“Nice place you have here,” I said, trying to be polite. I lied. The place was drab at best. It was obvious that he didn’t spend much time at ho...e. He stood before me and gave me the once over. “We need to get you new clothes in the morning and new shoes. We’ll work on everything else later,” he said. I felt like a pet that he found and was trying to domesticate. “Now, what’s your name?” he asked again. “Tranquility,” I said. “We both know that isn’t you name. I’m tired of playing games. Ohhhh.. he thought .. and slowly stroked his dick in her tight hole. But their wetness made the trick as he stretched his sister’s pussy as his cock exploited the forbidden fruit..He kissed her hard, crushing her boobs against his chest and started moving his cock in and out of his sister’s un fucked young pussy, “oh my god Jaya..mmmnn nenu ninnu denguthunnanu.. I am fucking you. my own sister”“Annayyadi bagunda.” Ee chelli pooku bagunda.. tight vundi kadoo.. dengu.. nee chellini denu.. ummm. I recognise it for what it is. Lust. Yet, even though he is a stranger and I don’t want this to stop, I find myself hesitating.A slow, wicked smile forms on his lips, as if willing me to step forward and succumb; to cross over from reality into fantasy with just one more step. Suddenly my mind’s a blur of doubt. I’m worried about revealing my true self. So many secrets I’d sworn to keep hidden deep within my subconscious, never to see the light of day again. Or so I thought. But as soon as. I quickly wrote out a list of things they could talk about - Mexpo’s Garcia and Martinez sorted through and chose things they wanted. They chose the political and economic side of the notes. The number of taps closed, the increased revenue in taxes and fees collected already. There was also increased confidence from the locals in their safety.The number of dead found on the highway from gangs and the cartel in the area had diminished substantially from just a week ago. Maybe we had the worst of.