Friday was more of the same. There was something about this course, and this tournament, that gave my two golfers an air of confidence. But you can be...as steadfast and determined as you please, and you've still got to go out and put up a number. Kim did. She shot a 68. Tess picked up her second straight 71.No making-the-cut problems this trip. Kim's 140 had her in the tournament's top ten after two rounds, and Tess was well ahead of the cut line with her 142.Tess made a nice little charge in. She caressed my cock and we both got pretty hot. We were stilled dressed and were touching each other on top of our clothes. I looked around the room and most couples were semi undressed with cocks out and breasts unencumbered. One woman was giving a BJ to her partner. I slid my hand up my wires top and pulled her breasts out of her bra. She resisted a little but eventually let me suck her nipples. She looked around the room and gasped as she saw what was going on but she let me continue. Frankie wanted his cock now, she wanted him to fuck her hard, so she moved further down and lifted her legs back up over his shoulders so he could get in deep.Dean started to torment her, he always did at this point, he pulled out and rubbed his cock all over her clit and pussy lips, soaking up her juices as his cock moved up and down.Frankie edged closer to him, pushing her pussy at the tip of his cock, willing him to push it back in, but no Dean wanted another orgasm first so he picked up. The young man leapt to his feet. “Indeed it is. I am Peter Farquar.” His hand came out ready to shake the girl’s, but she almost shuffled back, looking down, and did not put out her hand.“Oh, I am Virginia Dawson.” Her voice held a trace of west country in it.“Come and sit over here with me.” Peter grabbed for her suitcase, but Virginia pulled it away and looked round the room. There was an armchair beside my sofa and she quickly retreated, her pale, freckled skin blushing slightly beneath her.