“Ryan, you bastard, you’re gonna make me wet my panties, aren’t you? But damn, that feels so good“ she growled. “Do it, then! Hump me until ...I cum! Make me wet myself!” and she pressed even harder against my cockhead, increasing the speed of her hips as she smeared herself up the full length of my shaft. If she wanted wet panties that bad, I’d happily accommodate her request.I shifted myself again so that her stimulations wouldn’t make me cum. I wasn’t ready to end this. Not yet, anyway. The. "Good to see you again ... Robert."He shook it and gestured to the available wing chair. I nervously took my seat."Anyways," Stan began, "Robert here and I were going out for golf tomorrow afternoon. As it is, we need a fourth. I was just asking Robert if he had any ideas for someone to round out our group and he mentioned you. He said the two of you have played before."My jaw half-dropped. I'd played golf exactly once in my life, back when I was dating Robert's daughter."So, are you. The blonde could smell her own cunt juice as more and more seeped from her slicked down cunny. Her groaning turned to short, rapid grunts, then to a kind of gurgling hysterical sob as the veins stood out in her neck. She shook her head violently back and forth, the strands of long blonde hair whipping across her cheeks while sweat trickled down from her forehead and burned into her eyes and nostrils. She could feel loose particles of dirt digging in between her nails and fingers as she scraped. "Her game stayed paused and forgotten as she settled into playing with me instead. Either she could tell how needy I was, or maybe she just realized how long she'd been grinding on me, because she didn't fuck around too long with me before getting to a solid grip with her hand and jerking me off with smooth, rapid strokes."I was never sure if it was a myth," Lexi said as an afterthought. "Blue balls, or whatever. If it was just a ploy, or actually a problem." Probably a little of both..