(don’t bother asking, I`m not sharing them, they are especially for me!) According to Marc later, the drive was all Friday night traffic, which with...the butterflies and so on, it was a long, long trip. They turned into the estate, him driving, and near the gate off came the track-suit, then she sat quietly awaiting her fate as he drove into the yard and was met by ‘The Whip’ stood in the waiting to meet them. He parked the car so it could leave easily, and, Mya was asked to stand naked but for. Deep.rubbing my vagina hard. Darker.something was stroking my vagina in a soft hot storm.grinding .. twirling in me in warm kisses .devouring my vagina in flames.her kisses became hot demonic .as a dark hot massage enchanting me.and I felt a twinge as she twirl into me.rolling....as the massage grew darker.hotter. Flaming hot kisses caressed my vagina and snuggled my breast.suckling my nipple gently.stroking it. Biting hard..suckling my nipple..stroking stroking.and massaging my breasts.kissing. I gave them each another fifty for spending money and told them they could charge anything else they needed, within reason, to the room.We all left the room and rode the elevator down to the first floor. I headed to the valet to get my SUV, and waving good bye, the girls headed for the pool.At The Golf CourseArriving at the course I pulled into my assigned parking spot. My caddie Mike was waiting there for me. We greeted each other and he took my golf bag and told me he’d meet me at the. . If it blows my mind, you never know what I might do...”We cut to the parking spaces to the rear of the building. A white car pulling up and parking and parking next to the black hearses. The driver, a regular on our show, is Steve, a tall black man from London. Steve smiles and waves casually to us as he walks to the rear. “Hi there,” he says in his bright Cockney accent, “I’m Steve, and this...” He opens the rear of the car and a big white ball of fur jumps out and runs around his feet.