I took you in, you smelled of citrus and a hint of sweat. It was a hot summer night when I decided to go to a house party back in our hometown. Subcon...ciously I hoped I would see you, but thought the odds were very slim. My palms started sweating as soon as you began walking my way. My heart raced when I felt your arms around me. We decided to walk into an upstairs room. It was empty, bare white walls with one window and hardwood floors were all the room held. You sat Indian style in the middle. I had even seen them kissing and casually playing with each other at the falls. Lindy sat at the end of the table, which actually no longer existed, since the servant father had lifted it away, with Angelique sitting beside her. Consuela sat on Helen's lap at the next table.Perhaps the greatest difference in this particular telling had to do with a most welcome technological addition provided by Chanda. The theater had a large screen towards the back of the stage. Chanda brought a camera with a. In the back of my mind I seemed to recall that in the olden days thebride's mother-in-law lightly drugged her daughter-in-law and lay heron the bed in her nightdress ready for her new husband's attentions. Ihad no drugs but I lay on the bed in the white nightdress to awaitJulian. I hoped he would be gentle with me.Julian came into the bedroom naked and so I saw his body for the firsttime. His seven inch cock was already hard. Without any fore playJulian jumped on top of me pulling my nightdress. Jason took a moment to enjoy the view; two beautiful pale globes slightly flushed from the palm of his hand, her slit wrapped tightly around the thick stalk of his sex, her passion evident by the wet sheen of her fluids coating her thighs and his cock. He watched, as he painstakingly withdrew from her clenching folds; his cock coated in her desire, glistened wetly, before he drove back inside her. Jason clenched his fingers, digging them into the soft flesh of her hips, as he worked his cock in.