.. as they say... pulling the other one, Mate, I was shocked. She was a typical Aussie blonde ... absolutely beautiful. Mother came aboard. Another ey...-stopper ... and then the sisters ... one ... two ... three.I gave the port man a look, “You poor sap.”“What?”“Good lord, sir ... how many bodyguards have you hired to protect those?” I said, “Didn’t you have any boys?”“These are the ones at home ... there’s two married.”“All girls?”“They take after their mother ... thank God.“Agnes...” mom. He whispered in my ear."Please excuse me, I'd like to say sorry again, but I'm really enjoying this".Not knowing what to say, I accepted it. "Are you going to repay me for the cold beer?"I couldn't even turn my head all the way to answer him, so I asked, "What do you want?" "I want to see your tits."I went deaf for a minute, and then he said it louder."I would love to see your tits. There's nothing sexier than an older woman's tits."I knew this moment would come, but I thought my husband would. I was looking forward to taking Emma across the sofa, pushing her down onto it, spreading her legs and sucking her wonderfully wet pussy lips.Emma stood up, and slowly let my cock fall from my hands.“Sir, I must go. Master will be expecting me.”She politely lowered her head in my direction and stepped out of her knickers leaving them on the floor next to her heels.Emma’s words shocked me. I was stunned at her abruptness, her directness. I wanted more.“Of course. I will get your coat.” I. He then brought her legs up to the headboard and chained them either side of her head. He slipped a plump pillow behind her head which meant she could see herself in the mirror. She was done up like a spring chicken. Her breasts were slumped either side of her chest and her pudendum was fully exposed and stretched. She could see her arsehole, something she had not seen before and that small rut between it and the glistening gash of her vagina, her engorged labia sticking out raw and red -.