1. Golf Girl: Fuck me, FUCK HER!


    Date: 10/31/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: edintx99, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    myself, I lied. “Angela, really the best way to help you is for me to swing the club with you. That all right?” I must have been crazy saying that. Must have been my brain speaking without my mouth as a filter but I had said it. Done, fucked, might as well just walk away. She just smiled like I’d said the most intelligent thing in the world. “Ed, that sounds like a great idea.” Fuck me. FUCK HER. Oh… my… god. I sidled up behind her and extended my arms around and in front of her to grasp the driver she held. “No… you grip the handle like you normally would. I’ll put my hands on top of yours.” Her hair smelled like spring flowers and felt soft against my neck as I pressed closer. She grasped the club tightly, my hands closed on top of hers. I could feel the muscles in her arms tense. Her hard ass wriggled into my crotch as she set her feet to address the ball. My cock got rock hard, no stopping it. She giggled and looked over her shoulder at me. “Ed, seems like we’re trying to control more than one driver this morning!” Shit fuck. Fuck me. FUCK HER! I stopped breathing, clenched her hands so tight I thought she’d yell, as my dick got even bigger. Even through my briefs and shorts she must have felt it now wedged in her butt crack. Before I could say anything, she saved me, “I saw you trying to hit your driver earlier. Know you were having a problem as well.” I grunted, “Oh, yeah. My driver… got it under control.” She purred, “Hmmm… we’ll see.” Then she put her head down and ...
    concentrated on the ball. Over her shoulder I said in a low deep voice, “OK. Stay focused, arms straight. Let me draw you back and then I’ll follow through with you. Ready? Draw, pause a moment at the top, follow through.” It was awkward the first time. Second time smoother. Third time like quicksilver. “Feel how I’m tightening down on my right hand throughout. It f***es better control of the club, prevents the slice.” I backed away, sweat dripping down my forehead, sure she would turn around and see my erection pressed against my pants, finally reject me as the perv I was. But instead, she took a couple of clean practice swings, put down a ball, and hit it is as perfect as can be. Cooing, “Oh, Ed, that was perfect! I’d never have thought of gripping the driver so tight with my right hand, never had a driver respond so perfectly to my touch!” Fuck me, FUCK HER! I couldn’t keep that refrain out of my head. I had to fuck her. Jesus Christ, I was gonna explode, but managed, “So glad I could service… be of service Angela. Can I help in any other way?” She looked me up and down for the first time. Lingering on my face; I hoped she liked the square jaw, blue eyes. Then she tossed her hair and swept her gaze downward, paused a moment when she saw the pipe extending down my trousers. Back to my face, smiling. “I think we should ride together. Play a few holes on the back of the course. Yes?” Fuck me, FUCK HER! As one, we both leapt into the electric cart, leaving our clubs behind, and ...
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