I fuck my ass hard, like I see the pornstars do it, and soon I start to feel sore, but I don't even consider stopping. I moan, and begged for more, re...lly losing myself in the intoxicating feeling of having the big dick stretch my ass. After calming down a bit, I keep pushing the cock in and out of my ass, and suddenly remember that I still have to pay attention to my dick. It's been throbbing hard the whole time. I reach down and grab it, feeling my hand squeeze my cock and my ass squeeze. When my man got home he froze and he complimented me on my dress but said “I don't know why you are all dressed up”. He told me he had Bruins tickets that night, for a really big game. I was so mad. We started fighting and I had a few drinks. The fighting went back and forth for a half hour until he finally said, "fine go on your own." I kept showing the anger up but deep down I was dancing with joy. My man said Cheri and Charlie were going and they would look out for me, which did not make me. She was wearing a very short skirt. Around the 7th hole, we noticed there was no one behind us, and no one in front of us. The hole was a par 3, and kind of secluded. I asked Jan if she wanted to try and go for an ace on this hole, and she was nervous, and scared that someone would walk up on us, but she went along with it. She had on her white Guess skirt, and she reached up underneath it and pulled her panties down. I quickly, came up behind her and started rubbing all the vital spots. She. " I guess you really like it back there." Yeah, I do, now. I might show you some other stuff later when you have a chance to recover." Just be gentle, honey," I said. "I'm not into a lot of pain." Don't worry, Sherri. I'm not into that stuff either."We went into her studio where she wanted to show me her current project. Believe it or not, it was my first visit to her inner sanctum. She'd never offered and I'd been to busy to ask. On a large easel was a stunning watercolor. "It looks finished,".