We heard another rift open, this time to our left, perhaps a mile away. Sound travels in a peculiar way at the point where flat land meets the mountai...s and distance was hard to tell. We took off in search and within a short time arrived in the area I was sure the rift must have appeared. There was nothing.I looked around in consternation. The feeling of prey eluding my grasp brought a curl to my lip. A "swatch" sounded near us, causing us to jump back into a defensive position. My sword at the. I started to masturbate as I couldn’t control myself. After a couple of minutes, I cummed so much.From that day onward, I wanted to fuck my bhabhi. I wanted to feel her boobs, I wanted my dick in her mouth. I wanted my bhabhi.From then onward I masturbated always imagining my bhabhi and sometimes, I even stole her bra and panties from the bathroom and used to masturbate using them.This went on for two months until one day we got invited to another wedding function which my parents said will go.. As we entered the terminal from the U.S. Airways flight we'd taken, we saw a tall, thin, elderly gentleman wearing a black suit and chauffeur's cap. He was not holding a sign over his head with McKesson on it in big letters, or anything else, but Dad walked right up to him and hugged him like he knew him. No he was not black. He did not resemble Morgan Freeman, He was a red head for one thing.When Dad was done with the big-time hug, he turned to face us and announced with obvious pleasure. He was sipping a glass of whisky and nodded to me when he saw me entering the place. I approached his table and accepted a seat close to him.I got a drink and soon that black man, whose name was Patrick, asked me if I was interested in going somewhere else; a place less noisy than the bar…I told him I was a married woman, but then I felt his strong hand touching my thigh behind the table. His fingers soon found their way to my wet pussy lips and opened them easily, as I was not wearing panties..