She slid her hands forward, gliding onto her stomach, breathing hard, eyes closed. I collapsed on top of her, crushing the wind out of her, then feebl... pushed myself up on my hands to allow her to breathe. She just lay there, panting.I knelt up, put my left leg outside her left leg, then grabbed her shoulders, and rolled us both onto our left sides, all while keeping my cock buried inside her. When we were settled on our sides, I pulled her closer to me and nestled into her, making spoons.I lay. I'm either "boyfriend," "big brother," or "gay friend." Gay friend" was my favorite. I'm 100% straight, but comfortable enough with my sexuality that I can fake being gay well enough that it makes fuckboys like the ones who tried to hit on Joanna that night very uncomfortable and leery. That night, however, I did not do "gay friend." At Joanna's request, I played "boyfriend."At the first bar we were at, they had been friendly and played a few games of pool with us. They had started getting. . ah ... that is ... we," and Erin burst out in tears and could say nothing for a while."What your daughter was trying to tell you," Mom told Dad, "is that she and Ted have been having sex for the last four months." Well, good," Dad said. Then he asked, "Is that all you have to tell me? She isn't pregnant is she? Is this all you got me up for?" What do you mean 'good'," Mom demanded, close to apoplexy."Well, ... you see, Dear, " Dad started, "I've been telling Ted here, for a while now, what a. Kimberly madetwo long putts for her par. Here's my chance for a birdie and for thesetwo gorgeous chicks to go down on my birdie, I thought. But I choked andwas lucky to make par, so that hole was a wash.3rd hole -- G-17, C-16, K-14 -- 0Speaking of washes, the sky was getting darker and the clouds wererolling in fast. We were going to have to hurry to even get nine holesin. The fourth hole was a par four. Christie had a five and Kimberly andI both had sixes, so we owed Christie a head job.4th.