"The two bounty hunters approached Rohea and Maes, and bowed when they were a short distance away. Rohea and Maes bowed in return, and all four droppe...d to their combat stances, facing each other in two parallel lines.The bounty hunters were well-trained, and they spun their swords with practiced ease. Rohea barked at Maes, who was dazzled by their movements, "Watch their arms, not the swords. They seek to distract you with their swordplay. Remember your lessons well, and we will win this. " You brought your hands up and began raising your dress. "Are you excited to have me expose myself to Chicago?" you whispered as your dress came up. "Are you wet?" I asked. "Soaked" you whispered. "Can we take a look?" I asked. "Oh God, I've never done anything like this before." Taking that as a yes, I slipped a finger in each side of your panties and began to slide them over your hips. Your trimmed bush came into view; it glistened with moisture. "Should I go further?" I asked. Just a soft. .. why didn't I meet you sooner?" I'm here with my wife." Wives can look too, I don't mind." The way she said the words suggested my wife could do a lot more than just looking. "Say, Mr. Gentleman, could you help me?" She held up her hands and I saw the problem - she (and her friends) wore these huge decorated fingernails so she could not work the clasp on her top. That was why the other two wore t-shirts.Well, I am a gentleman, so I gingerly helped her without trying to grab an extra feel or. Still statuesque, in her 40s, having raised a grown child. Many people said she looked regal, having grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth – a father that gave her anything she wanted. Sumitra had come to live with Ravi and Hansa recently. Hansa’s father had died two years ago. It was a traumatic time for her, being widowed at such a young age. Her husband had fully spoiled her. Let her get her way on everything, and she had spent much more that he made. Unforturnately, Sumitra didn’t stop.