” Holly held the driver in both hands and made a gesture of addressing the ball at the tee. “Reminds me of the 4th at Gleneagles,” she said. “...on’t even talk about the 4th at Gleneagles!” answered Lisa, going to inspect the bag of clubs herself. “That fookin’ rough gets me every time!” “I could get used to grip of these,” said Holly, examining a niblick. As they were reminiscing and salivating over the amazing golf equipment, they failed to see the tall, tanned gent approaching from the bunker. ’ He was so gung-ho, it was a little frightening, but a huge part of me was weakening fast. My head was telling me ‘one cup of coffee can’t hurt anything,’ but the little girl voice was so innocent it set off alarms, frightening me. I was saved, if you could call it being saved, by the arrival of his ex-girlfriend. The motion of someone approaching fast made me turn my head and there she was, barreling up behind Keven with a champagne bottle raised high! ‘Look out!’ I shouted, pushing him out. "For now, I'm done with you", the man said. "But just know that, if I get bored, I'll be back to visit you again." Sarah was completely still and silent for several moments, until she heard the front door to her house open and then close again. After she heard nothing more, she reached for the drawstring of the sack and pulled at it, loosening the sack and quickly pulled it over her head. Even though she was sure he was gone, Sarah looked around for the man. Seeing no one, she breathed a sigh. He slid his hand between her thighs and slowly rubbed the KY into her pussy, making it nice and wet with his gentle strokes, then rubbed the rest onto his cock and massaged it a little before taking the plunge.By this time I was hard myself, watching a complete stranger about to have his way with my wife, and started rubbing my own cock underneath my shorts. I watched him lean onto the bed and over her ass, slowly rubbing the head of his member between her ass cheeks and slowly touching her wet.