She told me that she got to thinking about sex and would feel horny and aroused and then she couldn't hit the ball straight. It wasn't like the rest o... us didn't think about sex sometimes while we golfed, but we were better able to keep focus.Tiffany was focused but she still struggled mightily at the long and the intermediate game. Once she was on the green, she could get the ball down in one or two shots, sometimes three, but she couldn't translate that into using the other clubs. I only. Wanderer was shrouded in darkness in the corner, looking rather haggard and about ready to fall asleep. Looks like he had been keeping vigil all night long... and all day? The sun was setting, and the rays were casting their light on my face. Wanderer rose. "Good," he said. "You're awake." Yes," I said.I held a wrist to my hand. No restraints... and the cut had been stitched up. Both of them had, evidently. So I suppose Wanderer got me here in time.I have Wanderer to thank for being alive. I. Not to mention the fact that I had my twelfth birthday last week, and I've suddenly grown 15 centimeters and I've got hips and bosoms and a bum when I looked like a boy this morning."She suddenly started crying, and Steve instinctively reached out and pulled her into his arms, and tried to comfort her. He was somewhat limited by not knowing her name, and one of her classmates helped him by saying, "It's all right Sarah, we're all in the same boat. For all we know he's really ten, instead of. I felt the intrusion of a tongue in my pussy and a small, cold finger also slid into my ass. This caused me to gasp out loud. Someone took advantage of that moment to slip their cock into my mouth. He just fucked my face and throat as I sputtered and gasped for breath. Every so often he would stop just long enough for me to take a quick breath before relentlessly fucking my face again.The tongue swirling around my clit and the finger fucking my ass all quickly became too much for me and I came..