better than any vampire show can!In fact, I’m looking for the electronic now. So far, my blankets are tossed on the ground, art supplies are spilling off my desk, and my furniture has been completely moved around. Great isn’t it? I can not stand messes, but I’ll worry about that after I get my aching pussy pleased.Drops of cum were greasing my slit and soaking my cotton thong as I continued to bend down to look for my remote. A gentle.