” Your boss turns back to face your wife and she says, “Contrary to popular belief, not all black men are supplied with god’s gift for a woman....�� She turns her face to you and says, “Okay, put that pathetic thing away.” You fold it away and redo the zipper. You take a couple of steps back to your favourite view. They have started to pick up the pace; your boss’s cock goes in and out of your wife much quicker. The moans and groans from your wife are more audible and more frequent. The words. We was talking about how much fun we'd had the last Friday. We talked as she helped me put away dishes and laundry . When I was putting my wife and my clothes away she came into my bedroom. Jumped on my bed and said how comfortable it was . She had pushed her ass up into the air I noticed that she had removed her panties. I came up behind her and licked her from clit to asshole and back. She moaned in pleasure pushing her ass farther up. I laid on my back placing my head between her legs so. “Yes. I know.”Bert said, “I thought she only had to put ten percent down.”“That’s if she could find a bail bondsman to underwrite the rest. Remember, she’s essentially having to borrow nine thousand dollars. She has a zero credit rating, and she doesn’t have any assets in her name that she could put up for collateral.”He had several bondsmen call him about cosigning the bail bond. He had given them all the exact same answer, “Not only no, but hell no!” Apparently the word had spread, because. The guys loved it. They loved the competition. They loved playing with the attractive young woman who could play the game very well and at the same time was extremely polite… and much more then that too. After about 4 months on tour, Melissa arrived for a men’s tournament. This was a mid-major tournament. It wasn’t prestigious. It did, however, give her experience against male’s who would toughen and grow her game to unquestionable heights. Melissa was matched with a men’s amateur in the first.