I pulled her toward me and started eating her lips. She was stroking my dick and we had a nice lip lock of 5-6 minutes.Then I got off the bed, pushed ...er to the nearest wall, and started pressing her huge white melons with my bare oily hands. Oh my god, her boobs were like cotton – so soft and white that I could not take my hands off them.My thick, red and fully erect dick was rubbing against the masseuse’s sore pussy under her panties. I could feel the thick soft pussy lips, I was on cloud. She was more than horny, her juices were smeared along her thighs, making them sticky with arousal. The toy in her pussy had stretched the entrance a little as it wrapped around the cock and held it inside of her. She ached to cum. "Yes mistress, very horny." She answered, her voice trembling with arousal."Tell me, Mariya, how horny are you? What do you want me to do to you?" Freya asked, her voice soft as she ran a finger over her sisters drenched pussy and rubbed the clit gently. She toyed. I had my dads golf cart, he always kept some rum under the seat and a cooler full of cokes. Joe and I were set to fuck off all day and drink as no one was at the club. We soon caught up with two women who were playing slow. I am going to guess that they were in their mid to late thirties and not bad looking. We flirted with them they flirted with us. We were giving them tips on their game and started to mix drinks for them. Joe was in the cart with Teri and I had Mary in my cart. It did not. It is nighttime, but there are no crickets. I try to pierce the darkness, and can only see a black form above me. A warm tear drop falls onto my face and I realize this isn’t another torture session. The voice is familiar as it urges for me to waken. Images of photos suddenly appear, flashes of sitting alone in the family car back in America, talking with such a voice over the phone. I know who this is. I reach up to hold him but he is already holding me, pulling me up from the dirty, bloody.