" the voice again."Danny, wake up darling, come back to me, please Danny, don't leave me like this."If I could just open my eyes, I could put a name t...o the voice, it sounded nice, nice and soft and gentle, I wanted to meet the owner of that voice."Danny you bastard, if you die, I'll--, I'll bloody well kill you."The wetness dripped onto my face, Christ I was thirsty! If only someone would turn the bloody lights on, I could ask them for a drink of water.They must have heard me, but it wasn't the. ‘Is it as hard as last time?’ I could barely breathe as she rubbed faster and made little noises in her throat. The moment didn’t last as her brother said he was hungry and wanted to go home. I stood up while trying to re-arrange my hard on when Nancy casually backed into me and slid her hand down, squeezing my cock and wanking it two or three times through my trousers. I was about to explode when she walked away giggling and took her sisters hand.Lunch was looking like a nightmare but then. Not too long later, Jack was the one who had to take a bathroom break. He was gone for about forty-five minutes when he walked back in with a Cheshire Cat grin on his face."Okay Sherlock. What's the shit eating grin for?" Shane asked him."You remember the tall girl with long brunette hair? I just bent her over the sink and had her from behind." The hooting and hollering started all over again. Not wanting to be left out, Shane walked out of the room. Jack and I continued laughing about what was. A light cooling drizzle started to come down; it got faster and harder and we started to run to find shelter. Luckily there was a little shack just off the fairway. As we ran I saw you look over at my breasts. They bounced up and down as I took deep breaths. The rain was dripping off my now messy soaked hair, down my face, down my chin towards my boobs. In the shack, it was warm and muggy but dry. I sat down on a bench that was inside and unbuttoned a few buttons of my shirt in order to wipe.