By our senior year we eventually go into full disrobing. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was, even more so undressed. We didn't really know our w...y with sex but we were at least careful. We gave each manual pleasure for most of the year. By winter we had progressed into giving each other oral pleasure.Her pussy was beautiful. I would stare at it for hours. He blond pubic hairs were almost invisible and I could see all of her vagina. Her lips were full and there wasn't any flapping labia.. She lifted her body, sitting upright on my dick, her breasts responding to every move and thrust, driving me and the audience to distraction.She lay down again and we rolled over to 'man on top'. Now, in the mirrors, the audience's focus was entirely on the thrusting of my ass, but I didn't care.Tracey seemed to know the exact moment when my juices were in danger of spilling out of control. She stopped and gave me the shortest of breaks while she rose and set herself on all fours on the. We boogied eleven and twelve and birdied thirteen and made par on fifteen, sixteen and seventeen. On the final hole, we were so far behind the guys we were playing with, that we decided to let them play on. Finishing the hole, Ted said he wanted to keep playing. It was one o’clock and we had been out on the course since eight. I was spent. Eighteen holes were enough for me. Ted looked at his cell phone. It was dead. “Freaking great!” he replied. “Story of my life, my marriage and everything. I got to my feet and walked over to him. I could have bent down forward, but I wanted him to see my ass, so I bent down making sure my shirt lifted above my waist. I heard the man moan when he got a good view of my ass. I stood letting my shirt lay the way it wanted to.I lifted the paint can to pour the paint, knowing that my shirt was exposing my shaved pussy. I could feel his eyes staring at my form. I stepped away as he did the trim work around the ceiling. When a good dance tune came.