Dave told me to leave my woods in the bag until after he'd taught me how to hit them. I finished the nine holes on the third day with a score of sixty...three.On the next morning after that, Mrs. Parsons claimed that she didn't feel well, making Hans take me for my golf lesson. She stayed up in her room the whole day. That night, before I went to sleep, I went to her room, but she wouldn't answer me when I tried to talk to her.Mr. Chalmers hadn't come to see Mrs. Parsons since before Mr. Parsons. His voice has a tinge of fear in it, but I can hear the excitement as well. I nod. "Yeah...and then I'm going to fuck you..." I move in closer, moving my hand to the top of his head, smoothing down his hair in an encouraging motion. He just blinks at me a few times, but he can't argue with someone with a 7 inch cock, so he opens his mouth, his tongue extending towards the tip.My grip on his hair tightens in expectation. I help to guide him forward while looking down, watching, not wanting to. His cock grew stiffer on my walls. Sensing his orgasm Kalyan pulled out lifted me off the railing and turned me around swiftly in one go. Bending me over the railing he slapped his cock on my clit before entering me without warning hitting deep inside me. I screamed out loudly in shock and pleasure.Holding my ass cheeks apart to have his view, he spanked harder with each stroke holding my back on the rails. The raindrops stung my skin where he spanked me and all I could do is a whimper. I never. This is where you might find that same tale in short form.Hey, that idea doesn't sound too bad. Let's file that one away for later. My writing is a super intelligent process.So feel free to weigh in, most Constructive Reader, let me know what you do and don't like. Shoot me any ideas or directions you might have. They have certainly helped in the past and I welcome the interaction.Full disclosure; I am considering moving some of my writing to other online platforms. All open-access and.