Oh yes. Your wife has a fine figure, I will give you that,” he said to Bob. “I wouldn’t share her if I was you.” He looked back at Susie who j...st lounged there unselfconsciously in the nude. “I guess this is a different era than the one I came from,” he said distractedly as he gazes at Susie’s lovely pale orbs and pink nipples.“What can we do for you, Mr. Smith?” prompted Susie with a suggestive smile.“Uh, right. Well, it’s a free country and all, but I would be obliged if you folks would, uh,. Nani:kya kiske saath aur kya bol rha hai tu sharam nhi ati mere samne asi baate karte waqtMe: (thoda gussa hoke) nhi ati sharam apko ati hai kya apne hi pote ka lund pakad ke soti ho, aaise nhi ati na sharamNani: vo me.. Me..Me:plz nani ek baar plzz uske baad kabhi nhi bolunga ki apne mera lund pakda tha sote waqtNani(thoda sochte):thik hai(yeh sunte hi me mann me laddu phuta ) bass el baar aur me yeh isiliye de rhi hu kyuki mujhse galti hui haiMene yeh saunte hi nani par tut pada aur unhe kiss. He worked for a corporate raider and he was in Chicago negotiating to buy out a large confectionery making company there. He'd been there for at least eight months already, and it looked like he'd be there for another two or three, closing the deal. He'd bought a condo there since he was spending so much time in Illinois – he thought that he could sell it, make his money back and then not have spent anything on the time he was there. The condo was currently up for sale.He was also, we. I'll text you the address shortly. It's a quiet little spotdowntown. I'll be there at seven sharp, so don't keep me waiting." Yes, Miss Demonica." You learn fast. I like that, Camilo. See you tomorrow night."* * * * *He'd been waiting at a table in The Elephant Room jazz club for tenminutes when Mistress Demonica walked in. Camilo's eyes widened and hismouth fell open as soon as he spotted her. She was every bit as stunningas her pictures on Fetlife. Maybe more so.The dark skinned Goddess'.