Heads turn as she sweeps across the room.Ours is a quiet town, very much set in its ways. Even allowing for the all-pervasive influence of the Interne..., the fashions and fads of our more cosmopolitan and bohemian neighbours can take years to be seen on our streets. But when they do it comes like a massive jolt of electricity challenging and destroying our conventions. So it is with Emma.All eyes are on her. Luxuriant auburn hair tumbles over a green latex mask. A long flowing dress in olive. They were arranged so closely together that it was not possible to see the whole area at once. As I pushed the fronds of a giant fern aside I was greeted with the sight of Lady Agnes lying on her back, clad only in the tiniest g-string. Her beautiful breasts were evenly tanned; indicating that she regularly sun-bathed topless. Her German maid, Fraulein Ingrid Koln was smoothing sun cream onto her long golden thighs.Staring at the two women and avoiding the greenery I failed to see the edge of. Bad me hum ne khana khaya aur bate krne lage jab bohat der hogayi to mai ghar k liye nikal raha tha to unhone rokh liya q k mera ghar waha se bohat dur tha aur unhe bhi raat me akele rukhne se dar lagta tha to mai man gaya aur ghar p call kar k boldiya k mai mausi k pass rukhne wala ho. Phir hum aur bate krne lage aur mausi ne mujhe meri gf k bare me pucha to maine bataya k ha 1 gf hai.To unho ne pucha k kiss kiya hai kya usko to maine kaha ha kiya hai kai baar.To wo aur interest leke puchne. After several minutes of increasingly loud and decreasingly coherent expressions of pleasure, she pulled it together long enough to gasp out one last understandable sentence."Please come in me, my lord," she said, "I can't come until you do." She moaned again, obviously on the edge."That's what you think," I said with a grunt, and pulled out. "Turn over," I told her roughly.Moaning in loss, she obeyed, and I quickly slid a well-lubricated finger into her anus, preparing it for my dick. I.