" Great, me too," she nodded, and we headed out to my car talking about the week and generic stuff, which continued for the first hour of the drive...... as I tried to focus on the road as much as possible and not her mocha-clad knees and lower thighs.Like most women, just under half way to our destination she uttered the dreaded words, "Can we stop soon? I need to pee." Sure," I said, hiding my usual annoyance. I hated stopping when on a drive. I made sure I had a bottle of water, I made sure I. I couldn’t get Brandy out of my mind. I stopped by the club house before going back out on the back nine. I was getting into my cart, when Brandy pulled up next to me. “How did you do?” She cheerfully inquired. “I suck,” I painfully admitted. Brandy smiled. “Well, the back nine is easy,” she remarked, “I’ll see you on the course.” There was something about her smile and the way she looked at me that made me feel very special. I had run across flirtatious beverage cart girls before, but none. I lowered my hips little more for leverage and trustedalmost the entire length inside sending shrives through my entirebody next. For my utter surprise, Laura wiggled her hips andtightened her thighs giving me tremendous pleasure and bringingme ever so close to my pinnacle. Laura slowly rocked me, grindedme, with a rolling rhythm as the train kept moving. The hand thatrubbed my cock appeared to be playing with Laura’s sensitiveclit. Then I felt Laura’s cunt tightening more around my cock. He was a good person and didn't deserve that, nobody does.Johnny's parents were kind to him and took care of his needs until he grew and became an independent man in every field, except one. He never got the education which he needed about relationship and sex. I tried talking to his parents about it. They admitted he had no sex education at all, but they insisted that they wanted their child like that. Despite I believe their intention was good, that was actually cruel. They had no right to.