I had set my eyes on her for quite sometime. I had even proposed to her before my failed marriage but she was too young then to understand the importa...ce of my proposal. It was a Sunday noon. I was already high on alcohol. I use to always fantasize fucking her. May be the alcohol in my blood gave me the courage to fulfill my desire. Sonali as her name was came to do vessels as her mother was unwell. After completing vessels she stepped in to my drawing room to sweep. I was sitting there waiting. I couldn’t just leave her with three black men, even though my presence wouldn’t change anything that happened to her. And if I stayed, I’d have to participate. By the time I had stripped down to my briefs, Meredith was on the bed, with Ernie and Benny at either side, sucking her breast.?Roger, help me get ready,? Meredith ordered.So I knelt between her legs and began licking that beautiful little pussy. She was already wet enough for three women, but she clamped my face between her thighs and. On Sunday we spent the day strolling, well wrapped up, through a frosty London. Taking coffee when we felt like it. Hand in hand we walked the embankment, across Westminster Bridge and along the South Bank. Late afternoon we dropped in at a cinema and watched 'The Enemy Below', a Robert Mitchum film which we both enjoyed.We took fish and chips back to my flat, which Hazel thought was smart but could do with a little tidying, as she gathered together loose papers which lay on my desk, the arms. We are barefoot on the boat.”“Do you want to help me bring some of my stuff in from my car?”“Of course. You can put it in the empty wardrobe space that used to be my wife's.”I put on my shorts, Gene slipped into her sun dress without any undies and we went down to her car and lugged a load of her stuff up to my flat. When I saw how much stuff she had in her car I realised that it would take us a few trips to get it all. Gene chose the things that she felt that she needed most, clothes mostly,.