His fingers that were still touching her folds began to feel moist.Jan touched her nipple with his teeth and gently bit down on it.Laura moaned agains... the tape as her eyelids fluttered open and closed again and again.The pleasure was just too much for her to bear.She needed more.She wanted more.Laura tried to talk through her tape.Her eyes turned into longing ones.Only then did his fingers leave her now wet folds and took hold of both breasts to only caress softly when their eyes met.In one. “True,” Ramani admitted and quipped at once. “But you have changed a lot.”“Is it so?” Sadhana queried as though she could not believe what her brother had just said. Ramani just nodded his head as he began looking out watching the greeneries.“What is the change you see in me?” Sadhana giggled as she asked her brother somewhat curiously.Ramani turned for a moment and said with a broad smile, “I have always seen you in sarees. But you seem to have switched to churidars.”“Oh. I find sarees are. Duke Risen’s face and forehead were starting to seriously sweat. Damn that bitch that the fake emperor had taken as his fake Empress was deadly serious. “I want the weapon brought to bear on the ship she is on!” Risen was almost screaming.Those around him were looking as if they were starting to seriously doubt him. It didn’t matter; he had a hell of a lot more power than either of those fakes. Laughing, he watched as the cannon he’d used on the fake emperor was brought out to bear on her. The Nationalists had not destroyed it and they still held hill 666 on the Ebro preventing a general advance along the coast. While that running sore existed the Nationalists were denied Catalonia and Spain's first city, Barcelona.And while the Government forces held the rivers Henares and Ebro the perilous lifeline to Madrid persisted. Franco had come to the conclusion that only by starving the capital into submission could the war be won. For the Popular Front, as long as Barcelona and Madrid.