But everyone knew she was, effectively, out of contention.Tess' other rival, however, was an older player -- not old, by any means, but old for the Fu...ures Tour -- named Martha McLaughlin.Martha, like Tess, was big and strong and had an intimidating long game. She was a little bit mannish in appearance, as well. Rumors of lesbian domination of women's professional golf are probably -- you should excuse the expression -- overblown, but it was undeniable that Martha McLaughlin looked pretty. I then noticed that she was no longer wearing her G string and that her stance was more open, giving me a good view at her glistening pussy. I crawled behind her, widened the stance between her back legs and started the lick her pussy from behind. Since she does not turn around and slap me on the face, I think I am good to go. While I am licking her, I notice that she continues to swipe the floor with the sponge in a rhythmic motion. I keep on licking her pussy up and down, teasing her. You know, pissing onme. Kinda weird." But you liked it?" Dan wanted to know."Hmm, yes. It was sort of exciting letting him do that to me," Blakereplied. He paused a moment and asked, "Are you into...erm, piss-play?" No, it's not really my thing," replied Dan. "However I am very happy toknow that you are adventurous when it comes to sex and will try anything adominant male asks." I like to make men happy," smiled Blake. "I want to be a good, obedientbottom."Dan patted Blake's thigh. "You make me. I was checking her email on the house computer, looking in her purse when she wasn't around, checking out the glove box and the trunk of her car and even that cliché of cliché's — checking out her clothes in the laundry hamper. I found nothing.But even after finding absolutely no evidence that she was betraying me there was something in the back of my mind that told me that Belinda was being untrue. There was an upside to my suspicions; I made love to Belinda more often just to see if I could.