“Let’s play a game.” “We already are.” Her eyes fluttered closed. “Golf.” I ignored her, “Slide your panties off, hand them to me, and position the putter between your pussy lips.” “Why would I do that?” “Because you’re mine, Tiger,” I declared, soaking in her lust-heavy gaze. “Your lips are mine. Your tits are mine. Your ass is mine. Your soaking wet pussy is mine.”
