Prettyman?s stockinged, corseted, garter-belted. high-heeled beauty.But I uttered the biggest gasp when Mr. Prettyman dropped his pantiesand showed me...?Miss Pretty,? his humongous cock that dwarfed my otherhusbands? cockage.Oh dear, I thought. Would I be able to consume that sweet morsel in mymouth and <blush> bum? The answers were yes and not quite yet.Size wasn?t the issue that prevented my bum from being hospitable toMiss Pretty.Mr. Prettyman had an issue with himself, as a ?girl?. " He smiled held out the bowl of strawberries and said, "they bring out the flavor of the champagne,, try one." She nibbled on one,took a sip of champagne then,giggled again, "oh, that's good I like that." They sat eating cake and ice cream, while sipping champagne. When they were finished, he handed her the first present. She opened it and for the first time in months, squealed with delight. It was a Toshiba laptop, with all the bells and whistles. It was time for her big present so, he put. He slowly removed her shoes and nylons, leaving her stark naked. He had her lay back and he positioned her legs so that her knees were up and her feet were flat on the table.He spread her legs wide. She felt so exposed and anxious waiting for his next move. She sensed that he was moving closer. She felt his hot breath between her thighs. Her hips writhed in anticipation. He touched the tip of his tongue against her soaked pussy, and slowly teased her labia, moving up and down. Suddenly, he. “Did you enjoy that?” she asked. Walter nodded eagerly. “Good!” she said, “then you won't mind if I go back to Andrew's hotel where he can come inside me like a proper man and not have to spray it about like some damned porn star stud.” Walter nodded his agreement and said, “I can drive you if you like? Should I get the car?” Lily looked at Andrew then to Walter. “Yes, yes why don't you do just that? Go and wait for us in it.” Walter picked up a set of keys from the mantelpiece and headed out.