But I learned that there are female golfers who prefer to have sex during their tournaments to stay relaxed. It gives them better focus on their game....�� “Jason, you can’t convince me that women golfers pay you for sex,” I stated firmly. “No, they don’t, because that’s not how it works,” he said defensively, “First of all, we both know that I’m not great looking and I have an average body, but the women golfers who use gigolos for sex only want the sex and the release; looks aren’t important to. "Back to work I guess," Jordan sighed.Angel looked at the locked door of his office, "Connie and Meredith probably think we we're in here having a nooner," she smiled.Jordan smirked, "Probably, and then he leaned forward and kissed her." You are so good to me," She whispered and then she moved slowly downward and undid the fly of his pants, taking out his semi-hard cock and placing it in her mouth."Angel," he said as the pleasure surged through him, "We don't have time for this."She grinned. I opened my eyes to see Judge Cooke. He was in his robe. The light was on between the twin beds, on the night table. He said, Tonight we will have the light on. After the day we had, there is no need for you two, not to see everything that is going on. He then moved over to Sharon and pulled the covers down. He leaned over and French kissed her. He then pulled her gown up. Her naked, bare little pussy was revealed to his eyes. He said, Good girl, no panties He kissed her again. as he ran his. We sat across from each other at Pauli's, a very nice restaurant on the outskirts of town. We sipped on house Merlot as we chatted. I wanted to know all about her. I ordered filet, baked potato and Caesar salad. We were going to share it in a most interesting way. She was a BBW in every sense of the phrase. She was big. She was beautiful, and she was all woman. She radiated her feminity through her eyes, through her smile, and the way she carried herself. She was comfortable; she was proud; and.