As the warm wetness closed in on her finger as it slowly finished her self off. Well at least that will satisfy till I get home I suppos.... She adjusted her skirt checked her make up and was about to go back to her seat when she realised how wet her panties were. She was uncomfortable like this so best remove them. She was pleased to see her seat was still available and there was no sign of the handsome stranger any more, was she disappointed or not, she was not. He had dark hair, hazel eyes, and a voice that made me hot just thinking about it. He was over six feet tall, with broad shoulders and big arms. He always wore tight, white button down shirts with a tie. His black pants hugged his ass and made him look even that much hotter. He always had a little scruff on his chin, and he wore reading glasses with thick frames. His teeth shone when he smiled, and gave him deep dimples in his cheeks. He was just under thirty. I would lay in my bed in my. . twice a day."Rather than sell his many slaves, Wilhan leased many of them out to families who had lost sons and farm workers; they needed help with harvest and spring planting. A large portion went to the 'Fexmark' where they cleared land all winter and planted in the spring. The share of crops north of the ridge from leasing the slaves out helped feed those down south over the winter. The following summer many of the new slaves were taken up river from the Fexmark to begin clearing the land. Somehow seeing her bra encased tits as she was stripping was so hot. K removed her blouse and throw it at me and then lifted her skirt slightly showing off her legs. Karen just pulled her front opening bra off and tossed it aside, my camera forgotten as she danced. Soon her skirt followed and she wore pink panties as her hips swayed and her breasts jiggled and swayed, taunt full tits capped her single dollar areola with stiff pencil eraser pink nipples.Karen moved with naked grace and her tits.