O.K., so I was looking like a sailor's wet dream but it pissed me off that he was here to put a crimp in my fun!"Damn it, yourself!" I shouted back, "...ou promised not to interfere in my party fun. You got your boring job and I have my night fun, so let me alone!" He had really crossed the line by coming here and embarrassing me in front of my party friends. Something in me just snapped as I jerked my skirt up to my waist, and pulled the crotch of my panties tight between my pussy lips. I. Meri jaan tum pe kurban…Jeete raho aur Bhabhi ko chodte raho…’I was boiling inside. Lava was at the point of eruption. My breathings had become heavier. Only thing I badly wanted was forceful chudai-such that Bhabhi would remember for months.I said-‘Bhabhi mera hone wala hai…’ She gave green signal-‘Chodo…jor jor se Chodo…Boor ko dhun do… bhurta banado…ruko mat….lagao dhakka…AAAHHH MMMMAAA RRREEEE….’ This was enough! I started firing with all cylinders. Main Pure Lund se Bhabhi ki Boor pelane. His green eyes were no longer candid, now they were watchful, veiled.That was the dangerous part, to Sophia's mind. She'd been hoping to play off his shock at seeing her, for her plan to work. But there'd been no recognition there at all.With arms that ached both from injury and from the strenuous work of the morning, she slowly levered the canopy back into place over the cabin. The flight deck's blinding white lights refracted through the gunk that was still smeared all over the transparent. “There is the temple,” Ealaín said, her words cutting through the mirth.The Temple to Krab was a small structure, lacking the fancy ornamentation of the others we passed on the walk from Rithi's. Pater had a massive complex, complete with towering statues of his fatherly beneficence, built in his honor, and the temple-prostitutes of Slata had erected a magnificence palace in which to worship their goddess. Even Saphique's temple had impressive columns shaped like lovely women locked in lesbian.