"Jan ... Janetta we have to stop." He gripped the armrests, his hands encircling them, his finger digging into the cool leather. He was obviously dist...aught.Janetta was thrown off balance, clueless to the depth of Mark's sexual desire. She stated, her face edged with genuine concern, "What's wrong? What happened? Are you all right?'Mark looked at her. She was more than attractive. He looked with longing at her, staring deeply into her eyes and then darting lower, his eyes feasting on her large. I kept one hand inside her saree and touched her pussy, she jerked immediately, but I didn’t leave her and started rubbing her pussy and in no time she is wet, she increased her pace in stroking me and I started finger fucking herMe: Attha bagundha neeku ( MIL did u like it) She immediately kissed me hardMil: Kinda naku pls alludu neppu ga vundi ( Son in law pls lick my pussy, its hurting there)I turned into 69 position and started licking her pussy and after few moans I started to feel wet on. I kept listening because she seemed to make a point with that demonstration.She explained. “This system works remarkably well and no case of a successful forged CITI has yet to be reported.”Still, I didn’t want to interrupt.She acknowledged this with a nod and continued. “No access to a real CITI has always been the best deterrent against spies and foreign agents.”She didn’t pause long enough for me to comment. “While a CITI can’t be faked as you know. A genuine one, however, could be issued to. I know you’re upset right now. Was it your husband again? I know you’re scared, but you need to get out.’ She opened a new message and typed, ‘Nothing serious, just his usual. Of course I’m scared. I’m a substitute teacher with no job prospects and two kids to support. And you know how he’ll be if I tell him we’re leaving. What choice do I have?’ It took what seemed like seconds for Fisher’s reply. ‘Do you want to die? Because that’s what being with him is doing to you, killing you. Slowly and.