On the second par three on the front nine, Uncle Bunny hit a five iron right into the flag stick, and was unlucky to have it bounce back and roll fift...en feet away, to the fringe. Dad landed on the green, fifteen to twenty feet behind the flag. I pulled my shot to the right, but pitched to within eighteen inches for my par. Dad two putted, as did Uncle Bunny. It wasn't a stroke hole for any of us so there was no advantage to anyone. After he paid both Dad and I, Uncle Bunny was still. He growled, holding himself balls deep inside her as she trembled from the intensity of her pleasure. It had been a long time since she’d been so full, and she couldn’t force more than squeaky cries past her tight throat.At least until he slammed into her again.Cheryl screamed with every thrust, her hands flailing and her head lashing on the pillow. He rocked her body, making her breasts bounce erratically. Ever so slowly, her body relaxed, accepting his power and girth. As soon as she had. Why did this have to happen to us?” Ashley asked and broke out in tears. I took her in my arms again and kissed her until she stopped crying and was better.“Sweetie, this isn’t something that we started, but it is something that we need to finish if we ever hope to lead any kind of normal life again. These people WILL try again unless we stop them once and for all.“I’m going to talk to the people whose names we got this afternoon. I hope that they will be cooperative, but I’m not counting on. Slightly tipsy from the wine, we discretely explore each others curves and hard planes. Remembering where we are, we laugh and continue walking towards our car. Pausing at the parking garage's elevator, we nuzzle and kiss while waiting for it to arrive. With a sharp ding! the elevator arrives and a couple formally dressed exits while eyeing us speculatively. He pushes the button for the 19th floor where our car is parked and we start to climb to the top of the high rise. Feeling naughty, I.