Mu: haan mane padila(piladine sanga hoi tution heuthillu. Se 9th classre padhuthile mu 6th classre padhuthilì. Setebele sex bisayare dharana nathila....Mu aja ghare akutia thilabele praya asanti. Dine akutia thibabele se asile kahile ghare kehi nahantiki, mu kahili nahanti samaste market jaichanti. Se khata upare basithile.Mote pakhaku daki jor re jabudi dhari khata upare soigale o kahile upare upare mo doodh ki chipibaku. Mu basi chipili amiti praya samaya ciipachipi khelilu Tapare mu padhiba. Donna continues sliding her body over Lynn until her hot soaked love pussy is over Lynn’s face. The young woman slides her tongue over Donna’s thighs and then deep into Donna’s swollen pussy lips, Donna can barely stay on her knees as the intensity overwhelms her and she lets out a pleasurable yelp, she climbs off and turns around and slides her body back over Lynn pressing her pussy into Lynn’s face as she presses her nude body against Lynn and guides her tongue back to Lynn’s soaked pussy.. The look of disgust on her face afterwards satisfied him she wouldn't be telling anyone about their moment of 'intimacy'. In Lumley's experience there was no better gag than shame.Afterwards he'd got her to tell him about the Embraced and the temple of Uvulu'ai.There was a temple up in the mountains; a shrine to their god Uvulu'ai. It was where the young men went to offer themselves as sacrifices to their god. The temple was likely a treasure trove of Lu'ai artefacts, but Lumley was far more. They would be too scared of his uniform to do anything but what he said. Or so he believed, so all six Patrollers believed.The trucks were slowing and approaching his barrier. He stepped out and held up his hand. “HALT!” he yelled. A little unnecessarily. The front truck pulled to a stop just inches from him, but even though he had gone pale with fear, he had held his ground. Moving around to the driver’s side door, he peremptorily ordered the driver down. “The rest of you stay there,” he.