It was a muggy, overcast day, but it didn't really look threatening.Tess got another par on the fifth hole, barely missing a five-footer for birdie. I...wondered whether her transparent shirt was distracting her from her golf game. Certainly it was distracting the gallery.There was time, waiting for the group ahead of them, for Tess' group to visit the nearby bathroom facility at six. I silently handed her the green shirt and said, "throw away the other one. But keep the bra! Don't even consider. ." she whispered - I think she was still "playing" cop.So we just lay there. My dick was throbbing inside of her - I still wanted to fuck. But I continued to just lay there motionless, with her on top of me. I contented myself with stroking and fondling her ass.A few minutes later, she fell asleep. So I kissed her forehead to rouse her."Oh...shit...I'm sorry...!" she lifted herself from my chest."Not a problem, Officer." I smiled. I took the opportunity to thrust into her a few times. She. In a way, it was painful for Lena to remember that first trip to Venice.It was where she had met the always smiling Bob with his youthful enthusiasm that seemed typically American with presumptuous confidence that he and his country had to lead the remainder of the planet to the happy banquet of prosperity and success. At first, she hated him for his egotistical assumption that because he was American, he had to be right.She knew without a doubt that she was far too creative to worry about. Mi ni per navol parna start kia ki is mi Naeem mire pass akar miri kan mi sargoshee ki,Mi ni kaha Naeem tm pagal ho gayi ho kia,os ni per kaha,babi plz miri hatir.or jb mi is bar bi nahee kaha to wo ak taraf odas baith gaya.Tore dir baad jb mi ni os ko dika to wo osee tare odas bita ta .muj sa o ski odasee dikee nhee gaye,or jb mi ni akhista sa kaha,ki chalo tek hi tom apna shooq pora kro.to wo hoshee sa ochal para.or pir Saleem or Naeem dono miri samni naked kari ti.Dono ni kaha babi ap taklif.