We wiggled deeper into the dark recess under the stairs, pawing each other."Not here," she rasped as I got between her legs and poked at her, my hands...lifting her wide buttocks. Her legs rose to encircle my middle."I know the place," I said, holding her hips tightly and taking her roughly, quickly, easily as her legs clamped me hard. "Couple a miles north. Lift your legs." Oh, damn," she gasped, heaving on my spear and getting her knees above my hips. "Uh, they got loads of lead and powder up. Hitting out of that terrible stuff must be akin to harvesting grain with a scythe!Kim shook her head. "This place was made for you, Tess! They built this place especially for your game!" Well, they started playing here in 15-hundred-something," Tess said. "That was a little before my time." You're going to just cream this golf course!" Kim said. "It's challenging. It's long. The traps are incredibly deep! But, Tess! Tess! You're going to just beat this poor golf course to a pulp!" From your. You call me Officer Jackson. Or sir." "OK, Officer Jackson. Whatis it you want from me?" I just sat there and grinned at her, letting her sweat a bit while I turnedthe screw a bit tighter. But I didn't answer her question. "I'll be in touch, Mrs. Jones. You'll find out soon enough. Be good!" The next stage in my plan came the very next afternoon. After letting thebitch spend a sleepless night worrying about what else she might have to hideabout her past, and what else I might be planning to do. “Good. Now go have your shower, babe. Then it’s time to measure the little fella again – and then, I'll tell you all about my night out with my big Sis’.”I needed no further urging, and within ten minutes I was once again lying freshly showered on our bed with my eyes closed. Mandy stroked me to full hardness, and then picked up the wooden ruler. I felt the cool wood pressing against my erect cock. Mandy let out a small gasp.“Babe?” she began. “Your erect little cock is now just under four.