You’re still rotating the club a bit. Let’s hit a dozen or so and try to keep a proper grip, and don’t rotate your hands on the backswing. Try t... be smooth as well.”I hit the twelve balls, most of which went off the center line, and Ron made some adjustments to my stance, then had me hit the rest of the bucket of balls, making minor corrections along the way. By the time I was done, I could hit the ball relatively straight, though the distance was lacking.“We’ll work on distance next time,” he. ..As he arranged himself behind her, Kristen felt the wide tip of his mushroom head pressing against her anus. She groaned protest, which went completely unheard since the gag was still in her mouth. There was nothing she could do except lay there as his incredible weight and cock pressed forward... no way to get away. Bucking upwards would just impale her further and harder, and she had no where else to go... his strong hands held her in place and he out weighed her by at least a hundred. My cunt was throbbing listening to you. I just had to cum." You go girl. That sounded fabulous. I may have to do myself later too." What next?" she asked."As you watch this, you'll probably be masturbating along with him. You might even be able to cum at the same time as he does. Just be quiet when you climax. Then go to your room, the kitchen, whatever, till he leaves the house. Go back to the bathroom. If your panties are still on the hamper lid full of his cum, then you've hit a homerun. He. It was like the world froze as I saw my daddy’s cock for the first time. It was so thick and long, his shaft warm in my hand, pulsing with a beat. His heart beat. The tip ended at a pink, mushroom-shaped crown, a little slit at the pinnacle beaded with a clear liquid. Precum.My tongue slid over my pink, glossy lips. A hunger ran through me. This desire to be such a good, little girl for my daddy consumed me. My head darted down, my blonde pigtails flying. I opened wide to engulf his dick. My.