Her dark aging lips were hardly visible under all of the dark blonde hair, but I was about to get a close look at them whether I wanted to or not. She...straddled my chest and began to drag her vagina up to my chin. She then lifted up her dress further and threw it over my head. I could see her large stomach, which was almost resting on my chin. There were dark stretch marks that contrasted Paula's otherwise pale skin. She then lifted her body up and spread her pussy lips apart before placing her. You know how to greet my pussy.’ She couldn’t possibly expect me to do that. Yes I licked her pussy often, even before my treasure was locked up, I had always loved the taste of her pussy, but not now, not while it was still full of another man’s cum. As I stared at her glistening pussy Mistress tugged on the leash pulling me face first into her pussy. ‘I said eat my pussy you little whore.’ I wanted to cry, how could she make me do this, but I had to get through this. She was giving me one. I have to try to compose myself as I reach out to take your friends hand and say hello.“Helllooo”, I say coming out more as a moan then my voice.He gives me a funny look and turns to you to say his goodbyes. After he leaves you turn your attention to me and watch me carefully for the signs that I am going to orgasm. I can feel it building inside me and am trying to hold it back. I don’t want to cum in front of all these people!“Please Christian, not here!” I beg.You don’t give in; instead you. Lying bastards!I am no exception, sad to say. Related below is a blow by blow account of my miraculous game at Hindhead Golf Club, in the wilds of Surrey. Did you know it's a qualifying course for the open? Well it is or was and that should give you a clue about the degree of difficulty faced. (Bet you're hooked now eh?)Now, I am not going to give you all eighteen holes worth of tragedy, bad luck and mis-fortune suffered while in the company of two very good players, but I will relate a.