Named Nikita. Her name itself turn me on always. Cause she is a real bombshell girl ever I met.I got an email from one of my readers from my previous ...account saying that she was coming to goa with a few friends and wanted to get laid not just her alone but her friends too.They were in total 4 girls. So yea she told me she would be here on september 30th and we would meet on the 1st of october. She dint want to have anal which she made clear before itself she just wanted to get a good gang bang. ’ I do some quick math in my head. Forty-seven minus thirty-three. That’s fourteen years. If our birthdays fell on the calendar right, it might only be thirteen years different. That’s not so much, I think. ‘Our age difference won’t be a problem,’ he says and for some reason I put it out of my head. I recover. ‘You were married, then. Divorced?’ ‘No, widowed. A form of brain cancer took Helen.’ ‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘Don’t be. We had a good life together. I only wished I enjoyed it more. One day, I. My friend came in time and by this time my wife had made my son go to sleep in another room so that they can enjoy peacefully .After some time both of them entered in the bedroom and my wife turned on the light and she closed the room in case my son walks in.The moment she did that my friend grabbed her and both started kissing each other and my wife was turning me on the way she stoked his hair and along with kissing my friend pressed her bums and she moaned at that time .Slowly he left her. The sensuous and tender moment only spoilt by the scrabble of ‘whiffy ‘desperately trying to relieve cramp in his left leg. After the ball was over, and whiffy had lit his old pipe for that ‘content, after smoke’ while she dressed herself once more …by touch alone ‘Whiffy’ returned her to her home, waving goodbye and driving off, rapidly as soon as her feet hit the pavement, leaving her in the dark street in front of her block. It being 1 am and the area not the most-safe. She walked the few.