Finnegan
"And he has the club to the ball, Will Wolfe make the shot? He raises the club-"
"Henry you're about to get hit by the club if you don't keep quiet!" I hissed through my teeth, my grip tightening around the golf club.
"You've been standing there for like twenty minutes," Henry groaned a few steps away from me on the golf course. Green fields spread around us,the Saturday sun hanging low in the sky. "We came here to play, not spend the whole day staring into the the distance-"
I swung the club and the golf ball sailed into the air and rolled into the target hole.
"Perfect!" Arthur cried, clapping a hand over shoulder. "That was a neat hit, man,"
"Oh please, it was just pure luck," My best friend teased, setting his ball. "Watch and learn, Finn,"
I cocked my brows, watching him stretch and that gave a chance for my mind to wander. Abigail's mouth on my cock, milking me with those lips.
Aphrodite.
