Hidden somewhere that Asset Forfeitures hadn’t yet uncovered.I had no sympathy for Thatcher. None. Zero. But I did have a professional curiosity abo...t why Allen wanted to see me. Okay, nosiness.I met with Beryl Thatcher and Gloria Allen downtown. In an FBI interview room in the jail complex. Thatcher, despite a lack of makeup and that prison diet, looked fresh and composed. Good bones.Her attorney looked smart and tough. Slender, focused, intense. In her early 70s.Thatcher didn’t utter a single. I felt my heart beating real fast and wondered where this was going. He had a tiny ash tray in his left hand and held a cigarette in the other and said,You know Deepa…I am a man who don’t hide my feelings and thoughts. I prefer being direct to a person rather than …you know…keep them to myself which may lead to much confusion and waste of time.” I knew he must have understood my wicked intentions and wondered how he was going to make his moves. My palms were mildly wet from sweat and my heart. “Mmmm yes baby that's so good,” she gasped. The other couple stopped and got up to switch positions and I could feel everyone's eyes watching me eat my wife out. I held her by the hips and brought her to the brink of orgasm. I glanced up at her to see her face. To my surprise, she had her arm extended and was slowly stroking the stranger's big black dripping cock that he held out above her.Suddenly, Galatea’s body tensed up and she dropped the cock and released a scream of explosive ecstasy.. . Fir maine lund set kiya wo vergin thi toh dr rhi thi main daalna start kiya thoda top gya toh uski cheek nikl gyi nikaalo rohit.. Bhut dard ho rha main ruk gya nikaala nhi jb uska dard km hua maine jhatka maara uski aankho se aansu aa gye wo tadapne lggi main usse kiss krke uska dard km kr rha tha kuch time baad maine lund bahr nikala wo khoon se bhr gya aur maine saaf krke fir daala aur jhatke maarne lga ab usse b mjaa aane lga wo b gaand hila kr enjoy kr rhi thi main full speed mein chodne.