As I mulled that last thought I caught a flash of movement to my left. I froze, unsure what I should do. If I was really a woman there was no way I co...ld fend off a determined attacker.Tremulously, I slowly turned my head towards where I had seen the movement. Fear made my breathing shallow, ragged little gasps.It was a mirror. The movement had been my own as I walked into the room.Relief flooded through me momentarily until it slowly dawned on me that my hope that this was the dream was. Their balls landed ten feet from one another. Ashley continued to do her best covering her body in the cart and when out in the fairway, but became completely exposed when hitting her golf shots. She tried to focus, and not have her forced public exhibitionism get in her head. Cliff and Ashley both landed on the outside edge of the green in three, each feeling confident about their chances. Cliff was out farther and took his time lining up his put. They held their breath as he hit. The ball was. After some minutes of Lama riding his prick in her hot little arse, he spanked her on one cheek and she obediently got off."Your move," he said."As the Master pleases," came the slightly depressing answer, but she moved to kiss the tip of his prick, and then lifted herself to mount him again, this time in her cunt.Reaching up to the highly roused nipples he took one in each hand and squeezed hard. Almost at once she howled in pleasure as a gigantic climax coursed through her body, almost. I mean she is not hot by any stretch but in this dream she was a good fuck. So the next day at school I paid extra attention to Mrs. Miller, I even flirted a little more than normal. I wanted to see if there was any thing that would tell me she wanted my cock. After school I told her by and that I would be next door and maybe I would stop by and see her. "You should stop by when you are done, we can have some tea." She told me with a slight giggle. "I will put you on the route." I replied. She.