The only way to get a perfect part to this hole he thought, was to be the prince charming, but with a very minor sexual over tone and sure enough thro...gh out the night, he sank the birdy. And in the morning another hole in one on the horizon laid ahead. He smiled inwardly as he played the puns over in his head. He rolled Victoria over and started kissing behind her ear and down her neck. He kissed his way between her chest and sucked on her perky nipple on her right breast as he massaged. It expelled his tongue, too slippery and damp to hold onto. He withdrew his hand from beneath her butt and brought up his index finger, pushing it inside her and feeling her satin flesh grip him like a fist. It was textured and irregular, he could feel the folds and bumps as they pressed around him, her muscles trembling beyond the delicate walls. It was like sliding his finger into a twitching, shifting tunnel lined with the most lavish silk, soaked in warm slime that had the viscosity of. He had on jogging trousers without a zip or fly front, so it was quite difficult to make out what he was hiding. I then walked past but stopped some yards away and turned around to see him do the same, so I turned around and went to another part of the park, more open and in view of anyone passing but I wanted to see if the old gaydar was working and to test him, to see if he would follow. He duly did and we briefly chatted, but he didn’t mess about, he asked me, “If I wanted to see it” as he. What was his name? Then she remembered, “Leroy King,” she whispered before closing her eyes. That night she dreamt that she had sex on a beach, but it wasn’t with the barman in Portugal. It was a stranger, an older stranger and he took her hard against the soft sand. ******“What’s up, girl?” said Jenny. “Not much, how are you?” said Julia. They had met outside the entrance to the campus and now walked together towards one of the buildings. The day was sunny and warm, and there were several.