"Hey Jess," Ashley whispered as she walked up to him, "be careful abouthow you bend over when you are wearing a short skirt. Everyone and theirmother ...ould see your panties on that last putt." Really?" Jason blushed. "I really don't know how to do this puttingthing."Jason overheard the conversation and decided that he could help."Can I show you how to putt Jessica? You need to bend your knees insteadof keeping them straight. You looked to stiff. Then you need to putt withyour shoulders instead. . she definitely belonged in "the city of angels!"And he was her angel ... her guardian angel, sworn "to protect and to serve" ... She knew he took that oath very seriously.Rick opened his eyes to see her angelic face smiling so sweetly at him with womanly love and passion shining in her knowing hazel eyes. She was massaging his groin. He looked down his body to where her small, creamy hand was stroking around the base of his softening shaft. His loins tingled as he felt the pull of desire. It was when I was in between these that I became disgruntled with him in the flat in Tooting and I was in the house in Reading. But please don’t me wrong about the house. I loved it! It was big and spacious in about an acre and a half, secluded and had all mod cons and of course, all the latest appliances that our firm sold. To recap slightly, I would go over to Holland, my home country, to see every new product that the company I used to work for made. I would then bring back all these new. The change in temperature, the feeling of her mouth are something I struggle to put into written words and so instead let out a grunt as my mind wonders in the delight of the feeling.With one her she steadies herself on the bed and with the other she grips my cock with a reassuring grasp. Just enough pressure to feel fantastic but not enough to cut off blood. Her head and hand in motion they slowly work there magic going up and down, making me breathe heavier. It is as if she has got lost in.