I want to be a good girl for you, Daddy. Forgive me?" She plead.I smiled at her before leaning toward her, pulling her toward me and kissing her on th... forehead, "There is nothing to forgive, my love." I informed her, "You've been remarkable, not only this week, but especially last night. You make me very proud of you, Bonnie." I praised, causing joy to well up in her eyes."Thank you, Daddy." She beamed.I released my girl's hands and folded them before me, as I leaned forward in my chair, as if. To tell the truth, so was I, but I was unwilling to admit it to them.Nobody won the first hole. We all parred it. On the second hole, Jason had the longest putt, which he drained for a birdie. Trish and Mike two putted for pars. If I didn't make my four footer for a bird, Jason was going to be removing some clothing, including a piece of mine. I didn't want that to happen. It was a pressure putt, with a tricky break. It rimmed the lip, hanging for the longest time -- and it fell in! It was as. Standing close so he can watch her, he pulls a knife out of his boot and trails it down the front of her quivering body. Slowly, with great deliberation, he slides the blade down the neck of her tee-shirt, cutting down between her full breasts. Carefully he slips it beneath her bra, peeling back the fabrics until her tits are exposed, luminous in the darkness, nipples contracting in the chill air. He touches them lightly with the flat of the blade, amused at her writhing. Next he cuts through. The brides were in a fine mood for all kinds of kinky activities but they were a bit restrained in the group coupling preferring instead to move their little parties of two or three or four horny bodies up to the private bedrooms on the second floor of the huge house. It was a huge house with seven bedrooms and seven bathrooms on the second floor and a great room downstairs that could offer comfortable seating for over twenty people.It was Eve and Ruth along with the totally debauched Conchita.