The men all wear tuxedos and the women all wear fine evening gowns with no exceptions to the dress code. I suppose one meeting is pretty much like the...last and so I will relate what was a fairly typical evening at the club when we dined there earlier this month. Daddys driver collected us both from our apartments and we drove to the venue seated either side of daddy and snuggled in to him, feeling our excitement grow as we travelled there. I had selected a deep blue wrap over dress which clung. Aur fir apna muh neeche kar uske nipple ko apne muh mein lekar chusta aur dheere dheere kaat marta.Shradha: Aahh! Amit, tum mujhe pagal kar rahe ho.Main uske nipple ko apni ungliyo se marodta hua bola: Aur tum? Tum bhi to mujhe uksa rahi ho?Shradha mere balo mein apni ungliya phasakar mujhe apni nipplo ke taraf kheechti hui boli: Katona. Please. Acha lagta hai.Main uski ek nipple ko apni ungli se nichodte hue doosre ko apne muh mein liya. Pahle choosa aur fir dheere se danto se kaat kar. I’d seen soldiers come off planes before with no one there to greet them. Their brief sadness and sharp disappointment quickly covered up by a steel resolve to keep going. I couldn’t bear to have you feel that way. I stood quietly by the square cement pillar, waving our country’s flag, my soul shining in my eyes as you hopefully searched through the noise and confusion. Your eyes found me, waiting for you, and I saw that wonderful, slow grin again, just as I saw it in Germany those long months. I feel the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy and I start to wiggle. Fear consumes me. He pushes his hand harder on my mouth and tells me to stay still. "Open your legs. I am ready to feel that tight virgin pussy." I do as I am told and he pushes his cock in my fast and rough. It hurts. I want to scream but he he has his hand over my mouth still. Tears begin to roll down my face. He smiles at me. "You feel so tight, so good. I knew you would. I am been thinking about this for 2.