Gimme at least three good innings, hear? Five'd be better. Wanna rest some people y'know"I nodded, sought out the big catcher, and he and I sat with t...e pitching coach, a grizzled old National Leaguer who still chewed Red Man tobacco. We went over the Braves' line up."Now don' let that smart-ass bastard beat you," the coach said, meaning the shortstop who had won the batting crown two of the last three years and could show off a World Series' ring if he wanted to, and he often did.Bigger. I received one for best game and best hole for my double eagle. I also was included in the goof-off group with my ugly seventeenth hole.Saturday, I started at one o’clock with two new players. I birdied the first four holes and then parred everything until the seventeenth. There I lined up and put the ball ten yards from the water. My chip was dead onto the cup about two feet away. An easy putt, and I had conquered the bad news hole from the day before. I parred eighteen to end up five. I could feel my come building in my balls. I knew that with this tight 17 year-old poised above me there was little I could do to control the ever rising stimulation so I told her to take her mouth away as I was going to come and she might not like the taste. She moved her mouth back slightly leading me to think she was pulling it off my cock. To my surprise rather than take her silken lips off my now rock hard cock, she simply pulled back and wrapped her lips more tightly around the huge. ” Aaron raised a finger. “I think its for insertion.” Ariel gave him a wry look. “Yea. In my mouth.” “No, I don’t think its just that. Hey, spread your legs.” He said absent-mindedly.“W-what? What for?” Ariel asked, puzzled. “Just do it.” Aaron said impatiently.“No! I don’t like the way you look at it.” Ariel was stubborn. “Come on...” Aaron gripped his sister’s two legs and pried them open, amid her protests. The legs came apart and.