As with Andre and Ana, I couldn't keep my eyes off her. Anyway me and Ana went to garden and decided to watch from there. Our living room had a huge f...rench window which extended till the kitchen giving view of the garden. Ana and I settled on lounge chair. Mom went to the kitchen followed by Andre while Dad took Maria for the tour of the house. Mom was wearing a shoulder less short dress, short enough to cover her ass and her big boobs were almost popping out of them. Dad took Maria to the top. A heat pulsating from inches behind her, she turned around to come nose to nose with her new boss.‘You’re a good girl, aren’t you?’ He purred, ‘Getting on with your work like that.’ His muscular arms pinned her chair down, she was trapped. ‘Haven’t you ever wanted to be…’ He raised an eyebrow, ‘Bad?’ ‘Sir,’ Gabriella swallowed, ‘I’m a married woman.’ She tried to ignore the sudden wetness in her lacy panties – a gift from Jamie just last Christmas. ‘Go on Gabby…’ He whispered, sexual tension. He sat up and pulled down her pink robe, leaving Amina naked except for silk cloths tied around her chest and waist. Impatiently he tore off the first one, revealing Amina's large, well-formed breasts, her nipples already rigid. Hakim grabbed the breasts, and Amina moaned as he began to squeeze and play. There were hunger and desire behind his intense stare. He pinched her nipples before pressing his full lips against one of them. 'Beautiful,' he said.'Thank you, your majesty. Ouch!' he had. I had not spoken with Jasmine since we had sent the men back to their farm and little more than orders when I did speak.We spent all day in the saddle and skirted around the towns. Were they coming after us or not? There was no way to know without waiting for them. Did I want to ambush and kill them for what we had started? No matter what, it was us who did this. Now that I had set the tone they would kill all of us when they came. That left us no option.Another cold camp with little rest, most.