I remember Steve giving me a ride back when his shift was over. I remember getting extremely drunk at his place, crying like a baby at some point. I w...ke around five am on Steve’s couch, a rip roaring headache and needing to vomit. I spent the next hour in his bathroom, still drunk from the night before puking my guts out. I laid back on his couch and passed out again. I dreamt of Lindsey yelling at me to get up, she was kicking me. “Get up!” She was yelling. I couldn’t. But it wasn’t a dream.. I was on the fifth hole when it began to rain. I packed up and began running to the clubhouse with my clubs on my back. Surprisingly, Nancy was in a golf cart racing across to pick me up. She slammed the breaks as she neared and the cart slid sideways. I jumped in, holding my clubs as she tore off. I was expecting to head to the clubhouse as thunder boomed and lightning flashed but instead Nancy was driving to a small trailer park near the third hole. She pulled under a car port and told me to. I leaned forward, pressing my tits into his chest, my weight along his torso, and I whispered into his ear, “make yourself bigger.” "OOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUCK" I moaned as I felt his cock swell and grow inside me, stretching me, filling me, pushing just at the boundaries of passion and pain. I was gripping onto him, using him, writhing my body against his until he rolled me around, under him, his big strong body pressing me down hard into the mattress, squeezing me, suffocating me into a daze.. Shane just faded to sleep and David and I sat there watching the show. It was not long till I had snuggled up to David like I had been with Shane. Shane was snoring now and David and I just laughed and kept watching. David started to rub my back like Shane had been doing and I just sighed and said “That feels good don’t stop”. David kept that up for about five minutes till his hand started to work around the side rubbing the outside of my breast. I kept thinking I should stop him but just let.