Shirley’s body was arched, her head braced against the bed, her eyes closed tight.“OhOhOhOh ... pleaseplease ... don’t stop, oh god, don’t sto...!” Shirleys voice was ragged, but more of a mutter, an unintentional plea to Tanya.This orgasm wasn’t finished when the next one struck. The new one built on the first and Shirley found herself desperately clinging to Tanya, only able to keen and gasp. There was no brain cells available to be concerned with being quiet now.Tanya had Shirley in a cycle of. " Gonna have to grind." Yes. Nothing spectacular. Just four days of churning out rounds." I can grind," Tess said."Sure you can." Two under par, for each of four rounds. That ought to do it." Sure that would do it, Tess, but grinders don't set goals like that, for individual rounds." What are you talking about?" She seemed a little upset with me for contradicting her."Par is 72 here. Supposing, first day out in the qualifying tournament, you shoot par." I can do better than par on this. “Everybody’s talking about it. And the office is picking up the tab?”“Yes, sort of,” I said.“Sort of?” he said.“I had to promise to work here exclusively until I die,” I said. “But I want to anyway. It’s where my roots are, and where all my real friends work or live near: you, Liz, Milt, the folks here at C&M. The situation works for me as they say.” The man was nodding.“I hear yuh,” said Lance. “I feel the same.”“Lance, I am not interested in the Hardys or anyone apart from us here knowing. “I don’t mind you being sweaty and you’d only have to take one shower,” Dona said as I turned on the spray.I quickly turned off the spray, walked over to the bed, got a rubber from the nightstand, and got into bed next to her. After a bit of foreplay, I rolled on the condom, moved on top of Dona, and slid slowly into her.“Fuck me?” she requested.I nodded and fifteen minutes later, she was sweaty as well, and we both were satisfied. After carefully pulling out and disposing of the rubber, I got.