Faces lit up when she answered, “Yes, quite a few times,” and it was game on from there. Sue asked Julie, “What’s the biggest dick you’ve ha...?” Believe me, Julie isn’t reluctant to reveal such things but she chose to take a dare. I knew she’d done that on purpose.“Right,” said Sue, staring at my wife’s gaping blouse, “I dare you to flash your boobs now." She then giggled, obviously expecting Julie to be a chicken.But Julie whipped off her blouse and up popped her medium-sized perky tits, waving. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She needed to stop thinking of it, it was making her more and more horny. But the image, the replay of it all kept leaping back into her head.Pulling up to some traffic lights, on red, and with little to no other traffic around on the road. Gina couldn't help but put her hand between her thighs and under her skirt. She quickly found out just how wet she was. Her fingers became coated in her nectar instantly, where she could feel it seeping out of her warm wet pussy, dribble. Her breathing came in sharp, punctuated gasps, her mind spinning crazily out of control. The nakedly trembling teenager could not seem to control herself as her legs, as though by their own uncontrollable volition, fell mindlessly open. Oh, no! she thought frantically again. I've got to make him stop!Lifting her head again and breathing more raggedly than ever, young Jacqueline watched Kaiser poise his beautiful head above the obscenely offered deliciousness between her fully flushed tan. There were nine poles with the numbers 1 through 9 on flags. There was also a hole drill and a bucket with 12 sleeves. On the way to the first green Dar watched Brien fill up a bunker with white sand, “Brien, what are you doing?”“I’m putting sand into the sand traps.” Brien said.“I see that, but how are you able to do that?” Dar asked.“Colonel Tony Taylor gave a class one day and I went to it. He did it with water though. It seems to work just fine. I’ve done about half of the sand traps so.