”“Sure,” I replied, ignoring his vulgar remark.As we climbed the stairs to our room, I looked at Allie and said, “I don’t like that jerk.”...��Awww, I think he’s funny... And kinda cute, too.”“Please… not him. Anyone but him.”“We’ll see.” She giggled. ***We were suited up and ready at ten till eight. My fears about the cold were answered as we crunched our way to the pro shop. I was comfortable, even though the temperature was way below freezing. The chilled morning air made little puffs of smoke. That is what I’m talking about. What do you plan on doing with that huge cock of yours?” Jane demanded an answer. “I am going to fuck you like you need to be fucked. After we eat breakfast I am going to lay you across the table and fuck your tight little pussy.” Jane stood there for a few minutes massaging Tyler’s cock. Tyler had one of her tits in each of his hands kneading them and pulling her nipples. “Go sit down, or I will never finish breakfast,” Jane said. Jane went back to fixing. When she bent to place them on the tea table, I saw her huge braless melons, and my cock started getting hard. She saw me adjusting my pants and gave a wicked smile.I poured the drinks, and we hit cheers. I was constantly eyeing her while gulping down my peg. I was shocked to see her taking bottoms up. I was making fun of her saying she doesn’t look like one who rarely drinks.She laughed at my comment while playing some music and sat next to me on the couch. After a couple of more rounds, we. No pretence, no game playing, she lay over my lap perfectly presented. "Layon McDuff," she giggled. Affronted by such misuse of the Bard's good work, I proceeded to delivera rather extended series of smacks. And I have to admit, shrieks of "Harder" and "Can'tyou do better than that" did rather cause me to increase the tempo and forcesomewhat. After five minutes, I'd admit to being rather heavy handed. But atleast I'd quietened the demand for extra verve and there was even the odd "Ow" anda few.