We sat in the warm night air and drank more beer. Wendy’s cell chirped, she grabbed it out her ass pocket, “Dad?” She sat straight, looked aroun... and said “We are on the golf course, 1st tee I think.” I nodded; she was right. “Just goofing off, we didn’t want to come home yet, we’ll be there later.” She paused to listen then told him, “We aren’t walking, Kelvin stole Connor’s golf cart, he’ll bring it back tomorrow. Love you too daddy, see you in the morning.” She laid her smart phone in her. I thought about leaving India but then I said what the heck, let me at least try it. I could always flee India. A week later a woman called me and gave me her address and the time I was supposed to be at her place. When I got to her place, I rang the bell and asked for Santi. The lady said yes I am Santi, are you Ralph. I said yes and thought what the fuck did I get into. She must have weighed 200 pound and was about 5-3. Drooping tits and a fat ass. Anyway she led me to her room, dropped her. There was a big lump in his pants. "Oh ho! What have we here?" she teased, trying to make light of a suddenly awkward situation. "In the words of the immortal Mae West - is that a pickle in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?" Hal blushed a deep red. Dena's teasing smirk faded from her lips, and her eyes widened, both hands flying up to cover her mouth as she realized. Hal was erect. Hal was in her apartment with a raging hard-on. There weren't any leggy blondes. Her body shook wildly, and her head began to roll from side to side on the carpet."Yes... oh god, how I love the feel of a cock..."Ian moaned and pressed down against her again, shoving his cock against her silky sheath, thrilling to the reaction it caused in her."That's good, baby... you like to feel a hot prick nuzzling your pussy..."Sue moaned huskily and began to thrash against him."Yes... yes... but I want more... do something... please... anything..."Ian couldn't remember when he'd had a.