Pants and boxers around my ankles, she knelt down and started to lick and kiss my cock. Taking the head in her mouth, she rolled her tongue around it,...taking it slowly until it was half way in. Then she started a slow in and out, each time taking more of until her nose was bumping up against my pubic bone. She was swallowing the whole thing! Normally, even though I consider myself average in length and girth, I would have considered that an accomplishment, considering I’d never had anyone. But... That was funny. For the life of her she couldn't remember themanymore. They were gone, with so many of the other Burt memories.She shook her head to clear it. It didn't matter anymore. Whatever sayingit was it was obviously pointless and trivial - the ramblings of a mereservant and nothing more. Inconsequential.What mattered was this wonderful man before her. What mattered was thediamond engagement ring he was offering her."I love you Richard," she found herself saying. "I think I fell. He decided that he looked presentable, so he went back to the front door.He opened the door and tried to act surprised. (That wasn't hard to do, since he was very puzzled by her arrival.) "Heather?! What are you doing here?"She was wearing a tight yellow top that didn't even come down to her belly button, and very tight, short jeans shorts. Her top was so revealing that it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, and in fact she wasn't wearing any panties either. She looked slightly peeved. She. They change in the lighting. My hair is cut in the shape of a cut dick head, not on purpose…I just noticed it after a while. It’s a popular hairstyle now. It makes me twice the man let’s say. I’m so weird ha-ha. I dress up really preppy with a nice shirt buttoned up to mid chest with a well matching shirt under it. Style is very important where I come from, and also putting on the impression that you are rich. I mean I do come from an upper-middle-class family, but with the stock market how it.