Club Swinger

Michael Vegas keeps trying to fix Kenzie Taylor's swing, but she's hopeless. The guy is losing his mind. Then he catches Gracie Jane winking at him from the snack shack and slips away for a quick chat while Kenzie hacks at balls like a drunk pirate. One of those balls flies off and smacks Zariah Aura right on the ass. Kenzie freezes, but Zariah just smiles—turns out she likes the rough treatment. She strolls over, hands on Kenzie's hips, pressing that thick cock right against her as she fixes her stance. Next thing you know they're sneaking into the clubhouse, tearing clothes off, blonde hair everywhere and those big tits bouncing. Gracie spots the pair ducking inside, grins, and follows. The three of them lock the door and go at it like they own the place—Kenzie on her knees, Gracie riding, Zariah taking that tight back door while they swap spit and moans. Michael’s still on the green wondering where the hell everybody went, but inside the girls are swinging clubs the way the sign should have meant it.