Tee Time Temptations

BustyWorld

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The morning sun cast long, gentle shadows across the dewy fairway, where the only sounds were the distant chirping of birds and the soft rustle of their movements. Carol’s breath hitched as her gaze lingered on the way Janet’s too-tight polo shirt strained with every shift of her body, the fabric outlining a form that made her heart pound. A playful challenge in her eyes, Janet stepped closer, her fingers lightly tracing the damp fabric over Carol’s shoulder, sending a shiver down her spine. The air grew thick with unspoken desire, charged with an electricity that made the green world around them fade into a blur. Their foreheads touched, a silent question and answer passing between them in the space of a shared, shaky sigh. Then, Janet’s lips found the sensitive skin of Carol’s neck, a tender exploration that drew a soft, yearning moan into the quiet air. Carol’s hands slid up Janet’s back, clutching at the thin material as if it were the only anchor in a swirling sea of sensation. Whispers of affection and need were exchanged between feverish kisses, each one stoking the inner fire that consumed them both. Their embrace tightened, a desperate, beautiful clash of longing and tenderness that left them breathless and trembling. In that secluded field, surrounded by the tools of a game forgotten, they found a far more profound connection, their shared release a silent, powerful tremor that echoed in their entwined souls.