" He says it should be a yard closer to the fairway," said the voice. "Actually in the fairway, I mean." A billion dollar KH-11 satellite says he's wr...ng," said Bob, trying not to let his disgust bleed into his voice.There was silence, but then the computer beeped, and then beeped again as the ball was moved one yard south south west."You gotta be kidding me," said Bob. "The president of the United States cheats at golf?" Shut the fuck up," came a whispered voice in his ear.The next time Bob. I shouted out a protest, but it was muffled against his mouth.One of his hands suddenly reached between my spread thighs. I yelped out as I felt his large hand grabbing the crotch of my tiny black thong. I then heard the noise of my thong been ripped off, exposing my shaven mound to the damp night air.I expected his big hand to start to toy with my hot wet cunt; but Thomas then unzipped his blue jeans, letting his huge dark manhood to get free…After doing this, his heavy hand slid back out and. I’m getting pretty accustomed to being out like this by this time. So in the pub we have our Sunday lunch and have just finished our deserts, we are seated in a alcove to one side with two bench seats which can seat three on each. when this guy sidled up to the table and introduced himself, he name was Sean and turned out he had seen us there with Toby and to-day I had given him not only a smile but a flash of pussy as I sat down (which he took as his invitation) not that I was aware of. And while college has its share of drinking neither Chelle nor I were legal drinking age so the offer of wine hit a particularly resonant chord for me. I know I should have asked Chelle first, but I accepted anyway. Trish gave me their address and we were set for Saturday.I had already told Chelle about the argument in class so she knew about Trish. When I told her about the dinner date she asked, "So, trying to get a girlfriend?"Why is it that women think every other woman is trying to get.