Swinging one leg over, she flipped onto her back so that her wobbling breasts slightly drooped outwards, and the spatula stuck out of her drooling cun.... She wiggled it up and down with precision control."Come on, lad. Bring your sausage here."In a daze, he brought his meat to her. He gave a little groan as she raised her hips and squeezed her pussy to flick the end of his hard cock with her tool."Come on. My pussy wants your sausage. Now." But... the spatula?" You can get both in there. Call it. Jeff's drive was farther and he hit his approach shot second - his ball stopped twelve feet from the hole.Dave thought that Jeff was in the driver's seat because he had the shorter birdie putt but his opponent sank his twenty-foot putt first. Jeff's twelve-foot putt suddenly seemed like forty feet. He stroked it solidly but the ball rolled over the corner and past the hole. Jeff turned to his opponent and shook hands - he was out of the tournament.Dave and his parents went out for supper before. The swishing of the water added to the rhythmic…it would have been better if her parents hadn’t shown up. We’d nearly gotten caught. I had to scale their backyard fence and run for my life. I’m lucky to be home in time anyway. Dad should be here soon. If he’s not gotten drunk or hung up at a stripper club like the usual. Who am I kidding, he won’t be home ‘til one in the morning. Sometimes I wish I had normal parents…but then I wouldn’t have the freedom I do. I walk over to the refrigerator. Stan stradles my chest and slowly works his dick in and out of my lips. I suddenly feel Jims lips on my cock through my panties. I take and pull my dick out of one side of the panties and he engulfs my meat with his mouth. His hot,wet mouth feels so good on me,he then starts flicking his tongue around my ass and inserts a finger,then two into my awaiting ass. I move my hips up and down to meet the thrusting in and out motion of his fingers. He then grabs the lube we had by the bed and smears it.