He went about his business on Saturday and Sunday. Monday afternoon he went back, but he didn’t bother buying any coffee. He looked around, saw her ...itting at a window table, and went to join her. ‘May I join you,’ he said, smiling at her. She looked up and returned his smile. ‘I wish you would.’ He sat down. ‘No coffee today?’ she asked. He laughed and she responded with one of her own. ‘Busted, I guess. I don’t often drink coffee in the afternoon, but, well…and this is going to sound a little. When John got downstairs he was told that his father, and Colby had left to go to the Market place with a few of the new slaves. His father was dropping them off at the auction to be sold this week. The thought of Mr. Harken left alone with Jasmine... (left him uneasy). He had a suspicion that Harken wanted to bed her, and will inevitably try to again.With the light work load given John, he was able to stroll about the plantation with very little to do. Most of the skilled slaves did not need. "Nice Mom... god, you like it don't you."He put his hand on my ass and squeezed my round, tender ass cheek sinking his outstretched fingers into the crack of my ass. I looked at my son and than slowly down to where his hand was."Oh god baby... I do... I shouldn't but I do... I love it when you take my pictures and when you touch me."I felt so vulnerable right than, so spread and opened for him, my most intimate body parts on display for him... for my son. I waited full of anticipation,. I had cum a couple of hours prior and we were basically just kissing, nibbling and making out. Since my dick was hard, it was inside of her.It was only around ten p.m., far too early for Steve to show up, and yet he did. He quietly entered and said “Hey.”I said “Hey.” Steve went into the kitchen and rustled around for a few minutes grubbing some food. He was high. That is pretty much a given unless I explain otherwise. Steve was always high. Then we heard him go into the bathroom and he took a.