Your tongue splits my lips…moving upward until it rests on my clit.>> My clit is a hard, little knob under your tongue–pulsing with need. You swip... at it with a few firm strokes, causing my knees to buckle. You pull back and look at my sweet wetness–wide open and wanting. Shifting, you raise one of my knees and put my leg over your shoulder, giving you greater access. Diving back in, you assault my clit with firm strokes, light strokes, long and short, fluttering flicks. You hear my moans of. "She swung and drove the ball about 170 yards and turned to me with a smirk. "Top that Mr. Nice Tits."I stepped up to the black tee box and set my ball and tee. "And if I top that, what do I get?" I asked."If you outdrive me from there, I'll play the back nine in my tight white shorts and tank top," she said wiggling her ass. I felt my cock beginning to rise and had to fight it. I had never driven with a boner so I didn't know how it would affect my swing.I gulped audibly, and addressed my. ," he looks over at the board with the names of the players written on it, "...uhhh, Natalie?" He looks back at her for confirmation."That's right, Michael-san. You and me are scheduled to battle, so let's get to it," she enthusiastically shouts.Michael laughs, "okay," thinking that this girl is a bit strange. They both go over and get set up."Are you ready, Michael-san?" I'm ready."The game begins, and Natalie immediately starts to charge up a fireball. Michael quickly runs in close, and tries. Geoff helped carry bags into the kitchen."What's for dinner?" he asked, as he put his bags on the counter."Your favorite! Spaghetti!" His mother said."Yum! Can I help, Mrs. Robinson?" Ally said as she walked in with bags in her arms.She's Perfect! Thought Geoff again."No, that's OK, There's not a lot to do, and you'll get bored waiting for the water to boil, so why don't you k**s run along and play, while I make dinner." Ruth said.Geoff headed out, and Ally followed him into the living room."Go.