You have to understand that I knew nothing about golf, but I did know that if we didn't get moving faster, we couldn't possibly finish before dark. So... I took a shot, what could it hurt, Right?"Gee, Mrs. Diamond, you really smacked that iron back there. Have you ever thought about teeing off with an iron and not a wood?" Now her average distance off the tee was approximately thirty, forty yards tops. She'd just hit an iron 125 yards on the last hole, so you didn't have to be a genius to. ..handing me the controller.I dialed the vibration up to the second setting...she sat up straight ...grinding herself into the seat ...cupping, fondling, rolling her tits in circles ...dialing the second dial ...twirling the egg inside her pussy ...dialing the vibration up to 3 ...she rocked her crotch back and forth ...her head thrown backwards ...her juices drilling on the rubber plate ...her clit pressed tight against the wavy moving ridged part ...moaning softly now... After a minute or so,. ”Let me go check on Tom,” Janie said, ”He is pretty sick.”I watched her bare ass under her nightshirt, still no panties, as she climbed the stairs. My cock began to rise again. I quietly followed her up the stairs. Looking down the hall, I saw her disappear into the master bedroom. I walked to the door and listened.Nothing but the sound of Mr. Ellis snoring. My dick was already hard from thinking about Mrs. Ellis’ ass. I boldly pushed my shorts down and then stepped into the room. Janie was. The ball struck the floor, ricocheted and struck the wall, bounced again and Grey caught it, his eyes never leaving the book. Miranda would have thought it looked pretty cool, if she didn’t hate his guts. ‘What are you doing?’ Miranda asked testily. ‘Watching footy,’ he replied without missing a beat, Man U is beating Chelsea 3-0. What does it sodding look like I’m doing?’ Miranda felt her cheeks burn: less than five seconds in his presence and she was ready to kill him. ‘Yeah, well, cut it.