As he approached the desk (no coffee, this time) I looked at him with my best “fuck me” eyes and open my legs ever so slightly. Almost immediately...his eyes glanced between my legs, I was unsure as to how much he could see. Smiling at me he said “You are a ‘very’ naughty girl” “Am I?” I responded. “You know you are” I smiled. “Open your legs wider” he asked me, and nervously I spread my legs wide revealing my bald pussy in it’s entirety, he gasped, and I felt wild under his intent gaze. Taking. There were no more thoughts of David and looking at the serene face of Mark lying next to her sleeping, she knew that she had fallen in love for real this time so she snuggled down next to him and dropped off to sleep. When Mark awoke, he slipped out from under Hannah so that he could get to the bathroom and afterward, just stood and looked at her sleeping. He thought she looked like an angel and, even with the age difference, he believed that he was the luckiest man on earth. Climbing back. Jared and Stacy had decided to celebrate their third anniversary in San Diego. They got a nice room in a hotel on the beach.After three years of marriage, Stacy and Jared were in a very good place. Jared had learned to read Stacy's moods perfectly. He had learned the ins and outs of his wife's sex drive. She wasn't a slut and she wasn't a nymphomaniac. Over time he came to realize and accept that days could easily go by without any thought of sex crossing her mind. When her mind was on other. Christmas on the plantation was a holiday for the slaves and a chance to catch up with members of their family who were working on neighbouring cane fields.It was a rare day, one of only a few when the slaves did not labour in the fields for their Dutch masters. These special days all coincided with holy days like Christmas and Easter. Each had a veritable feast, plenty of the local hooch, distilled from the cane sugar and a large open pit fire.They made music. Mostly with a West African basis,.