‘Richard… what do you mean?’ I blinked my eyes not wanting to look at her for a moment and with my voice horse with the passion that was buildi...g I growled… ‘Jocelyn, you know what I mean.’ ‘Richard, I need you to tell me… to say it… I’m not good at guessing what people want… it’s OK… but I need to hear what you want’ I was so close to the edge emotionally that I was afraid I would start crying… I took a deep breath… and without looking at her, knowing that if I did I could never complete my. I don’t blame her,” Harold sighed. “Just fax the papers to my attorney. I gave you the number. We’ll have the money deposited in your accounts by the end of the week.”After Melody hung up, she sat there quietly and I could see a tear beginning to form in her eye. I reached down and picked her up in my arms and settled into the big chair. She cuddled up to me and cried quietly for a couple minutes.“He just doesn’t sound good,” she whispered. “Do you think I should go out to see him. The finger vacated my ass and he pulled my panties down then pulled my clitty between my legs to the hole where he licked the head before he wrapped his lips around it. It felt so good I pushed back tightly to the wall wishing I could put more of it through the hole. Again, being distracted by the mouth on my clitty, before I realized it the cock in my mouth was cummimg. I turned my attention to it licking it clean before it pulled from the hole. The tongue that had been licking my clitty was. All the players were playing their own balls and the best two net scores counted for the team score. The amateurs were allowed to reduce their score by their handicap but both Dave and Chris were scratch golfers which meant their handicap was a positive number and they wouldn't get any strokes. Doug was a minus ten handicap which meant he would get one stroke on each of the ten hardest ranked holes. One stroke would be subtracted from Doug's actual score on those holes to give his net score.The.