Sky became orange. Sun is about to rise. Now my son too gets worried. He pulled me from terrace railing and we goes to stairway to get down. There too...he put me in cemented railing of stair.I start slipping on declining stair railing and my son starts filming me from back. I thudded at last point as there was a cemented block. My son moved front and filmed me. I was annoyed at his behavior, said- ‘Beta’ enough of photo. I thud with this. Pull me down. My tummy is paining. I am still in my. I wasn’t sure what to wear when Joanna invited me here. I have long fantasized about a threesome with you two. Your reputation precedes you.“So I decided less is more. Undo the zip at the back of my dress for me.”I do with great anticipation as Sylvia shrugs it off, lets it drop to the floor and steps out of it.She is wearing a skimpy black garter belt to hold up her black stockings and nothing else apart from stiletto heels. “You have a brilliant body, never seen you naked before, I have been. .you smile your cheeky smile and slide your hands down my chest to my belt and undo it. Next my button on my trousers.....pulling my trousers down to my ankles. You kneel down and your smile broadens as you see the bulge in my shorts.......your hands move up my big thighs to my crotch and massage my hardness through my shorts.........your grip firm.....massaging my stiffness...You pull the band of my shorts down and my hard cock bounces out....hard and firm.......you grab the base and stroke it. As his senses cleared, Blake was aware that the man towering over him was in fact, a European. He was also aware of the fact that his stirring had caused quite a few unfamiliar eyes to turn towards him. Beside him, on either side, he felt movement - without looking, he knew it was his wife and daughter."Hello, mate," the other outsider said, helping him to get into a sitting position. Blake recognized the remaining crumbs of an Australian accent, making a mental note of the fact while.