“Also, Why the wardrobe change?” I asked as we loaded the cases.“My maid and I thought blending in might be a better idea with our reduced stren...th.” She answered as I took in her new outfit. Black leather pants were tucked into calf-high boots while a white shirt under a green vest hugged her torso, accentuating her chest.After the ammo and gun cases were loaded into the wagon, I had a fair amount of room left. I returned to the back of the van, followed by Shalyndria. I gestured to the chair. Chili and dogs ?” “ya, that sounds excellent”By now Kyle had make his way down to my lower rib cage. Up my back to the back of my neck, back down to the middle of my back. He never rushed---he always delivered first class service, even if it was somebody in the house. Now right at my waist, he started in and out across the top of my butt. I squirmed a bit, and he leaned really hard into my jock ass, causing me to groan even more. “Does it feel good, daddy”? I kinda chuckled, and just said. It was true, I was aweird one. ?Never mind...? I muttered, trying to retract my request and play itoff as a joke. ?No,its fine, if you really want to lick my sweaty, stinky feet clean then that?syour choice.? She said bluntly before I had a chance to finish. Her words werequite harsh to hear out loud, but I was turned on so much by the very thoughtof servicing her. I was not going to turn down an offer like that. Herfeet were beautiful and I could only imagine how sweaty they were after. May we come in?" We don't wait for an answer. I open my trenchcoat to reveal my naked body and push my husband backwards into his room, hugging and kissing him as we go. Marta secures the door and pulls her burqa off. She is almost as naked as me. We're both wearing stockings and pumps. Mine are matching black and hers are matching dark green. We're both wearing masks. Hers is a green bandit mask. The only other thing she's wearing is her pistol in a holster strapped to her thigh. She quickly.