I now had a regular driver, Maureen, for my command golf cart. She had just finished the routine maintenance on it, so it had a fully charged battery....She hooked on a trailer with a dog cage loaded with two dogs. This trailer was specially fitted with an ambulance rig and containing a set of emergency surgical tools, with the concomitant anesthetics, etc. It was fitted with a special chair for Alice, our surgeon, to ride on.Another golf cart was also brought up with a trailer. This one was able. He stopped when just his head was inside, his head swooning from the heat and tightness of his son's virginal ass."Oh, Dad, it hurts! Take it out!" Shush, it'll hurt at first, but it'll get better. Just hang on," was Stuart's response, who then added "here comes some more" before pressing his assault further."Owww!" Christopher screamed."Fuck, that's nice," Stuart grunted. Man and son were each caught in their own worlds of pleasure and pain, respectively. The sensations spreading over Stuart's. Must be one of the neighbouring rooms, he thought as he lay back down on the bed. It really was comfortable, Linaker thought. He'd have to find out where they got it from. He lay back and looked up at his reflection. He looked like he was suspended in space. He relaxed on the bed, feeling all of the day's tension slowly drain from his muscles.If his girl didn't show up soon she was going to find him fast asleep.Something rubbed against his shoulder blades.Linaker sat up in surprise. He heard a. Now Sylvia’s nipples were sore. Between the unavailability of her breasts and the unencumbered -- if limited -- availability of her cunt, making out with his lawfully wedded wife these days seemed dirtier and less romantic than making out with Sylvia Jennings back then.But she was still a sexy woman. She stiffened under his hand. He could see the waves take her, even if he wasn’t at the epicenter to feel them. “Oh, Sylvia,” he said at the sight ... and at the memory.After a few minutes of.