![]() “So, what do I get if I win?”Įlle’s lips purse as though she’s fighting a smile. I relax and instead lean casually on the club. But there’s something else I want to win even more than bragging rights. My competitive nature is taking over, and I want to win, especially with the score this close. I spread my feet wide, adjusting my grip on the tiny club and looking left to aim before settling my eyes on the neon yellow ball in front of me. This could be make-it or break-it for the English upstart.”Įlle’s voice is thrown low and dramatic, mimicking a sportscaster as I prepare for my winning shot. “On the ninth and last hole, Colton Wolfe has the point advantage. I can say that my aim isn’t much better than hers, but my cock enjoys nestling against her ass. The fifth, sixth, and seventh hole, I stand behind Elle under the guise of helping her line up her shot. We have to answer a riddle to gain exit, but that only takes a couple of tries. We figure out how hard, or rather how gently, to hit the balls by the second hole, but my ball gets trapped in a whale’s belly on the fourth. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Neither of us is particularly good at putt-putt, and given the odd looks we’re getting, we are majorly overdressed for this activity, but it is fun. Links will be updated as soon as we have them. ![]()
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