But it was comparatively quiet and private.Almost immediately we kissed with open, hungry mouths, his body pushing me back against the shop window. Hi... hands started groping their way around my willing body. First my breasts outside my tee shirt, then inside.... quite roughly squeezing one, then rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger. Pushing his obvious erection against my pelvis, making me rise on my toes to fit his body better. I groaned with pleasure ... to feel this strong body so. ’ My hand tightened in her hair slightly, my other hand sliding down to lightly stroke over her wet lips, marveling at the heat, dancing around the iron-hard nub at the top begging for attention. ‘But know this, slave. As soon as this is over, now matter how much you beg, no matter how much you scream, your body is mine.’ Her breath hisses out between two perfect lipstick smudged lips, a plea and a slow release of apprehension merged into one long, drawn out syllable, ‘Yeesssssss…’ I smiled and. The pro shop and snack bar held no interest for her, so her next destination was the nineteenth hole. She took a seat at a table for two and unpacked her laptop. She had to slide some placards aside to make room on the table, but she had it booting by the time a server came by.“Hi, my name is Angie. What can I get for you?”“Hi Angie, could I get a lemonade to start with, and do you have Wi-Fi here?”“One lemonade, no problem. Would you like any snacks? We have free peanuts or pretzels. Oh, and. My best friend has a younger sister who is studying 12th class then. She used call me bhayya as i am her bother’s friend. Initially i don’t have any bad intentions towards her. One day when i went to his house my friend was not there at that time. And her parents both were working at some Govt office. At that time she is alone in the house when i rang door bell. She opened the door and her face filled with happiness after seeing me and said kishore bhayya come in. I went and sat in a couch..