She was wearing a pair of fully fashioned stockings a small suspender belt black stilettos, a white nursing bra for her saggy tits and a thin see thou...h G-String. She sat cross legged and the Prince was clearly happy with his mature Lady. She said how his cock although all hard and erect swung as he walked. As he neared her she could see it close up. It was all scarred and pocked marked, ebony black and shiny, the veins darting from side to side as he twitched it in front of her face. It seemed. Mike looked at me like he was going to comment, but he didn’t interfere with our bet.“What if I quit school before then?” she asked.“You get nothing,” Mike promised her. “I want you to succeed, and I don’t want you to end up like your mother,” Mike was adamant about that.“Too late for that,” Emily smirked. She was happy with the bet, though. I wasn’t sure if I should have made the bet, but I didn’t intend to quit. I’d come too far.The next topic was hygiene. Master asked if they had a garden. Her bodice was tight to her torso; so tight in fact, that her pecs were pushed up to make small breast mounds trying to escape the fabric. Her feet were encased in small white slippers. Her slender legs were covered in sheer nylon hose with a wide white elastic tops ending high up on her legs. Her middle was bare; no panties at all. Her sexy muscular butt cheeks were exposed for all to see. In her white gloved hands, she carried a small bouquet of white flowers. Just below the bouquet was. I rubbed it. I asked "Like it?" andhe nodded in agreement. We kissed again and I pulled him closer to me, between my legs. I ran myhand over his chest, around his back and over his ass. I think my dick was about to tear through mythong. Especially once he ran his hand from my exposed right knee up to my ass and back.I pulled off his shirt and kissed his left upper arm, left shoulder, the upper left side of his chest andfinally his nipple. His chest was also smooth and rock hard. How the hell.