" David closed his eyes and sighed. He bent forward and kissed his wife's bottom and imagined this unknown man penetrating her in her ass.When she was...dressed and made-up, she kissed David on the cheek and left the house.She was a few minutes late for her seven o'clock appointment, and Mr Maxwell calmly told her that she would be punished for that. "I don't suppose your bottom can take any more of the cane just yet, so I will have to think of something else, but you must be taught not to be. And this time, is was not Tony's fancy cologne..After writing up a long case, Ziva stood up, and had a long stretch. Tony had been quiet today, who knew why.She said goodnight to everyone in the bull pen, and headed out, slinging a gym bag over her shoulder, a spring in her step.Tony watched her every move, as she sashayed to the lift. Those slender, athletic, legs. That pert bum. Ooh.Ziva knew he was watching. Of course he was. And started swinging her hips even more. At the lift, she turned. He had flown back to Russia especially to return the ancient and holy relic to the monastery personally. It had been the only one of his great grandfather's treasures that the hard-headed and mercenary old rogue had not sold. Even that died in the wool entrepreneurial capitalist had possessed some sense of the holy.The Abbot and the Count were walking in the grounds and talking. Alexander had decided to stay for a while - a long while, maybe for ever. Although he had been born and educated in. Danielle smiled sweetly, her blue eyes sparkling as Buz stood up and unfastened his jeans. A large bulge had begun to develop in them and seeing it, Danielle gulped. She was now beginning to get properly horny herself. The situation, stealing into his house and sneaking up stairs was so naughty. She liked the fact that she had been caught. It was a bit risky really, but Buz was nice. He was quite young and good looking, but had that rugged look of the man who lived off the land. Danielle sat up.