French windows open out on to a patio with tables and multi-coloured umbrellas. It was sunny. On the far side of the patio, half a dozen golf carts we...e lined up, waiting to be taken out.Everybody at the club was on edge – it was obviously a big thing for them hosting this and I guess that nobody wanted to be responsible for cocking things up. It wasn’t made any easier by the fact that there were thickset women in dark suits, white shirts, black ties and dark glasses busying themselves about. She already figured out how to buckle and adjust the harness straps so it was securely attached to her hips without any looseness. The dildo did have a base designed to bring the woman wearing the dildo pleasure while thrusting and had a little soft latex attachment that went over clitoris to bring the wearer pleasure during the act of strapon fucking. We both agreed to smoke a little pot before we did this and got stoned. We normally did not smoke during the day and would usually only do that. I ignored them all. The noisy kids, the pudgy teenagers, the wrinkled old women who should know better than to wear thong bikinis. OK, I peeked at a couple of them. But only once. That was more than enough. And, well, that one teenager that lived up on the fourth floor wasn't all that pudgy.Oh, Hell, I for sure didn't want a relationship, especially with a juvenile, or at least I wasn't looking for one. Every time I watched her attractive ass bounce up and down as she walked up the stairs to. It wasn’t long before the tub was empty and her belly was slightly fuller, though no where near full enough for her. Now that she had started she couldn’t control herself, taking out another tub of ice cream as well as a pack of oreos. She ripped open the packaging and used the cookie’s to scoop up the ice cream and stuffed it all into her waiting mouth, rubbing her slightly aching stomach as she did so. It was a familiar pain, but one that she strangely enjoyed, as much as she hated herself.