I stuffed my dripping cock back into my shorts, and we heading to the next tee. As we drove there I told my wife how I couldn't believe how wild she w...as being and that I needed to cum so bad. She knew that all this teasing had gotten the best of me, and at this point there was no way I was going to not finish. As I pulled up to the tee box, I was pretty much begging for her to finish me off with her hand or mouth. But apparently all the playing around had gotten her wet too. We noticed behind. She gently kisses his eyes, left then right then left again. He gently lowers her onto a table and leans her back. Her breasts seem to reach out to him, her body is telling him to take her, to make love to her. She leans up and forces his pants down and he pulls her stockings down. When her legs open and they see each other, their lust grows. He pulls her hips toward him, and enters her. Her lips wrap around him tightly and her juices wet him so much that he is able to slide deep inside her.. ‘I guess it’s because I don’t beg when a schmuck like you holds a tiny toy gun. It would take a much bigger man than you to make me beg.’ She smiled when she heard the first of the police cars roll up outside. ‘Oops, game time is over, Ricky. It’s time to prove what a big man you are. Can you shoot a bound woman? Is that your style, Ricky?’ Ricky made his first mistake. He reached out and grabbed her hair, yanking on it and pushing the barrel of the pistol against her head. Mia used that hold. Jill then reached down slowly and undid thetop of his jeans. "You need to loosen these" she said, smothering a laugh. I had notintended for things to go beyond teasing, but this was getting reallyinteresting now. He tried to move his arms but they were jammed tightbetween us and the seat. Then Jill slowly lowered his zipper down over thelump in his pants. "Lift up, Rickey" Jill ordered. "What.... what are you doing?" he stuttered. "Lift up" she snapped. Jill then gripped his balls.