Struggling from the bed Mavis headed for her bathroom only to turn back at Rob's call."Sandy, look at your Mother and tell me what you see," he asked ...her."I see my Mom, a lovely lady, why?"Curious now also, Mavis waiting for his answer, had turned fully to face him, her lovely body on full open display."I've always heard if you want to know what you girlfriend's going to look like in twenty years, look at her Mother. I see you in twenty years and God, Sandy, you're going to be even more. Venkatesh, our servant maid Anjamma’s son for fucking my wife Sudha. MIL gets anger very frequently even for small mistakes. Right from the marriage, she treats me as feet slave, punishing me hard. She always held my nose and squeeze it, slapping on my cheeks before telling any work. The very first night, when i went to their house, she told me that they treat their sons in law as slaves only. They have to do all house works round the clock. Daily one hour or two hours they permit me to sleep. She was a picture. Watching so intensely, so obviously turned on by it, her fingers still busy.Watching her as well as the film was almost more than I could cope with. I seemed to be sweating all over now and I could feel my nipples hard and itching beneath my T-shirt. I glanced down at them and could see the hard bumps pushing fiercely out against the material now. With my free hand, I gave them a quick rub, and then again, and then a squeeze. It felt so good! My fingers eased between my pussy. “What you just did was nothing short of amazing, Yavara. Assaulting my body with my own mind… I’d never thought of such a tactic. Now that you’ve navigated my well-honed defenses, it should be easy for you to enter the minds of lesser beings.” Prestira offered a wry smile, “I daresay that includes just about everyone. Our lesson tomorrow will be about protecting your own mind from an attack. I suggest you can plenty of rest, and do your stretches in the morning.” Prestira’s smile turned.