.English, Elena thought. But it sounded only a little like the English she remembered.Elena sat (the shape of the furniture in this room was the most ...bizarre thing yet). The woman put the canvas against one wall, and then she set her strange box on the table and attached flat things like wheels to the top of it. "Lights please?" she said.A servant made the room go dark with a wave of his hand. The mysterious box's glass eye glowed and, to Elena's alarm, phantoms appeared, glowing silver figures. We are going to an engagement ceremony at a friend’s house on Peder Road.They look stunning. Sumitra is still regal in her mid 40s. Hard to imagine she has a couple of grown children, including my wife. She walks like the queen she was raised to be. Head held high. Each hair in place. Face fully made up with bright red lipstick. Tonight she is wearing western. A lovely white dress, with frill straps, and open bodice, showing off her ample breasts, and just enough cleavage to show her shape but. My head was pressed down hard on the bed with my ass pushed up to the sky. Thomas fed me more of his slab of black meat. God help me, but I screamed.It hurt so much at first , but was starting to feel so good. Thomas barely pulled back. He kept forcing more cock into me. How much I had in me I couldn't tell. I was almost afraid to look back and see. Thomas then pulled out and flipped me onto my back. He took my ankles up and rested them on his shoulders. I was frozen there. Thomas took his cock. Both Robot (Bob) and Tom were Anglo-Indians very well built, tall and fair, Uncle Roger, his Both sons Robot (Bob) and Tom, were residents of London, visited us almost every year for a few days. During their visits, I had a lot of fun with them. But when Bob and Tom's sisters came to our house, I was kept away from them by my mother in line with her strict nature..Whenever Bob and Tom used to meet me earlier, both seemed to be very straight and simple boys, but this time both of them have.