I’m sure if we do this right, you’ll be taking about four or five inches instead of two or three.”“Oh good!” she said enthusiastically. “T...at sounds pretty easy.”“I’m sure you’ll like it.” I paused for second as her eyes were glued to my cock as I gave it a couple more leisurely strokes. “Remember when we talked earlier about the benefits of cum and how good it was for you?”“Yeah?” she said with a distinct note of interest in her voice.“Well, remember how I said that it was also really good for. She asked me if I like the music. Of course I did. I let her stand in front of me. She took my hands and put them on her belly. I pulled her close. Her hair smelled sweet. I got hard, I wanted to pull back, but she already knew. She turned her head and smiled. Her dark eyes wild. She pushed her butt hard against my dick. I was lost. She took my hand and placed it on her crotch. The people around didn't notice, they were all looking at the stage.I caressed her pussy, she shivered. She pulled up. At last. We went through security and boarded the plane. The luxury of first class travel was thrilling for all of us, and we enjoyed the first part of the flight. Dammit, the trouble started as we were about to cross the Mississippi River.Suddenly, a man two seats ahead of us jumped up and waved a folding knife in our general direction. "Listen to me! We are from ISIL, and we are about to take over this plane. Those of you who are infidels will die and be lost forever, but those of you who are. I know they think I'm a phenomenon. But the truth is I just love to play - and I had a good day." The interviews were getting very repetitive and Dave now understood why star athletes get easily tired of the same questions, over and over again.Dave walked from the media tent to the clubhouse and reviewed the draw. He was in the final group with Mike Weir. Mike was ten under par, Dave was eight under par, and Vijay Singh was seven under par. Behind Vijay was a host of six and five under pars..