.no...you've worked hard all week. I can manage the cleaning on my own...but I'm thinking I better change. I'd hate to ruin these expensive yoga pants...before I've had a chance to wear them much." K...cool. Just holler when you're ready to hang that monstrosity back in the entryway."Damian took his bowl of cereal and headed to the basement, not too worried about staying in his pajamas. His mother, on the other hand, was quite concerned about what she might wear. She peeled the tight fitting. I stayed at the Little River Inn and played their seaside course the next day, before heading off to Oregon a day later. I got lucky and got a room at Bandon Dunes Golf Resort and had no trouble picking up a game the next morning. This time, though, it was a real challenge for me. Wind off the ocean and a genuine links course were both relatively new to me.I consulted the assistant pro for some advice and he made it plain. First, take a caddy. They know the course and will steer you in the. .. less of that kind of threat,” Annette pointed out.“True that,” I smiled as I pumped deeper and harder into Michelle’s bottom for her next turn.“You have great tits, you know, Mrs. Swain,” Erin told Annette while fondling her bosom now.“Please ... do what you like with them ... and call me ‘Annette.’ No one feeling me up needs to be so formal!” Annette encouraged Erin with a hearty laugh.“Damn, your ass is tight as ever!” I told Michelle as I invaded her hot, slippery bum so vigorously.“All. We both smoked pot like a chimney down there—the main reason she was staying in the wine cellar instead of the house proper—and one afternoon I brought over a six-pack of Michelob. She had a great personality, was very good looking, but was a sexual novice, so I was kind of training her.We had done all the foreplay stuff and were naked fucking on the mattress that was flat on the cellar floor. Her pussy was so tight, and I accidentally blew my load, just before she came. Oops! Timing. It's all.