My eyes had caught sight of Veronica standing in the doorway to the living room with her back to me. Her bushy blond hair hung down her almost bare ba...k over a dark black bra strap. As my eyes continued down her back they fell upon a matching black thong that squeezed in between her pert cheeks and cupped her pussy as they wrapped around the front. Finally, her legs were garnished in a pair of thigh-high black stockings which fitted comfortably into a pair of dazzling red leather heeled shoes.. We looked like two glamorous women out for anight of fun and we got a lot of lustful looks from men and envious looksfrom women as we walked down the street. The pub was one of the newtrendy venues in the neighbourhood that had a menu of cocktails and otheralcoholic concoctions that nobody really drank. It had revamped its menua few years ago and now claimed to sell the best 'pub grub' in London, aclaim made by virtually every other joint in town. The pub also demandedthat customers reserve. Ek din mai thumare ghar gaya tha ghar mai thumare dada ji au mai tha. Thumare dada ji jante the mai kaam ke silsile me aata hu so unko koi doubt nhi tha. Us din thumare maa podos mai gayi thi mai thumari maa ko dhundte raha ghar mai. Jab unke bedroom gaya dekha thumari maa ki bra aur panty sukh raha hai. Ye mai dhekar control nhi kar paya aur hat mai lekar kiss aur sunghne laga pata nhi kab thumari maa akar ye sab dhek rahi thi.Phir mai us panty mai apna lund ghisne laga. Phir mai thumari maa. We need Eugene himself here, he's too dangerous to leave on the loose down there while we're unloading. Don't start waffling on us now."He nodded. "Yeah, you're right, I know. I've just got a little, well, stage fright I suppose. Make sure the script rolls on the monitor as I talk." The words he'd be saying when Mallet came on had been carefully scripted and were prominently displayed in front of him. For the most part he'd simply be able to read them; but, since Mallet's end of the.