Now instead of the beer flowing and the fights breaking out for absolutely no reason at all except for sheer boredom, the place simply reeked of good ...ill and prayers from the God-fearing natives in a way that put a perpetual smile of satisfaction on Reverend Hobsen’s trustworthy face like some stamp of righteous vindication for aversion to sin.She remembered the smile of lustful gratification on his face after he had flooded her bum with his hypocritical spending and the way he had groped her. The next day I again ate lunch with Julie, and on Thursday, I asked her out."Julie, I know you probably have plans, but I was wondering if you would like to go to dinner with me tomorrow?" I asked her."You aren't asking me out on a date are you?" she asked me, her voice again brittle."Sure, I mean, I know I'm only a trucker, and can hardly be a great date, but if you aren't busy, yes, I'm asking you out." I said.She looked at me, we had spent some time over the last few days looking into each. Khair hum dono apni-apni jagah so gaye. Subha utha to wo uth chuki thi, aur washroom mein thi. Naha kar wo wahi kapdo mein wo baahar nikli, jo raat mein pehne hui thi. Fir usne naashta banaya, aur maine khaaya. Maine usko kaha-Main: Tum jub tak chaaho yaha reh sakti ho.Uske paas koi aur chaara bhi nahi tha. Fir maine kuch paise diye usko, aur apne kaam pe nikal gaya. Din bhar kaam ke baad raat ko maine ek vat 69 ki full bottle li, aur apne room ki taraf nikal pada.Room se dhyan aaya ki ek ladki. This was so much fun. Why didn't I ever join her?I knew there had to be a reason. Because of a vow that...I moaned in delight, another flower cock nudging at my cum-filled pussy. I shivered, eager to be filled by another shaft again. Elf-dicks were amazing. And I hoped flower-dicks were just as good. The stamen-cock slid up and down my slit, jizz leaking out.And thrust into me.I moaned about the flower-cock in my mouth, cheeks hollowing as I sucked on it. My pussy clenched. The stamen-dick.