Suddenly, you feel a tickle on your thigh. You go to swat it away, only to find my head in place between your legs. And my moist lips, working their w...y upwards, towards your very own wet lips. Your thick aroma already envelopes my every sense, imploring me to hurry up and fuck you. But you know that it won’t come that swiftly.My smooth palms, already wet as my body senses the acts about to be committed, caress your breasts, sliding over them, beneath them, tickling your skin and sending goose. To tell the truth, so was I, but I was unwilling to admit it to them.Nobody won the first hole. We all parred it. On the second hole, Jason had the longest putt, which he drained for a birdie. Trish and Mike two putted for pars. If I didn't make my four footer for a bird, Jason was going to be removing some clothing, including a piece of mine. I didn't want that to happen. It was a pressure putt, with a tricky break. It rimmed the lip, hanging for the longest time -- and it fell in! It was as. As he walked along the side of the main road he wondered if any of the motorists who saw them would wonder if he was carrying a naked victim of goodness knows what; but he made it back to the villa without seeing a policeman.The next day was Christmas day and Jason took his Christmas present from Eva before she woke up and she gave him hers shortly after his thrusting had woken her.As they lay there recovering Eva said, “Merry Christmas lover.”Jason was impressed with her choice of the third. Let me help you get it dried out." He proceeded to rub and squeeze the towel over his daughter's tits, making sure to pay special attention to the area around the hard nipple."Oh thank you daddy," Jane said while looking down at the way her father was blotting and squeezing the moisture from her blouse. It felt good to her tit too. It felt a lot like it did when Susie massaged her tits to make sure she didn't get chest Charlie horses. Jane had never had one but Susie had explained how bad they.