Ifshe really was dead she hoped it meant she was going up instead of down.She feared the worst, maybe the zealots were right and she was condemnedto d...mnation for daring to go against God's chosen path for her?As she approached, she noticed that it was a large clearing. There werepeople there, most of them she didn't recognize and hoped they were notwaiting for judgment like her. The few she did sent a shiver down herspine, they were the last people that she wanted to see in life or in. I quickly pulled her thong off and started to lick and kiss around her pussy which got her so wet I could see a line of juice running down into the blanket and she smelt so sweet and musky. I was getting her so horny she started to wiggle and trying to just ram her pussy into my mouth and she finally asked "PLEASE LICK MY PUSSY!" as soon as she said that I plunged my tongue into her tight wet hole, she tasted anazing, then she arched her back and tried not to scream and wake everyone up. Still. I started to flick my clit. I softly rubbed back and forth then I started press harder and move in a circle. I could start to feel it.I tightened my stomach. I knew I would get more if I was in a different position so I moved my legs so they were up in indian style in the air. I held them toward me.I pressed harder on my clit. I stroked it up and down till I hit a more sensitive spot. I moved my fingers in a circle pressing harder. God I felt it everywhere. I started to feel the juices of me. ) So, she’d masturbate on Jack’s back, which subsequently felt better as a result of the massage. The contrast of the bright blue Carolina sky against the green fairway was stunning. The trip was a reward to myself, a week of swing doctoring and uninterrupted play. Amid the lushness of the golf resort I had not expected to find lust. Lust found me, however, at the weeklong golf school, in the form of a petite and perky short haired blonde who looked ten years younger than her thirty. “Is this.