I was glad there were still parts of Alex Turner inside me. Griefcounseling I could do. And intentionally or not Meg had abandoned me tothat.They gath...red around her bedside after I had answered all theirquestions and explained what was to happen.Four generations of De Silvas.Death is death, and it was not as if I had got them all to make peacewith that, but I felt like I had helped.The family watched on as I fussed over her to get her comfortable as herconsciousness waned and her breathing. IT WAS BILL SCREAMING ..."LORI I KNOW YOUR IN THERE YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE"...AS HE KEPT ON POUNDING THE DOOR I PULLED HER INTO A BACK ROOM WHERE WE HAD TWO POOL TABLES..WE LEFT OUR CLOTHES IN A PILE AND CLIMBED UP ON THE POOL TABLE AS QUIETLY AS POSSIBLE..ASSUMING A 69 POSITION WITH ME ON TOP I FURIOUSLY PUMPED MY DICK IN AND OUT OF HER SLOBBERING AND DROOLING MOUTH AND I STARTED TO DEVOUR THAT SWEET RED BUSH..SHE HAD JUST A LITTLE PATCH AND A TIGHT LITTLE ASSHOLE THAT I DROVE MY. Slowly he too come out from his cloth and started moving his penis inside it was wonderful time after some time we slept and in morning he left early the room was dark and somehow I managed to get light on and go toilets washed and bathed and came out in room than several relatives come and took me for various religious activity of marriage. I could not see my hubby though I try but cannot recognize.After noon after lunch I was again in my room and sleeping my hubby came and again he started. Hazel was convenient and agreeable and she was the first. She lived next door and I don't remember what she looked like but her mother was big, fat and dirty - her top was always soiled from where her large breasts rubbed against things. Where we lived, everything was dirty. Perhaps that's why I saw Hazel as a willing partner in my sex play - she was dirty too. My house was on a tenement row, like a poorer Coronation Street. There was a vacant lot behind our backyard that was full of people's.