I lick my lips seductively and reach for the bulge. "Maybe I can play with this later if I'm a good girl." Yeah, you can play with that if you were go...d or bad, but I like bad girls better." he says smiling."You're such a bad boy Mike and so big too."With that he takes me by the hand and leads me back into the living room. Mack is surprised but doesn't say anything. The game is all but over."Hey guys, look who I found loitering in the kitchen."The room uhs and ahs as I stride in with Mike. My. She said that it only required nine small holes which they had among them, one club which I had, and only one ball but in my case they would allow me to use both of my balls if I needed too. Then Ami and Dani undressed me.Dani then got on her back, spread her legs wide, and patter her pussy. She told me that her pussy was hole number one and that it would take me twenty strokes to get to the flag. She also told me to take it easy because long hard strokes counted just as much as short quick. A girl from the other team sprinted over and stopped to pick up my disfigured eyeglasses. She handed me the bent metal frame and the lens that had popped out. I stared at her dumbly and then Helen took the ruined eyeglasses from her. The girl retrieved the ball and ran back onto the field.I stood there with my daughter in my arms and watched the last five scoreless minutes of the game with blurry vision. It ended in a two-two tie. After the coach gave her after-game talk, the four girls we had. Tears of suffering and joy sprang from her eyes and dribbleddown her smiling face. "Oh, yes, Grace, yes!" she cried, "Oh, shit that feelsso fucking wonderful. Oh, more... more... MORE! Hurt my nipples! Do anythingyou want... just please torture my tits! Please, Grace, please hurt them forme!" Grace laughed loudly, then let go of the nipple. Sandy's soft, supple tittyquivered and jiggled merrily as it found its place on her chest again. Sandygroaned with frustration and disappointment. "I know.