David and Witashnah (Katya) walked into the dance, with all eyes on the beautiful female Indian Warrior. Even David was captivated by the girl he’d...loved since elementary school. The 1860 end-of-school-year dance theme was filled with Juniors and Seniors. Barkeeps, fallen doves, Indian girls, cowboys & girls, and many other costumes were worn. Not one other girl came close to the beauty of Katya known tonight only as – Witashnah! As they danced David was careful not to step on the bare feet. “I hope so,” I mused, thinking that Matt’s balls had obviously been working overtime to replenish his supply. Parting Sally’s labia again, this time I put my face right down close to the pink moist folds of her sex. Gently I licked at the exposed flesh. Sally let out a little cry, and I could see her vagina pulsating as she squeezed again. I put my mouth right at the entrance, and saw another dollop of semen emerge before it glooped onto my tongue. Oh, that lovely salty taste. I lapped at her. After about an hour of the journey, suddenly the car drive became rough. I stopped the car. I got down to find that we had a flat tire. Surbhi got down with me too. “Oh shit”, she said. “Should we wake others up?”, She said. “Let them sleep. What will they do anyway”. It was still dark. I was trying to figure out what to do next. We had an extra tire in the back but we did not have the equipment to change it. So we decided to wait for any car to pass by. Surbhi was sitting beside me on the car. Me: laxmi….I ‘m your husband now .You should not hide anything from me .Ask itMom:do you know what yesterday was and why did not I come to your roomMe: thinking for a while .Then “I thought you were angry at me and that is why you slept with dad yesterdayMom: (weeping) yesterday is my marriage day and that is why it is such important to me to spend time with my husband .You did not understand even this and I think you even didn’t remember .Me: sorry mom I really forgot thisMom continued: your.