Although Sarika usually never is sport for a drink, she also joined in for a short one. As I and Raj downed a few drinks through entire evening and al...so through our dinner, we were both high. Sarika had finished her after dinner Chores and also joined us in our discussions which had become mini arguments on variety of topics. Sarika had changed to a comfortable Long sleeveless pullover. I began noticing Raj’s attention being diverted as he kept on Looking at the uncovered Knees and smooth arms.. Then I started to feel claustrophobic. There were just too many female parts around me. Legs, butts, tits... to many parts... I became dizzy. The smell of the cheap stripper perfume started to choke me and burn my eyes. I yelled out for the girls to stop. But my voice just didn't come out of my mouth. Instead I heard Beth's voice say the words. Then I passed out. I woke up and found myself alone at my table. I must have passed out from the smell of the perfume. I wished all girls smelled nicer.. He stroked harder and vibrated his hand until she was pushing at his forearm, squirting all over him. “I can’t. Not again.” She panted, her cheeks flushed and her body lax. “You will. I'm so fucking hard watching you squirt all over my wedding ring.” He replied. She trembled but she arched just so and he had to smile at the effect it had on her. He leaned down and took her clit between his teeth, sucking, biting, fluttering his tongue against it. She pushed against his head trying to get him to. After getting everyone settled, I walked up and introduced myself and met the new conductor, Harold Watson, better known as Hal. He was aware of who we were and had a large number of our music ready for us.There was no live singer this evening, just a nice meal and dance music. I sat between my wife and my daughter.“Daddy,” Rose said turning to me. “Kalista taught me her ‘I’m Not That Girl’ routine. Could we all do it tonight?”I felt my eyes leaking as I answered, “Sure can, Beautiful!” That.