With the tip inside I leaned forward and drove my length into her, Nat squealed and arched her back. With my cock once again sloppily thrusting in and... out of her wet cunt Nat began to play with both of her nipples, I watched eagerly as her fingers roughly twisted them. “O-oh god! Yes the-there!” Nat screamed as my tip slammed her G-spot, sending her cunt into spasms. I gently slid a rough hand up to Nat’s neck, if she was anything like her mother was then she would definitely enjoy a bit more. His legs were crossed and he had a big horse pistol with a bore the size of my stupid cock pointed right at my nose. "Come in a close the door, fool," he said with a grin.I glanced at him and in the cracked mirror over the wash basin saw another Redcoat standing behind the open door. I grabbed the woman by the elbow and haunch, lifted her clear of the floor and tossed all ten stone of her at the seated officer and then smashed the door back against the man hiding behind it. He dropped his. I had my money from the bank, so if I lost, I'd still be OK. From the previous day's results, they all saw that I only had won a single hole the entire day, so they offered me the same number of strokes. When the ball flew off my driver and soared high and straight down the fairway, I heard a couple of "oh shit's" from the rest of the foursome. My irons were still doing well, so by the end of the day I really cleaned up.They all accused me of sandbagging, but I honestly told them that I hadn't. Not that she wore the sort of clothes to show it off, her outfit of choice uniformly black like the robes of a high priestess, or ripped skinny jeans and a Panic At The Disco t-shirt. "I'm sure you and Toby will get along fine," added Carol, eliciting a curl of the lip in her daughter.Alan's son Toby was twenty-one, a high achiever at university who Mandy had come to despise with a real passion. Every time she and her mother got into a row, which was often in the current climate, Toby's.