Once I made the Open I called my brother to see if he would like to come and carry my bag. I had used locals in the qualifying but got tired of their ...ttempts to "help" my game. I knew that he knew about as much about caddying as I did, but this was a lark anyway, so what the hell. He jumped at the chance so I got him a suite in the same hotel and we spent the time hanging out and pretending to be real golfers. He is about the same size, a little younger, and has the same lousy sense of humor.. He appeared ready to just let it go and move on.Willow wasn’t ready, though. Despite still not sure what she was going to accomplish by meeting him after school hours once more, and not knowing what putting herself in a secluded position with the art teacher would lead to, she just felt a real need to try to talk to him.Then there was a very tiny part of her, deep down inside, that also thought maybe, just maybe, she was ready to take what they started to the end. That tiny spark flared with. It was time for the mid terms I was busy trying to get the relevant material from my class mates and there was this one topic in economics that no one had notes on, I was told Saira had notes on the topic and to contact her. This was kind of strange coz she did not look like someone that actually would study a lot. Anyways I had my opening to actually go and to talk to her. I asked her after a class for the notes and she told me that she will email me the notes and told me to text her my email. B opened his eyes and looked over at his young beautiful teen lover masturbating herself. He rested his head on one hand as his arm rested on his elbow. He watched her face and then looked down to watch her rub her pussy. Her eyes were closed and she was just concentrating on pleasing herself, she didn’t know B was awake and watching her.She rubbed her clit faster and fingered fuck herself faster and faster. Since her cherry was gone now, she pushed her finger deep as she could into her love.