A little bit plump, but that was a expected for a womanwho had raised two kids, both of whom were now thankfully grown up.My long blonde hair was clip...ed up in a style I'd seen in a magazine.My face was lightly made-up to hide some of the wrinkles around myeyes and mouth. I shook my head and looked away from the reflectionwith anger and regret, my hoop earrings banging into my cheeks. Itwas bad enough being a female but to lose 32 years of my life, thatwas even worse.Angrily I started to rifle. Using a map found in the glove box, we found Michael's house in the French Quarter in only a short while. His keys let us into his house and found his housekeeper/slave, Yvonne.I had Bert tie her up and put her into her rooms until I could question her. I intended to probe her for Michael's mind controls that I was sure would be there. I hoped that they would give me some clues on how Peter used the MC Device. I was afraid that, with the thirty odd years of practice he had on me, Peter's mind. Everybody, especially the children, must cover all skin and wear hats, because the sun would produce painful, possibly fatal, burns if they didn't take precautions.Traveling across the desert was not a joyful experience! There was at least one skeleton or abandoned wagon for every mile; you could find your way across just by following these depressing markers. They couldn't help breathing in the dust containing alkali and salt particles, even though they wore cloth masks. The only thing to do. She felt his cum mixed with her juices. She slowly rubbed his balls as she blew him. Surender held her head and pushed her deep, forcing her to take his dick to her throat.Gayatri gagged on her husband’s cock, and it didn’t take long for Surender to cum in her wife’s throat. Gayatri swallowed her husband’s cum, and Surender just pushed her aside like a slut and slept.Gayatri sat beside her husband and thought, what was he planning to do with their daughter-in-law. Why did he say that she’s.