Her pussy began to throb, building up to delicious release. He reached a hand up and pinched a nipple. She gasped. He kept pinching and put a hand on ...er throat again. 'Are you ready to come Slut?' He said into her ear. 'Yes!' She said. 'Ask my permission.' 'Please, Sir. Please may I come?' Her body trembled with the effort of holding back her climax. 'Tell me why I should let you.' His mouth was right by her ear, his hand stroked her throat, his cock fucked her arse. 'Because my name is Slut.. Ringer suffered bad head injuries in a car accident, he's slow mildly retarded, but his mates stay loyal, they shout him a suck every birthday. And I've landed the gig.Nothing wrong with his plumbing though, his cock is a handsome 8 Inches and I'm working it with a steady tempo. Ringer hardens appreciably as the circle start to chant, 'BLOW RINGER BLOW'. I up my work rate as the noise becomes deafening. Then bang, I nail it, Ringer starts squirting his load. I swallowed some, and let the rest. She said hello before going in to find a bucket of balls. I'd worked my way from my wedge to my three-iron, and I was just about to start on my second bucket, but with my woods. Since I never hit my five-wood, I just hit my three-wood, and driver. When I used the three-wood, I hit it from the ground, and then off the tee.She was watching me, and hitting her own bucket at the same time. I was long, and straight. When I was hitting off the tee, she stopped to watch me, and I purposefully started. " Jesus Christ! He was being offered sex with three beautiful, buxom girls. He took a huge gulp of his beer, to stop himself from self igniting, and then almost choked on it. Hell, it tasted even stronger than before. Nicola kept smiling, concerned that she may have overdone the vodka in his drink. He'd seemed perfectly happy with the stiff measures she'd been feeding him all evening, but perhaps half beer, half vodka was really too strong. "So what do you think?"He realised he hadn't answered.