“Oh!” Kathy said, “I guess it wasn’t too clear. I’m playing with you, Jim is along to coach, and the girls are caddying. And I’m sorry, bu... Hank always caddies for me.”When Anna again looked baffled, Kathy grinned and added, “It was true the day I first met Hank, and it’s been true ever since. I can tell the difference between the driver and the putter; it’s the other clubs that get me confused. So I just swing whichever club Hank puts in my hand.” Then starting with a very short iron Hank gave. If I was being honest with myself, in all my flirting and prancing around barely clothed, I was hoping he would get frustrated and put me over his knee and give me a few good, hard swats.As I wallowed there, strapped to this contraption, various extremities going numb, I started marking the passing of time by Amy’s screams and moans. I was tired but couldn’t sleep for very long. I started getting hungry and thirsty. My heart leapt up in my chest and I felt a flush of hope when the basement. Lyla's ass cheeks splayed against her tanned thighs when she pushed back into her, her pussy lips clinging to the side of her cock as she slid in and out of her, the way her shit hole puckered every time she went ball deep. She was angry at herself that she hadn't tried to have sex before.Lyla decided to up the pace herself, she appreciated Sunni's efforts but it felt like she was being teased for the last forty minutes, she pressed four fingers against her clit and rubbed it for all it was. She didn’t mind. She had been well taken care of by John already. Sharon loved holding her mother while she watched her masturbate.After a couple of minutes of masturbating, Paula told Sharon what she wanted her to do, “Touch my breasts just like John touches you. Yes, that’s it, Honey, play with my nipples. That’s it, don’t stop. I’m almost there.”Sharon was delighted to follow her instructions. Then Paula’s tone changed. Sharon could hear her mother as she fantasied about her boyfriend,.